Tobias Eaton Novels & Stories

They want to keep our people, especially the children and Omegas safe from harm when war comes. “Tobias doesn’t want to come,” Damien groans. “Something about being fat and out of shape. I told him he is still handsome but he just keeps complaining that he will never get his body back.” “It takes time and now that you both have been cleared to get back to training, he’ll be his usual buff self in no time,” I reply. “I feel like a cow,” Tobias complains. He is adorable, but he can’t see that, only that his body isn’t what he is used to it being.

I shook the thought away. Tobias smirked at us, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Well, I’m heading to bed, kids. Just one thing: don’t disrespect my house. You know what I mean. No sex under my roof if you can help it. I know you two are dying to mate, but respect an old man, yeah?” I laughed. “We won’t be having sex, Gamma Tobias. I promise.” “Good. Goodnight.” He pulled Elena into a warm hug, then shook my hand firmly before disappearing into his room.

Tobias hazards, wincing as he pushes back his messy auburn hair with a hand. I swivel toward him and take a few steps in his direction. “Well it looks like you hooked up with Tayla last night, dude.” “Okay, then yeah,” he admits with another wince. “It’s exactly what it looks like.” I snort a laugh, shaking my head. “Damn. I thought for sure you had better taste than that.” “She just showed up at my room last night!” Tobias exclaims, throwing his hands up. “What kinda guy could turn that down?”

“Did you forget how to do your own laundry, or are you just here for the free food?” “I am here to remind you that I am still the favorite child,” I shot back, kicking the socks away. “And my laundry is already clean, thank you very much.” Tobias walked over and stole a piece of bread from the counter, dodging our mother’s wooden spoon. He chewed loudly, leaning against the refrigerator and studying me. He tilted his head. “What?” I asked, suddenly defensive. “Nothing,” he said slowly. “You just look weird.” “I look the exact same.”

Tobias has been dead for a pretty long while now and Damon expected his employees to have been worried at the very least. “And his business? Is it still running?” He asked. “Yes, it is, very well,” Aaron replied promptly. He turned to Alex and David. “We should take a walk there, what do you say?” Alex’s look remained neutral as he nodded wordlessly. “That is certainly necessary,” David said. “Take the body away and keep him properly, we’ll need proper identification from his employees,” Damon said before walking away with the other two men. He was onto something, he knew it. This man Tobias, there were so much bigger things linked to him, and he couldn't wait to unearth this… He had been a

The clinking of silver forks and knives against porcelain plates was the only sound filling the main dining room of the Watson estate. Dinner that evening felt painfully stiff and cold. At the head of the table, Mr. Watson sat with his chest puffed out, while Anthony stared down at his food as though it were poisoned. But that night, one additional seat was occupied. Tobias. He had returned to Eastbourne after hearing the shocking news of Bastian’s arrest that had spread throughout the entire city.

He introduced himself, looking at me with a friendly smile on his face. “Cory,” I said in a low tone. “Nice to meet you, Cory. So, what do you say? We ditch this dump and have a drink?” he asked. I took one last lingering glance at Anton. He wasn’t interested in me. He was busy with some woman, the kind that he would love to be seen with. “Sure, there’s nothing that we are doing here,” I relented. Tobias laughed, “My man. I stashed away the very best. Anton’s favourite,” he winked.

Tobias said, not looking up from the bacon he was eating. "You're eating my breakfast." "I'm keeping morale high." From the living room, I heard Avery’s voice. It had that familiar tone that meant she was trying very hard to stay patient with me. "Wyatt." I set the spatula down."Yes?" "My feet." "What about them?" "They belong higher." I dried my hands on the dish towel and went to grab the footstool she’d kicked aside. Behind me, Tobias told Nate. “He’s her butler now.”

Although I can’t vent my whole problems and misery with her, having her with me really gave me peace. The day quickly came to an end when we heard Eaton and other warriors outside, heading to the house. Me and my mom were watching some movies on the TV. Our heads were turned to the door as Eaton entered the room along with 2 other men i know, Adrian, one of Toby’s closest friend, and Dean. “You both had a good time?” Eaton asked as the other men headed to sit in the couch and started attacking the snacks me and mom have all over the coffee table.

She then leaned toward Tobias and muttered, "You have to get rid of Eden this instant and not let Ashton get to her. Otherwise, all our work will be for nothing!" Tobias furrowed his brow and asked gravely, "You want me to kill her now? I haven't even had a taste of her yet. It'd be a shame to let her die before I have my way with her. That brat won't be able to touch us for a good while since there's a barrier blocking him. I'll be done with her in five minutes!" He then ripped open his shirt and fixed his gaze on Eden with a ravenous intensity. He swallowed greedily, looking like a predator ready to pounce on its prey.