Persona 3 Theodore Novels & Stories

"I want to see it for myself. Who is the idiot that dares to seduce Thea and actually succeeds? I want to see if he has grown three heads and six arms..." William had just walked out of the living room when he saw Thorne and Thea standing in front of him, their fingers intertwined. He was startled and took a step back. "Is this... a clone?" "Jade, when did overseas clones become so realistic?" Thorne smiled and said, "Dad." A clear and melodious voice came. "Damn, are the foreigners' skills so awesome? Can they even imitate voices?" Thorne walked over, opened his arms, and embraced William. "Dad, I am Theodore, a genuine Theodore. Not a robot."

I have to go and check the security around the pack land. “Yeah sure” I waved him off and gulped down the content of my glass. “Later!” I nodded and glanced back at Theodore who couldn’t wipe the smirk off his face. “What??” “I can’t believe it. “ A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Believe What??” A scoff escaped my lips. “That you, a cold-hearted beast, women hater will fall in love with his mate on the first encounter.” “ A cold hearted beast?” I chuckled.

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He never was. Then, from the shadows, a figure stepped forward. Tall, dark, and surrounded by an aura of cold malice. Theodore. “You’ve come,” he said, his voice smooth, almost too calm. “I’ve been expecting you.” I stepped forward, positioning myself between him and Quinn. “This ends today, Theodore.” He chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement. “You think you can stop me? You’re nothing but pawns in a game that’s already been decided.”

Dare I say, he's even sweeter than Grimsborrow's white knight. "Theodore says a lot of crap. I'm guessing you believed him. He's the good guy. The saint everyone trust. Theodore has done nothing wrong to anyone." He sounded more defeated than annoyed. I've always seen Theo as the pinnacle of nice guys. He's so sweet. No one has anything bad to say about him. And if they did, who would believe them? "I told him that the person he's talking about doesn't sound like you." Griffin bats a lash at me. I found myself feeling mildly disturbed by the shock and drop of his jaw. Like he expected me to say something else.

He seemed surprise, but a flicker of affection lit his eyes as he realized who she was “Babe!” Theo shrieked, leaning in for a kiss. The girl laughed, then turned to look at me. “Oh, hey! Are you Vera?” I stood frozen, processing that Theo now had a girlfriend. “Oh, Vera! Meet Sienna.” Theo introduced. “Sienna, this is Vera, my best friend.”

he said, "What do you want to know?" I thought for a moment. "What's your name?" I asked, "Your real name." He smiled, "Theodore." "Theodore," I repeated. He let out a short laugh, "Not what you were expecting?" I shrugged, "I was expecting Lucifer or Hades or something along those lines," I said. "No. Not quite," he said with a grin, "The name Theodore means a gift from the Goddesses." I narrowed my eyes, "Hmmm. A gift to who exactly?"

Rhea said, pushing her annoying elder brother, away from the spot where stood by the door, Theodore looked at her with knowing eyes and left his spot in front of her, allowing her to space. If he hadn't moved from that spot, there was no way Rhea would have been able to force him, Theodore Robinson, the third born and second son, was so muscular that his appearance screamed steroids, his hair was shaved closed to his scalp. He was also six foot tall and had the most murderous glare, he looked nothing like his twenty years; opposing his scary looks, he was actually a big ole teddy bear, he was the brother Rhea was closest too and she called him Teddy.

To be honest, he's more beautiful than handsome. Yep. The girls are gonna be all over this one. He handed the note back to me and I took it from him, and left the principal's office. Despite my head start, he soon caught up to me. The hallway was quiet and an awkward silence filled the air. He spoke first however. "My name's Theodore Thorsen the Third. But since you'll be working for me this month, I suppose you could call me Theo," he said, his voice deeper than I expected.

*CHRIS* Work was still bustling with customers needing various things. I was fine with that until I encountered Theodore. That encounter was truly dreadful. He’s such a pain in the ass that I believe he wakes up and devises ways to ruin others’ days. Today, I was unfortunately on his list. Theodore was an elderly, frail man with bowed legs and a cane. He had white hair on the sides of his head but a bald middle. He wore thick, square glasses that often dangled around his neck on a string instead of resting on his face.