Timothy Tmnt Novels & Stories

Trevor pointed at the dream-catcher who just reported the whereabouts of Timothy. “My Lord... He…he wants to talk to you.” The dream-catcher reported shrieked. “Fine…Link us.” Trevor ordered the man and he closed his eyes. Within no time, he could see Timothy sitting on a royal black horse dressed in royal clothes with a sinister smile plastered over his face giving off a dangerous aura. “I thought it will take some time. But you are quick. I must admit that King Dankein Cosh has brave soldiers.” Timothy said with the mind-link.

He stood there, a wall of solid muscle, looking down at Timothy with a dark, amused hunger. "My magic doesn't work," Timothy whispered, the realization hitting him harder than the sedative. "You didn't just lock the door. You suppressed the nerve-links." "Safety first," Kan murmured. "I want your name," Timothy demanded, his fingers curling into fists. "I want to know exactly who I’m going to gut when I get out of this cage." Kan let out a short, sharp bark of a laugh. "Good luck with that, pet." The word 'pet' snapped the last thread of Timothy’s restraint. He lunged, his palm connecting with Kan’s cheek in a resounding crack. He didn't care about the tiger. He didn't care about the Blackwe

As if I could ignore the rising tension in the room. “I’m not worried about that, idiot.” Timmy is on the other side of the couch, still wearing that permanent scowl. He’s dressed in a black T-shirt with some quote from an old horror movie, tight jeans, and boots. His hair now dyed pink, adds a rebellious touch to his whole vibe. I cross my arms and turn my attention back to Gutemberg. “Did you get in?” My voice comes out anxious. He gives a small nod. “I’ve got the password, but I can only log in after the scheduled time. They’re very strict about that. If we try early, we’ll be blocked.” His voice is calm, but the weight of that information makes my stomach churn.

Still, his curiosity kept growing, and it felt like his peace was at stake if he didn’t ask. “Jacob, let’s head out already. I’ll get the new gaming system. This time I’m going all in — I want to shop for all the best versions out, buddy. But before that, we’re going out for fun,” Timmy said playfully in his usual tone. He always had that friendly smile on his face. Actually, this was a side of Timmy that not many knew. He treated others differently from how he treated Jacob — almost as if there was some kind of connection between them.

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If he’d combed his hair in recent history, there was no evidence of it. “Hi, I’m Timothy! It’s so good to meet you at last.” Not knowing what else to do, Billie stuck out her hand, and, after looking at her outstretched palm for a moment, he shook it. ‘Tiger Man’ had strong, tough hands. She could feel the calluses on his palms when he touched her. “Hello, Timothy.” Then, as he studied the expression on her face, his eyes began to twinkle. “Not the place your dates usually take you, huh?”

I almost laughed imagining Timothy as a pre-teen, so innocent and full of wonder. “Hey, I was all about the Fantastic Four,” Timothy continued, brushing the bangs out of his eyes. “Sometimes I wish I could stretch my arms that long, or even be impenetrable like The Thing!”

“Come sit here.” “Father suddenly became very busy after the pilgrimage at the king’s tomb this morning. So I decided to stay late and help him for a while.” Timothy spoke while kept smiling at Selena, and then his gaze switched to the handsome man who sat next to him. He didn’t recognize him at first, though he was familiar with the omega scent. “You must be Jeremiah; I am Timothy Whitewood, Selena’s mate.” Timothy was observing him from head to toe, “I must admit you look so different after cleaning.”

"Gideon!" He stumbled forward, tears and snot running down his face. "Gideon, you're finally here!" Timmy was just 14 years old. Though his combat skills were average, he was a genius with a remarkably high IQ, excelling in various technological fields. He could even hack into the national security systems of powerful countries and extract intelligence. Timmy hadn't been brought to Oasis Vale by Gideon. He was a distinguished expert hired for a substantial fee by Cipher. Ian had been impressed by his tech skills, which were invaluable for intelligence gathering and greatly benefited Cipher.

He belongs to the supernaturals but not as an Angel or a demon. • Timothy Jones: He's a seventeen-year-old bunny boy (has bunny teeth). He's 179cm tall (5'10ft) and weighs around 65 kg (143 lbs). MBTI type: ISFJ. He's cute as hell, owning the shiniest pair of big doe eyes. Not to forget that he's a muscle pig, protective of everyone he loves. Timothy is a coconut head with thick brownish hair. This stupid boy took up special tests and studied hard to jump a year, and as a result, he's in the same year as Sofia and Scarlet. Being the youngest, he's cherished and protected by everyone even though a single punch from him can break the opponent's jaw. Favorite color: Red. Zodiac: Virgo. He has a