Persona 3 Theodore Novels & Stories

Theodore’s gaze turned grim as he said, “Someone injured my brother, and he’s in the hospital now. We don’t know what happened to him, but he wouldn’t stop vomiting. “So I hope you can help us to take down that person that harmed my brother!” Theodore nodded. “Sure. Please lead the way.” “Okay!” Theodore’s eyes lit up with delight, and he brought Benedict to the Sirens Hotel. The staff that had been waiting in front of the entrance went up to them when he saw them and greeted them reverently, “Mr. Theodore!” “Bring us to the private room!” Theodore’s face was grim. Benedict was a master-level fighter, and no one in Northspring could defeat him other than Fernando.

his crush rolled his eyes and they all agreed. "I'm with you on that one." Tristan nodded. He turned back to Dylan to stretch out his hand. "I'm Theodore, you can just call me Theo." Theodore. "Oh, I'm- you already know mine." Dylan took his hand and as he watched his hand disappear into the big firm veiny hold of Theodore, it only took a second for him to have dirty thoughts that dried up his throat. He swallowed hard. "Well," he turned to the others, his hold still on Dylan. "Don't let me interrupt you any further, I shall leave you to the night."

The opening ceremony for Cynthion Group ended and people were beginning to leave; with all the cars in the way, Leon, Theodore, and the others did not notice Gilbert from the distance. "Theodore, what do you want?" Iris asked. "Iris Young, this is between me and this kid. Stay out of it. I don't want to hurt that pretty face of yours!" Theodore smirked devilishly as he scanned Iris's enticing features and seductive curves greedily. Like Anson, Theodore was one of the infamous playboys in Springfield City and was known to be as despicable as Anson.

I grinned and it feels sooo good using my facial muscles again. “Good. Now get out of the garage before Xavier finds you and comes up with some excuse to extract more blood.” Theodore was already gathering his papers. “I’m flying back to the city tomorrow. We’ll discuss terms and prenup and timeline. All the fun stuff that comes with marrying a billionaire sociopath.” “He’s not a sociopath.” “He absolutely is and you know it.” Theodore smiled for the first time since the call started. “But he’s our sociopath now. Goodnight, Morana.”

Theodore glared at him as he shoved him aside and unsheathed his sword. “Don’t. Don’t mention her in front of me. She’s already been fucking with my head, I can not have any more distractions-Hey! What’re you doing?!” Theodore panicked as Ezra giggled before tightening his hold over his waist as his hard erection poked Theodore’s ass. “Don’t worry. We can have a threesome, what say?” Theodore frowned and twisted his lips before slamming his elbow into Ezra’s stomach as he grunted. “Who’re you and what have you done to my Ez?” Theodore raised his sword. Ezra grunted bending over.

Progress. In the coming weeks, Damian found a way to reach my new number and hasn’t stopped blowing up my phone with texts asking us to meet. He swears he’ll give me the space I need and in the next minute, he’s doing the exact opposite. I swear it’s like that man is bipolar by default. “Then hear him out.” I flinch. “Jesus Christ!” I turn around to see Theodore standing behind me with a glass of wine in hand. He’s wearing one of those crisp white shirts and grey pants. It’s like he doesn’t know how to wear anything less than classy.

I want to slap that arrogant smirk right off his stupidly handsome face. "Jesus, Max." Theo steps forward. "I'm so sorry about him," he says to me, his voice gentle and genuinely apologetic. "He thinks charm means bulldozing through every conversation." He extends his hand with careful deliberation, waiting for my permission rather than demanding it, unlike his brother. "I'm Theodore Ashford. The one with actual manners." Max snorts. "Boring manners." "And this caveman," Theodore continues with practiced patience, "is unfortunately my older brother, Maximilian. Though most people just call him Max. Or 'that asshole,' depending on the day."

Theo wanted him gone from Ariadne’s life, while the other man wanted him out of his own. “I’m Theodore Lee. I always achieve what I want,” Theo declared confidently as he stood before a gated property. He grinned, already envisioning the outcome they both desired.

How can such a beautiful and calm creature like him exist and some people are still crushing on Axel, my lips lit up to a smile before I nodded. Suddenly it doesn't even hurt anymore, him saying Axel's fake girlfriend just seemed right, after all I am his fake girlfriend, and after this fake relationship ends, I hope I can get a chance to get to know this guy. He stretched his hand also smiling "well nice to meet you Scarlet" he said his voice soft and calm, my smile widened when I took his hand and shake it. "Nice to meet you too" I stated, genuinely happy of meeting him. "Oh my bad... I am Theodore, but everyone calls me Theo I am Axel's best friend" he stated still keeping that soft smile

The memory of Vernon's form on those tiles flashed through his mind and he closed his eyes, a sharp exhale escaping his lips. The sound of approaching footsteps had him opening his eyes to see Theodore running toward them, a leather bag in hand. His friend panted, stopping in front of him. "I got here as soon as I could." "How is he?" Xavier shrugged. "They haven't said anything." Theodore nodded and looked around, gaze falling on Marcus. His eyes widened before he cleared his throat, straightening his suit. Xavier rolled his eyes and looked away. Theodore extended a hand toward Marcus. "Hi. I'm Theodore Dellucci."