Timothy Tmnt Novels & Stories

Tugging on his shirt, the smaller woman asked. “Because I have nothing to say.” He smiled and remained quiet. “Let’s make a toast.” She squeaked again. “To a future we will most likely never see but will be in control of.” The intimidating man boomed. “To it.” They all replied in unison.

Aiden didn’t even give Mordu’s government officials any time of his day. Yet in front of Harvey, he started to bark like a dog… This…this…this… Timothy exclaimed piteously, “Young Master Bauer, who is he anyway?! He doesn’t have the right to…!” Slap! Aiden sent Timothy flying with a harsh slap, not bothered to say anything.

They would screw you up as long as they were not happy with you! They really did not care who you were! As for Timothy’s name, everyone had heard about him. He studied at Mayberry University and was super fierce. Someone had gotten on his nerves a while ago, and he had brought a group of people to that person’s house and messed him up. Yakob was totally incomparable to Timothy, and he was scared.

“You own this place?” “Yes.” “What’s your full name again?” she asked, squinting as she tried to remember. “Timothy Montana.” Vivian’s lips parted in shock. “Wow. Who would have ever guessed that the biker boy I met six months ago is a Montana?” Timothy let out a carefree smile. “I keep a low profile. I’ve never been a fan of attention. But I want yours.” Vivian blushed. “Wow boy, that’s a powerful line.”

I said as I hugged one of Clyde's legs. "Jacob... Calm down... Tell me everything..." he said and held my arm to assure me that everything was going to be alright. "Clyde... There's two people, who were so weird and introduced themselves to me... The first one is a middle-age man and his name is Timothee. I... I was scared of him but there's something within me that says it's like I've known him for a long time. And there's this guy, sama as our age whose name is Minhyun SEO. And I look just like him," I said while trying to calm myself down.

Solenn's Diamond Pack wolves then joined in. "Listen up!" Timothy announced. "I'm Timothy from the Renoir Pack, and I'm challenging the Alpha King to a fight. I'm going to be the next Alpha King." I couldn't help but roll my eyes. He was ready to take me down for Etizia. I thought I was crazy, but Timothy had definitely outdone me in the insanity department. "Think you can beat me?" I snarled.

For a moment, the way he looked at Jessie was a little complicated and hard to understand. Jessie also frowned slightly. She had heard of this Timmy. A while ago, he had been very popular on the Internet. It was said that he had been training in a branch company outside the Horfoud's in order to become the successor of the Horfoud's one day. According to the information on the internet, his age seemed to be around twenty-five or twenty-eight years old. But he looked very young. This R City was obviously so big, but sometimes it was also incomparably small.

she squealed and twirled on her toes. “Shh, Timmy.” Tanya tried to reprimand her but Timmy is just such a jolly kid, such an innocent one that she is not aware of mates yet. And I hope that this little dream of hers would not become a hindrance for her in having a happy life with her mate, for I would not wish her to be involved in a Purloin Fight.

Behind the scenes, Timothy skillfully manipulated the technological department and never once overlooked his exceptional abilities over the years. Soon, the clown faces on the computer screen dimmed one by one. Timothy smirked. "It seems you've found quite a few helpers this time." Caleb exclaimed, "No wonder the opponent has grown so much stronger this time, capable of matching you. It appears they have multiplied in numbers. But this should be easy for you. Go get him now!" "Relax. Take it easy." Timothy gazed at the final illuminated profile picture and abruptly stopped. Caleb glanced and immediately questioned, "Is this the one?"

He just stared at Timothy with something cold in his gray eyes and then looked away like he was bored. Something chilling moved through me. Timothy was answering my mother's questions in short, unbothered sentences concrete dislodged from the upper ledge, structural issue, nobody was hurt and I stood beside him and couldn't stop thinking about Tad's face. The absence of surprise on it. Timothy didn't have enemies that I knew of. He was private, kept to himself, barely showed up to family events. Also Tad was the rightful Davenhall heir, Timothy was his stepbrother from a different mother, had no claim to the company, no reason to be anyone's target