Gaster X Toriel Novels & Stories

What does she mean? My stomach stings and I quickly hold on to it letting out a little grunt. "Are you alright? " Tori asks to my surprise. "My all go... " I make to reply but the sharp pain gives me no choice but to groan in pain. "You don't look too good. Lemme get you some water. " Gabby says as she stands up. "Tori? " she asks and Tori instantly stands up. Clearly Gabby and Tori are a pair.

“There is a bridge to the next building.” Lucas pulled away. “You knew him.” Adrian’s jaw worked. “Not now.” Lucas stopped walking. “You knew the man who rebuilt me.” Adrian turned, fury and fear fighting across his face. “I knew a doctor named Soren Vale who worked for men I should have feared more than I did. I did not know they gave you to him.” “Did you ask?” The question hit harder than a slap. Adrian had no answer. Lucas nodded once, as if some last small hope had just died quietly.

the beast roared, demand after demand crashing against Torin's logic. "Shut up," Torin snarled out loud to the empty room, pressing his fists against his temples. "It’s a lie. It’s an illusion." He stormed over to his heavy mahogany desk, grabbing a crystal decanter of amber fire-whiskey and pouring a glass with a shaking hand. He knocked the burning liquid back in a single swallow, hoping the harsh heat would drown out the phantom scent of winter snow and wild mint that had suddenly overwritten his senses. But the scent lingered, trapped in his throat, mocking him.

Tory got two noodles and two eggs for herself and Grace before she realized that she hadn't filled her gas and if she does she wouldn't have enough money to last her and Grace up to a week. "Well, I pray God provides for us, I do". Torry said to herself to get the gas.

“How?” “He didn’t clot properly,” Kael continued. “The flesh around the bite was darkening but not spreading.” My mind immediately went to Elara’s arm and Astra’s expression when she saw it. “Do you know what it means?” I asked. Kael shook his head. “Not yet. But Torin came back with some intel.” That caught my attention fully. “What intel?” “A few weeks ago he’d been scouting near their lands I think. And he saw one of them take a hit that should’ve killed him,” he paused. “But it didn’t, rather he got back up like it was nothing.”

Lorenzo followed his twin but took three steps in my direction instead of one. "No. I don't." "You are provoking us, Tesoro. Very very badly. You are doing something that calls for the beast in us and that beast will devour you, sweetheart." He growled in a gravelly voice drawing closer to me. His twin was still left behind, but I could almost feel him since he was just an arm's length from where I stood glued to the ground. The sexual tension in the bedroom skyrocketed I could almost taste them in my mouth. How did they even taste like?

“Young Master Rori, I assure you—no herbs. That particular batch came from a stag. Young, healthy. You taste the difference in vitality, not spice.” “Ohhhh,” Rori said, nodding like he’d uncovered the world’s deepest secret. “So that’s why. Tori, admit it—I was right. You just don’t have refined taste.” “Refined taste?!” Tori snapped, slamming her goblet down so hard blood sloshed up the rim. “You’d drink swamp water if Sebastian poured it in silver!” I laughed into my plate, cutting into my medium-rare lamb, the juices bleeding across the porcelain. “If you two argue this early, the whole castle will think I’m running a madhouse.”

She was praying to Gaia to stop her from hitting the second prince. Goddess Gaia, give me strength to deal with this loco or so help me goddess I will whoop his ass. Passing through a royal knight, Prince Corean who was silent the whole time nuzzled her inside a room. Hearing the clicking sound of a lock, Tori crossed her arms in an unladylike manner in front of the second prince, who was equally staring at her seriously. "Just what is your problem? Were you mad that I bumped into you? Is that it? Or is it because I unintentionally ignored you? If it is from that, I am deeply apologizing, but please refrain from doing that scene again. The noble faction has eyes everywhere."

Garek, my oldest healer, was standing over him with a pair of long iron forceps and a bowl of steaming water. Torin let out a muffled, nasal whine as Garek touched his face. "Get out, Garek," I said. The old healer paused. He looked at me, took one look at my face, and immediately dropped the forceps into the water bowl. He wiped his hands on his apron, bowed his head, and hurried past me without a single word. The heavy oak door clicked shut. Torin and I were entirely alone.

He starts chanting his incantations to see what he can do to stop the shift from happening. His eyes turn completely white and the only words that come out of his mouth are. "Estelle. Estelle. Estelle." It feels like the wind is swirling around the room. I watch Tora's eyes change but they don't change from his crazy yellow, they just get darker. Almost like honey. "Argos. Stop trying to shift. You're going to kill Tora.." I plead but nothing changes. "HE MET HIS MATE AND HE LEFT HER THERE?!?!?!" Soran, the healer growls. He starts whispering something in Italian.