Theodore Nott Fancast Novels & Stories

"C-Commander!" Theodore immediately stopped, making me groan for the eleventh time. "Please!" I begged him when he stood up and made me arch my back to bestow his attention in my n i p p l e s. "I want to c u m, commander. Please let me c u m..." I murmured and gasped at how he was paying equal attention to my mounds. "No," Theodore whispered huskily in my ear. His tongue glided to my earlobe down to the slender of my neck. "I love seeing your frustration, moonshine." I could almost tell that he was grinning.

He followed her and greeted her mother. She asked her daughter what’s happened, and she muttered something in her mother’s ears. There the tribal leader Dasan and Marcus were also present. He must have talked about this. Theodore greeted them. “Theodore, give us some time to think,” Dasan said. “Sure,” Theodore nodded. “I hope you advise your niece,” Marcus said. Then then friends joined the others. Knowing that Theodore has found his mate, all of his friends came there to congratulate him. “What did you do her? She looks scared,” Zac jokes.

"Hello, Theodore." The young man's tanned face flushed with color, and he scratched his head, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. He was tall, around six feet one inch, dressed simply in a worn T-shirt and shorts, and wore leather sandals. He looked both sturdy and endearing when he smiled. Hank quickly intervened, pushing him aside. "Get out of the way, you country bumpkin! You're embarrassing us!" But Theodore seemed unaffected by Hank's rudeness, still basking in the joy that Christine had called out his name.

Owen explains looking down at his watch whilst clicking stop on the recorder, getting up from his chair and about to leave the room. “Oh, and I request those cameras and any other recordings in this room to be turned off, unless you would like Miss Hart to sue you.” Theodore smiled knowing what was going to happen, with a grunt, Owen switched a switch on the side of the room causing each light on the cameras above to turn off, before he fully leaves. I sigh a little looking down as Theodore opens up his briefcase where a notebook sat inside, without taking it out, he writes down a note sliding over the case to me. It read.

Her tone sharpened slightly. “Not when I’m having this much fun,” I shot back smoothly. “Fun? Do you even know what that is, Mr. Carter?” Lauren countered, her tone just as provoking. Excited, Theodor decided to jump in. “Fairy always plays with me!” he said, hesitating a little. “You never do, Uncle.” I frowned. “Oh, really?” I scratched my chin and tilted my head at him, watching as he nodded frantically. “She runs with me, plays hide-and-seek, tells me bedtime stories…” Theodor added, defending his precious nanny.

If I were being honest, I might’ve been a little jealous. Even Josh Maddox and Nathan Blanchard, who at first glance looked like your average high school jocks with no brain and even less personality, had consistently been at the top of their classes. Behind the goofy grins and insane pranks, they managed to hand in every assignment on time and were competent enough to hold a debate with the best of us. Then there was Theodore Reed. He didn’t look like he belonged with them. Too calm. Too composed. Like the kind of guy who should’ve been grading papers, not setting off fire alarms with the other two. But he did belong—in that strange, grounded way that kept the rest of them from going comple

"What? He's not around? Is he really not around, or is he simply avoiding me?" The color drained from the assistant's face. She did not know how to respond to this, and just as she was beginning to panic, Felix strode out from behind her, grinning. He reached out to shake Theodore's hand. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Eaton. I had just gotten back to the office, and I came down here as soon as I heard you were looking for me." Theodore's expression relaxed when he saw that Felix had shown up. He shook Felix's hand, smiling. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Lloyd. My name is Theodore Eaton, and I'm the manager of Celestial Enterprise."

However, he could only give him the judge’s assistant’s number. Theodore’s expression looked a bit ugly, but it was already a pretty good feat. He did not hesitate and immediately dialed the number. The phone rang a few times before the other person picked up. “Hello. Who’s this?” He could tell that the other person sounded sleepy. The person was probably woken up by his call. Theodore could care less at this point. He gave the judge’s assistant a polite chuckle. “Hello, I’m Theodore from Lane’s Group. I’m making this call because I really need your help. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely compensate you properly for your troubles.

Endora tried to understand why she introduced herself as Tee. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall a thing, as if someone had wiped her memory like a clean board. No matter how hard she tried, the result was always negative. ‘I don’t love him, Mom. I will never The only reason I’m with him is because of his grey eyes, as Theodore said. Who was Theodore? Was this the name of the character in the movies, like Doctor Stephen Strange?

Theodore stared at his phone and gasped in amusement. "He dares hang up on me? This little piece of sh*t," he muttered. After a few hours, the sun was almost setting in and Theodore was still restless. His wife wasn't home yet and neither was his daughter. He only relied on Nikolas for the information he needed. He looked down on himself and realized that he hadn't taken off the clothes he had on since morning. "Oh, god damn it!" He cussed. Entering the bathroom, he peeled off his clothes and dumped them in the laundry basket before taking a quick shower.