Ticci Toby Backstory Novels & Stories

Raleigh is a wolf/goddess, that has no idea that she is. Her mother has had her wolf and magic bound. Her mother believes that she is part of a destiny. One that involves, Prince Chris, whose father has also bound his powers. Both being descendants of god's, and in Rae's case, a goddess. They can control elements. Rae's is the wind while Chris controls storms. They have a job to do. Neither know of their powers until they are awakened. No one knows that Hades is coveting Rae. She's powerful being a full blown goddess that has been given powers. He wants her with him and Persephone.He hides in the shadows and commits a series of murders to attempt to keep people away from her. What he doesn't realize is that Rae is fated to, not just one but, two mates. One Alpha wolf and one demi god. Prince Chris has a destiny. He's told at a young age that he is going to have a destined queen but that he won't know who she is until the goddess tells him. In an effort to respect that queen, and his best friend, he decides to break his best friends heart. She can never know how much he truly loves her. Toby, watches Rae grow up with a sense of needing to protect her. With wolves being almost extinct, he never expects to find his fated mate. When he does, he has to leave her in the midst of girls being murdered that are similar to her. What happens when they find out that they are all fated? Will they accept it? What happens when they find out has a secret child? What happens when they bring the attention of the hunters? Will Rae fulfill her destiny?

For the past three months, I've slept only three hours every day just so my team and I can create an app. Thanks to our hard work, the app goes absolutely viral to the point we've garnered over 100 million registered users on the first week of its launch. At the afterparty, my wife, Stacie Woodward, announces that her godbrother, Tory Frost, who's the PR manager, will be the one receiving the million-dollar bonus. She then tosses me a few 50% discount coupons that can be used in shopping malls as my bonus. "You're just a code monkey—why do you need that much money anyway? You can have these discount coupons. Use them on anything you want. At least buy some nice clothes for yourself. Don't go around wearing these rags. You'll just end up humiliating me more." I plead to her in a low tone, "Have you gone crazy, Stacie? My dad needs the money for the best medication in order to save his life! Can you please stop joking around?" But Stacie clings to Toby's arm, looking high and mighty. "Your dad's dying, isn't he? He might as well stop wasting the public resources! I can always choose him a better grave and hold a nice funeral for him when his time comes!" As I look at Stacie's smug face, I just smile at her instead of getting mad at her. She must have forgotten that the app's core algorithm and the user growth model are built using my private, undisclosed technology stack. That means the copyright is mine and has nothing to do with the company. I just smile while nodding at Stacie. That night, I activate the technology stack's self-destruct and migration protocols.

I let Gideon mark me again. Then, I put my Alpha mate up for rent. The fragile widow of his dead Beta, Civian, always found excuses to drag him out of our bed. I stopped crying over the possessive pull of our Mate bond. Instead, I just charged her by the hour. 100,000 an hour during the day. 200,000 at night. Triple on full moons. In just three months, my offshore account grew by nearly twenty million. He had promised to take me to the werewolf auction to buy some rare herbs. But that woman called, crying that her wolf was out of control and desperately needed soothing. I didn't even blink. I just pulled out my phone and started the timer. Midnight. Burning up with fever from the pills I took to suppress my heat, he was driving me to the Pack hospital. That woman called again, shaking because she had a nightmare about Civian’s bloody death. I calmly signaled him to pull over and drop me at the next intersection. Seeing the flicker of struggle in his eyes, I just smiled lazily. "Just don't forget to pay." Then came the day of our daughter Mia’s checkup at The Pack's Gene-Therapy Center. The woman called again. "Toby's first shift is coming up. He really needs a strong Alpha to guide him through this dangerous time..." Gideon hung up the phone. He turned, guilt flashing in his eyes, and started to kneel before our daughter to explain. But Mia just held out her little hand, copying me exactly. "It's okay, Daddy. Just pay up. It's a full moon today, so that’s triple."