Theodore Laurence Novels & Stories

“He studied that zone, and his company was banned from the area recently. I’m guessing His Majesty’s team already briefed him on how those ‘million-dollar’ mines flopped, and he doesn’t want the truth getting out.” “He wants to use us to cover his losses and keep whatever little gold gets pulled out,” Lorenzo said through his teeth, getting it. The doctor nodded. “Whether you believe me or not, that’s your problem,” he said at last, and his gaze slid to me for a second. “Mrs. Greco, a pleasure seeing you again.” That was the last thing he said before he walked to his car. I took a step and closed the door slowly, watching the taillights fade down the cleared path.

Theodore gave a cold smirk. “What’s the matter, Mr. Lancaster? What brings you to my corporation today?” “As far as I recall, our two companies aren’t working on any joint projects at the moment, are they?” Theodore slowly sat down next to Richard, pouring himself a glass of fruit tea. He was composed, unhurried—unlike Richard. Richard’s fury was barely contained; his eyes burned red with rage. “Theodore, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?” Theodore shrugged, playing the innocent.

Theodore laughed proudly at her praise and shrugged. “I know, right?” Lucas looked at the two of them for a moment as if he was witnessing a conversation between two completely insane people before shaking his head in defeat and returning his attention to arranging the decorations on the table. Theodore had been the most famous actor in the world for years now, adored by millions of fans everywhere he went, yet whenever he was at home with us he still acted exactly the same as he always had, joking around and behaving like an ordinary older brother who enjoyed teasing everyone around him.

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.

Laurence asked, “Can we talk alone?” Teddy had looked him up online. He looked like a powerful person. If he could walk into the classroom without permission, he could take him away behind his mother’s back. Teddy recognized danger well. Laurence had not come with good intentions. Was he going to take him away? His mother would be very worried. “No.” “Why not?” “Because I hate you.” Laurence was a little surprised by these words. “You know who I am.” His tone was definite. There was no question about it.

I called him by the name Lyra had earlier, and that seemed to make him chuckle again. “You seem to be in an oddly good spirit; what the hell was that?” Kayla was a few steps away from him, asking. His eyes traveled from Kayla back to me. “I heard she was quite a badass; I wanted to experience it firsthand.” “Who are you?” I couldn't take the curiosity any longer. "Oh, sorry about that; I'm Theodore.” He flashed a smile. Damn, he should have been named Charming instead. “But you can call me Theo instead, and by the moon, I've been dying to meet you.” He hesitated. “Sister,”

He flashed Lauretha an apologetic smile after which he headed off to see who was ringing the alarm. As soon as he left, she exhaled out in relief, wiped her lips and pushed down her dress that had rumpled a bit. She was most grateful to whoever it was at the door. Lucas soon came back in with another man. Fabiano by name and equally tall. A decade before he turns a century old, second in command of the vampire clan, Lucas best friend and right hand man. “Hey Fab!” Lauretha waved. Fabiano grinned. “Fancy seeing you here, Lauretha. What are you up to these days?” they gave each other a bear hug and broke free again.

Theodore seemed to have tightened his jaw again, "Maybe he'll spare some of the older male children. Raise them as his soldiers. But if it's too much trouble or they need too much care, they'll be dead." I swallowed. "How are you so sure?" I asked. He seized up even more and tilted his head back so that his eyes were gazing at the treetops. "He's well known for being ruthless," he said, "It's common knowledge." I shrugged, "To who? Nightingale borders Pheonix yet until this war, none of us had ever heard of him. How are you so familiar with him?" Theodore bit his lip as his arm unravelled from my waist and he took my hand firmly instead.

He closed the door a bit more to let me sleep peacefully without hearing their conversation. "I know it was your family causing trouble to keep me occupied, but such tricks can only delay me temporarily, not forever." Theodore hailed from the Langley family, with the current Duke of Langley being his elder brother. This duke, who always doted on his younger brother, was all too willing to help Theodore out by creating some trouble for Alexander to keep him away from Zurich. When Theodore asked his brother for this favor, especially for the pursuit of a girl, the Duke was thrilled. His brother was finally showing interest in romance!

The man collapsed to his knees. "What is your name?" Tia asked him gently. There was something sensual about her voice, and I smiled at her. "Theodore, Theodore Welsh," He managed. His voice sounded raspy and dry. "Please get him water," Tia pleaded with someone close by and bottled water was brought for Theodore. "Don't rush it," she warned him and watched the guy sip gradually.