Ticci-toby Personality Novels & Stories

“Aside from you being pretty, you exert an aura that I can’t quite put my finger on.” I felt the same thing towards him. I couldn’t discern if it was his aura that made him odd but, at the same time, interesting or his personality that was the complete opposite of me. I couldn’t tell what was it about him that could help me understand why I had the eagerness to learn more. “I think it’s just because I’m unique,” I playfully said as he chuckled. “What else do you need to know about me, Tobias Trevino?” “Oh, please, call me Toby. But I like the way you call me Tobias; it sounds more, fancy.” He leaned closer to me as I backed away to tease him.

I lower her hand and hold it between mine and she makes a small noise. "Mycole told me that Toby was a dangerous guy and he was going to hurt me badly if I didn't leave him, but I didn't want to listen to him either, I thought Toby was just different from other guys. After three months of our relationship, he asked me to move in with him and then I began to see things I'm ways I didn't before. He was an alcoholic addict, he smoked, and did drugs too and was verbally abusive, but just like most girls normally think, I thought I could change him, make him the better person."

Bob continued. Troy's brow creased again. How did he explain Juicy to someone who had never met her? Well he guessed that he started by telling them about all of the qualities that he loved in her. "She's really pretty, but she doesn't completely know it. She's funny too, but again, I know she doesn't try to be. You can look at her and see that something bad has happened to her—in her past. She puts on a tough outer shell; but I can see past it. She reminds me of a hurt kitten; her teeth might bite and her claws might scratch, but they can't hurt you because you know she's more hurt and scared than anything else."

There was a loud gunshot, and Lucas' life was brought to a short, tragic end. Now that Lucas was gone, nobody could control Toby at home anymore, and both Michelle and Wesley were at their wits' end. They wouldn't stop yelling and beating Toby every day, wanting nothing more than for him to go to hell. Finally, one night, Toby couldn't stand it anymore and screamed, "You have no right to tell me what to do! You're not even related to me anyway!" "What… What did you just say?" Michelle asked, stunned. "Lucas is not even my daddy!" Toby screamed. "Mommy told me that my real daddy is a millionaire! He's filthy rich, unlike your son! He's a hundred times better than Lucas!

I hit a massive climax within three minutes, my legs locking around his head. "AH-AH-AH-AHHHH!" Grrrrrrrr! The alarm. "Time," I gasped, breathless and weak, shoving his sweaty chest away. "Step back. Toby. Your turn." Student 5: Toby Toby was the youngest-looking boy, with a face full of freckles. But his cock was a surprise—it was dark, heavy, and extremely vein-y. He looked terrified as he climbed over me, his hands shaking as he touched my waist.

The crunch of gravel was easier than the chaos in my head. Later, in the student council room, I buried myself in paperwork. Routine, calm, controllable. But none of it could erase what happened. “What do you think of Bianca?” I finally asked through the silence. Toby glanced at me like it was a trick question, or just happy I was finally talking again. “What I think doesn’t matter. She’s Royal. We don’t get to judge the princess.” “That’s not what I asked.” He exhaled. “She’s… powerful. Acts like it. Beautiful. But sometimes…” He paused. “She’s mean, Callum. She isn’t like the female alpha everyone thought she’d be.”

He said coldly, "I'm just disciplining you on behalf of your parents." "Bah! Chase Collins, stop pretending! I've heard these words countless times. You're just jealous and envious of me, and that's why you hate me! Haha, I'm telling you, you're a waste! You're destined to rely on others your whole life! What right do you have to fight me?!" Toby laughed wildly, almost insane. His mindset had long been twisted. He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. "In that case, I'll send you on your way," Chase sighed.

“We’re not even going to put that thought into words, okay, B? Don’t do it. That doesn’t need to be a conversation.” “Aislen Carter?” Toby asked. Bianca and Aislen both turned to look at him. He looked between them perplexed by their scrutiny. “He’s cute enough,” Bianca gave a slight shrug. “In a jock square jawed leading the church choir sort of way. Not my type at all.” “Well, duh,” Aislen muttered. “And Toby would probably immolate if he stepped foot in a church.” “Car,” Toby protested indignantly.

"Yes. Was it because of what you would benefit from him, the fact that he's older or because he's good to you" "Nico..." "I just need to know the truth, Rita. I really did not come here to fight with you but I have been trying to make sense of a lot of things for sometime now and it's hard" "You really want an explanation?" "I want the truth" She sighed. "I agreed to date Toby because I was caught up in everything about him. He was handsome and confident and he spoiled me with gifts. He looked the type of dude straight out of a 90s millionaire movie"

And exhausted. "She told me." "But not me?" He explodes, "why don't you go and ask her yourself." I don't want to come off as whiny, but what the fuck, guy. How do I not know these things. Tobi takes a deep breath, exhales, says, "You know how you behave now. You are asking odd questions at every point in time— Are you serious with this. How I behave? So I behave in a certain way that's obnoxious and nobody ever thought to tell me.