Tobi Novels & Stories

I asked James. "Yeah! You know it's like you, so you're attracted to the painting and easily understand it, " he said and smiled. "I'm not weak inside, James," I protest. "Because that's what you believe Marie Violet Black." I frowned. "What's with the full name?" I asked. "I just love saying it." I was surprised by what he said. I just shook my head and looked at the clock. It will be at noon. "It's lunchtime. I think I'll leave first. "

I can hear him shouting to me as the door shuts , no I need to see my brother . Tobius hates Cicero , he has told me on many occasions to wake up and see him for what he is . Tobius is a dark fae , but he has no interest in power . He loves female company, always has . The princess is his type , beautiful, well presented , feminine . Not the little mutt , no she is too mouthy for Tobius , not to mention the god awful way she dresses . I think if I swap the princess for help getting rid of the little mutt my brother would be willing to help .

Then why does he keep staring like he wants to rip me apart. “You two are were right?” Tobi asked curiously. My eyes locked with Evanna’s. “Yes, we are. I assume you are the same?” She responded smoothly. “Just me. Lance is hybrid,” Tobi shrugged and my eyes darted to him once again. He did look it for sure. “I know what you're probably thinking ‘oh he's dangerous’ and all that but Lance is actually one of the sweetest people i have ever met and I'm reallg lucky to have him as a friend.”

His brown eyes scanning for Toby, it's the first time they meet, I only told him I got someone for him and that he need help. "Is he okay?" Elijah asks looking at the sleeping baby in my arms. "Elijah this is Toby, he's a mixed classification he's a kitten" I say and his mouth falls open.

There he actually stayed. A few days after the argument, the same Tom, fiddling with the baby, in a fit of emotion, lisped: "Eensy-weensy, foxy-puppy tapy." Something like: "Uchi-way, little fox - stomp." Such a structure could have been built by Keith, who was very free with the languages ​​she spoke. But Tom built it. And this short perky "Tapi" clung, got accustomed, approached the kid's murzilka so much that it completely replaced the very name because of which his adoptive parents argued so much.

“They are not only animals but my life, Noelle. They are like my family. I have been taking care of them like my own kids. I feed them, clean them and play with them. It makes me alive. I don’t want Luther’s bastard’s men near them. Neither does Luther have enough patience nor do his men to deal with my pets.” I smiled, remembering Luther’s jaguars. “Luther has also friends in the forest.” “Yore and Lola…” he laughed when he recognized them. “I thought you would freak out after.…” “I was…” I cut him off. “They just scared the shit out of me.” “I could tell…,” he studied my expression. “Is there anything going on between you two besides sex?” “Don’t you think this is quite personal?” I snappe

MUNA Seeing Grant's possessive side makes me wish it wasn't just all about his pride and instead about his feelings for me- Muna "I didn't expect Tobi to do that. We were at a fundraiser for his mother's charity foundation and he told me he had a disagreement with Rainer. I was only comforting him when all of a sudden, he kissed me. You must know that Tobi is from a wealthy and influential family. Everything he does gets caught on camera," I explained.

Tiff laughed at his pouting and then said, “You’re going to have two people waiting for you at home soon.” “Two people?” He said, looking at her curiously. Then she started rubbing her stomach and nodded. “Me and our pup.” She said, and Jaxon and I start smiling at Tobias’ reaction. It looks like his brain stopped functioning. “Toby?” Tiff said, worried about his reaction. I’m not worried though. He is in shock, but not the bad kind. He blinked and then he smiled widely reaching for Tiff’s stomach. “You’re sure?”

“What are you doing here?” “I need to talk,” he said, voice low. “Before you get too comfortable.” Maya’s chest tightened. She didn’t want to talk. She wanted to run. But she didn’t. “What is it?” she asked cautiously. Tobi’s eyes flicked around—checking if anyone was watching. Then he leaned closer, whispering: “You think he’s perfect, don’t you? You think he’s everything I’m not.” Maya hesitated, trapped between fear and old longing.

Vivienne Duarte had spent her youth supporting her husband, pouring all her time and dreams into his ambitions. Married for years and neglecting her own life and career, she believed everything would be fine as long as she remained the dutiful wife. But she was wrong. She wasn’t enough. When Vivienne discovered her husband, Marco, was cheating on her with his first love, the same woman who had once left him for another man, her world shattered. And when she confronted him, Marco didn’t even deny it; instead, he coldly suggested a divorce, breaking her heart into a thousand pieces. Devastated and numb, Vivienne drowned her sorrows at a bar, where a single reckless night led her into the