Ticci Toby X Sally Novels & Stories

“That’s Tobey.” As if summoned by his own name, Tobey came running toward them, pushing a toy truck overflowing with grass, sand, leaves, and several unidentifiable treasures collected with great importance. The wheels refused to turn. He stopped in front of Alicia, brows knitted in deep confusion. “Mommy… It’s broken.” She crouched beside him. “Maybe it’s just tired.” Then she looked up. “Tobey, this is Teddy. An old friend of mine.”

“I’ve heard it said there are lots of explosions in the area. Come back safe, honey. We’re counting on you.” I wished she hadn’t chosen to share that with me. To make matters worse there was a thunderstorm the next day. Each cloud collision was unnerving and then there was that shaky descent in a cage which seemed on the point of collapse. Ricky seemed to have cheered up recently. He’d met Sally. “My chosen mate,” he confided. “An Omega?” “Who cares? She has a good heart and very big – ” “Okay, I get the picture,” I said, hoping his sudden crush would pass.

I couldn’t help noticing that Taylor grinned as well at his playful ribbing as I rolled my eyes. “Go fetch! Get the ball girl!” Toby cooed, tossing the tennis ball across the training field. “What the hell Tob?” I demanded. Taylor shifted and ran after the ball. “Seriously Taylor? Don’t encourage him!” Toby doubled over in laughter as Taylor returned, dropping the ball at his feet with a wolfy grin. I knew he was only playing along because Toby was his mate and these little games made Toby happy. Thankfully, Barb stepped in to tell us lunch was ready before Toby could take his teasing any further. Even with the irritation his jokes brought, I was thrilled I could finally share my true nature

Sally waved, her eyes sparkling, and sat down beside me. She began to sign, her hands moving deftly as she communicated with me. I watched, my heart warming at the familiar gestures. "You met with Colby when I left, right?" Sally signed, her eyebrows raised in inquiry. I nodded, feeling a twinge of indescribable feelings because it reminded me of the annoying and awkward conversation we had today. "Yeah, I did meet him. What's up?" Sally leaned in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "So, what did he tell you?" she signed, her hands moving swiftly. "Did he tell you the person he likes?"

Suddenly missing my Gucci guy I decided to text him. Hey you. I'm at my shrink, still got a couple of minutes to spare. Just thought I text you. Miss U. *Lori His reply came seconds later. Hey baby, I'm about to board. Will text later after I arrive in a couple of hours. Miss U too. *James

"If you do, we'll miss the afterparty. I'll go get changed—Don't run off." "Promise," grinned Sy, accepting his own bottle of water from Cynthia. I noticed how Toby took tentatively by Sy as I sidled away through the backstage crew. As far as I knew, Toby still hadn't had so much as a conversation with Sy since we'd been on tour, in a bizarre and sudden case of starstruck shyness. Strong, bold Toby, completely at a loss.

Stacy was simply amazing. “Only where - at Jason’s mansion...that is all I know. I don’t know when,” I lifted my shoulders and stared at Toby when I suddenly realized something. “It is not Friday night, why is Toby performing?” “Oh! The hottie you were just making out with? And to answer your question - the birthday guy’s party was planned a few days back, and they asked for live performance,” Stacy explained and went to get an order on the far side of the counter.

“We’re trying to undo Morgana’s mind control on Toby.” “Let’s just leave him mind f-ked,” Aislen suggested. “I think it’s actually an improvement to his personality.” “She doesn’t mean that,” Bianca said to Toby. “You’ll get used to her. “ “No, he won’t,” Aislen sat down and crossed her legs. “And he’s staying dressed too,” she added when Toby reached for his t-shirt. He looked at Bianca, who rolled her eyes, before shrugging and sitting opposite to Aislen, their knees not quite touching.

she says, trying to hide her exhaustion. Troy doesn’t respond immediately. His gaze is fixed on me, and for a moment, it’s like no one else exists. Sally clears her throat, snapping him back to reality. “Uh, right? Just give me a cake, and I’ll be at that corner,” he says, gesturing vaguely toward a table before walking away. Sally shoots me a knowing look with one eyebrow raised. “You know he likes you,” she says, a smirk tugging at her lips.

Tate turned to Toby and uttered, “You’re my Gamma, minister. You’re bound to stand with your Alpha.” Toby smirked as everyone started chuckling and he rebutted, “Unless you stand against the queen, in which case, you’re on your own. The most humiliating thing to have written on my tombstone would be ‘slaughtered by a five feet creature’.” Christian snorted and started chuckling, so did Weaver. For some reason, Xandar had the urge to correct Toby, “Lucy is actually five-foot three after being marked, Toby.” This made Christian laugh even louder.