Creepypasta Ticci Toby Novels & Stories

He pulled a chair over and sat down, crossing his legs. "Go to hell," I said. My voice was a dry rasp. Tobi laughed. It was a soft sound that made me want to rip his throat out. "You’re still acting like a King. Even when you’re bleeding out on a basement floor. It’s almost impressive." "Where is he?" I asked, trying to sit up straighter. "If you touch him, I’ll kill you. I don't care what name you call him." "He's in the other room," Tobi said, reaching for a bottle of clear liquid. "He's crying. He's very confused. It turns out that seeing a dead friend really messes with your head."

I wave to the bar tender but his attention is fixed on mixing a drink. I’m about to try to speak to him again when I feel a presence beside me. I turn to my right quickly to find intense dark eyes watching me. I release my breath when he shifts his gaze away from me and looks to the bartender and then the box. He stretches his hand towards the box, revealing a two headed viper tattoo wrapping around his forearm. Dear goddess, this is Sylas Reid. He takes a bite of the cookie and then another. When his gaze meets mine again, I realize that I’ve been staring. I feel so embarrassed that he's caught me staring at him like a fish.

“…you’re both dead men.” Toby’s body trembled. He tried to sit up, spitting blood onto the floorboards. “You’ll see I’m not lying.” The door creaked open then, and the same man I had sent out stepped back inside. Behind him, Garrick appeared, wiping his hands on his trousers as if he’d just come straight from the barn. He looked tired, unsuspecting, a furrow of confusion on his brow as his gaze flicked from me to Toby kneeling in a heap on the floor.

“Turkey is fresh, and it’s time to rub it in so much butter that everyone should be a little concerned.” My dad continued regaling Lora with a story about a particularly pointed letter to the editor he’d gotten published while she got everything out needed for the turkey. Lora elbowed her with a meaningful look, but she just shook her head. This wasn’t the time she wanted to get into everything. she needed to retreat from her emotions to keep everything in place. That was the only way she was going to get through this.

I carefully stepped around the bodies lying on the floor, writhing in flames around us, as if we had just stepped into a living picture of Dante’s Hell. Kellen pulled me back and Amy rushed to the door just as another vampire rushed in, growling, when someone pulled his head back from behind. A moment later, his head was removed from his body. When the body fell away, Charlotte was holding his head in her hand by the hair, and then dropped it. It blazed as it rolled across the floor.

He asks. Toby glances at me. He looks as if he doesn’t want me to be here for it. I raise my brows. What could be the reason that I a can’t hear it but Talon can. “It’s okay, Toby. She can hear.” Mama says. I walk over to Mama and sit beside her. My hands are shaking so I grab a hold of her hands. “What’s going on, Toby?” She asks, tilting her head. “They’ve found another dead body.”He says.

“And what will you do without your precious Alex, huh? What will you do without him? He’ll never leave the lab. He’ll die down there in a tomb he builds himself within the ice, I’d bet my life on it. And he’d deserve it.” “You’re always so hard on him,” Toby protests. “He’s unnecessarily hard on me!” I angle my body until I’m facing Toby, blocking out Abby’s heated scowl. “Are you friends with Dr. Scarlett?” “Yeah, I mean, I consider him a good friend. I doubt he shares the sentiment.” “Because he’s a fucking dickhead!” Abby shouts over the music.

Toby POV. I didn't like snitching on Miles, but he hurt me for real, it's not my fault is Nathalie wants kids. I don't want any, well and daddy never talked about it, it's rare for cgl to have kids. Kittens are something else, we go to heat but we don't get pregnant, when I hit twenty one, I'll get out of my headspace and do dirty things. I don't think about those, I know, well big Toby knows that he'll only go through those things once every year. But it's nothing for little Toby to care about, I'm always in my little space and I'm happy like that.

I told her with a wink. "Hmm, okay… we'll have to say bye to your friend first though," she suggested. Little did she know that I was already one step ahead of her. As vampires we could communicate with our minds so I had already informed him of my intentions. "That's covered," I told her as I helped her out of her seat and placed her arm in mine, "see here he comes," I said, as uncle Alberto could now be seen walking towards us. "Leaving so soon?!" He exclaimed as he got close with that cheerful voice of his.

“The moon is here. Stand down everyone. Whatever this is the Goddess will reveal it. Reluctantly, they obeyed, forming a ring around the pool. As the moon’s rays hit the water, it began to bubble softly. Jerry looked at Toby and nodded softly. Slowly Toby stepped into the pool, wading until he stood in the center, then bent and drank deeply. Everyone looked at him anxiously. But nothing happened. “It seems,” Dusk began, “that we have wast-“ Toby gave an agonizing groan and doubled over, his body shaking violently. He stayed like that for a long time, while frightened eyes watched him. Then slowly he rose, and his eyes glowing white eyes lit up the cave. When he spoke, his voice was not his o