Theodore X Eleanor Novels & Stories

She sipped the coffee, sharp bitter flavor flooding the back of her tongue. “That’s when you met Elise.” “Theodore reached out to me three months after my mother’s death. He said the family would welcome me back — on one condition: I marry his daughter Elise. She was my mother’s niece, Theodore’s third child. Twenty-one at the time, studying art history at Boston University. I’d never laid eyes on her before.” “You agreed.”

“What’s the problem?” “I…” Theodore didn’t want to tell his grandmother that Rosalie was already married. Just as he was thinking of an excuse, his phone dinged. He took it out, and saw a message from Rosalie. [Please come to the restroom, thanks.] He put his phone back in his pocket. “Grandma, I need to use the restroom.” Theodore left the dining room and headed to the restroom. When he got there, Rosalie opened the door for him, pulled him inside, and shut the door with a bang.

And that just confused him even more. For as long as he could recall, Eleanor and he had never had any disagreements. They never fought, never shouted at each other, and never disrespected one another either. There had always been a strange kind of harmony between them, where both of them were free to do as they pleased without interfering in each other’s lives.

Theodore asked. “After Eleanor died.” Theodore closed his eyes. Rain moved over the windshield. Violet could see his pulse at his throat. A muscle jumping in his jaw. The old Theodore was there, pacing behind his skin. But he did not yell. That was worse. “You knew Mercy had worked with Adelaide,” Theodore said. “Yes.” “You knew my father brought you in after the lake.” “Yes.” “You knew I may have seen someone under the dock.” “I suspected.” “You knew Eleanor was chasing Briar.”

“And you let me believe nothing was happening.” Eleanor’s expression softened, but she didn’t move closer. “It wasn’t your time to know,” she said gently. Theo laughed once in what felt like a short, broken sound. “Not my time?” he repeated. “My child is gone and it was never my time to know?” That sentence hung in the air and even Eleanor didn’t respond immediately. Theo ran a hand through his hair, pulling slightly at the strands as if trying to hold himself together. “You people decide everything,” he said, quieter now but shaking with contained fury.

"He doesn't want to talk to me at all." Theodore stood up, dusting his coat. "Vernon is your husband. You'll find a way." He made to enter the omega's room when Xavier's hand grabbed his arm. "What are you doing?" Theodore raised a brow at him. "What does it look like? I'm going to speak to him." He smiled. "We have a lot in common." Xavier's eyes narrowed. "When did you become friends?" "Jealous?" Theodore asked, eyes glinting with mischief.

Irene sneered. "If Isabella knew her place, would Theo have gone looking elsewhere? Just think of both families' reputations and let this slide. I promise Theo will never do it again." I let out a cold laugh and cut off Irene's rambling. "Ten years ago, Theodore stood outside the girls' dorm for three solid months, bringing me breakfast every single day without fail. He swore he'd only marry me in this lifetime, and he was the one who waited outside my lab until dawn just to walk me home.

"Not at all," Theodore's smile deepened in his eyes. "If Prof. Fisher brings Xavier to join us rather than trying to separate Elara and me, I'll certainly be magnanimous enough to welcome them. That would showcase my exceptional character." Leonard cast a cold glance at the fox-like man, his voice frigid. "You're not husband material, yet you keep acting like you are." Theodore's voice was eerily calm. "Better hurry up, Leo. If you don't make your move soon, you won't even have a chance to be the other man."

RHONDA Theodore was the most delusional person I had ever had the misery of knowing. Not wanting to waste my annoyance on him, I allowed him to take some of the food and ate with us around the counter. “Are you ready for your surprise?” he asked Leo once we were done eating. “Yes!” he beamed. “Okay. Come here,” Theodore picked Leo up in his arms and strolled outside with him. The three of us followed closely behind. Outside was a blue children’s truck. A miniature Ford F-150, identical to Theodore’s own

"That is not for us to decide. Whether they take a liking to this world and want to stay is their decision and their alone, and I'm not going to steal that from them. It's the least humane thing I can do." "Humane? Listen to you speaking, Alexandra!" Theodore suddenly snapped and shut up from his chair. "Do you believe it's love and humanity that's gonna help you beat Eleanor. The woman's probably running free right now, planning her next and for all we know, final move, while on a swift vacation. And that child, is only going to become a weakness on e she learns of it." He said with his finger pointed directly at her stomach. Alexandra fell quiet for a few seconds at his words. Not because