Tobias Eaton Novels & Stories

“Sorry. No offense. You don’t look seventeen and eighteen is all I meant by that. Which is a good thing. You don’t have to suffer the cons of old age so soon. Me? I’m debating whether to ask Toby to convert me into a robot or not. Everyone thinks they would want immortality until they’re actually faced with the choice.” Did he just say…? This time, Beau did stop, his legs stilling just before the entrance. “Hold up. Toby? As in…” Garrett nodded enthusiastically, his spikes flopping a bit. “Tobias Irons. Yup! Biggest name around and my best friend. You could say I’m pretty famous myself.” The lycan never considered himself to be lucky, especially when he was younger, a time when he was desper

“Of course, Maxine. I wouldn’t have it any other way. You will make one hell of a badass godmother.” We hugged again, our friendship grew stronger than ever. But then, a thought crossed my mind, and my smile faltered. “Elena, what about Tobias? I haven’t seen him since I got out of the dungeon. Is he okay? Have you seen or heard from him?” Elena’s expression changed into pity and grew serious. “Tobias has been sent to deal with a group of rogues causing trouble near our borders. He left a few days ago, but he should be back tonight for the festival.”

“Jake Mano,” He answer professionally, taking a moment to regard Tobias from head to toe before asking. “And who may you be?” Of course he already knew the answer to that question, Tobias, without any introduction needed, was a figure of great importance and influences. The whole world knew who he was, so much, that his name was a common search word. Tobias raised an eyebrow. “Tobias,” He answered. “Tobias Larsen, and last I checked, if you want to question someone, it’s only courtesy that you answer one’s question.”

"Leighton, you just need to understand that we're incredibly fortunate to be able to serve him. It's a blessing that can't be earned in several lifetimes. "You must remember, whenever you meet them, you must show them even more respect than you show me!" As Telferry Pavilion was a hub of information, Tobias clearly knew more undisclosed details. "Yes, Boss!" Leighton was also shocked to his core. He now understood why Tobias had acted as he did. It was absolutely justified given that it was Chase Collins himself.

Tobias forced a small smile and wanted to wipe the tears from Alicia's face, but since his wrists were still pinned to the bed, he couldn't. "Now I don't go with the word cool at all right now. I look like a..." Alicia approached and kissed his lips to stop him from finishing his words. He's Damian Howard, the arrogant King of Rogues. She would never allow him to demean himself because of his ruthless and conniving Grandfather. Martin grunted, losing interest in the lovebirds' conversation, and turned to Lee to prepare dinner for him. Tobias whispered to Alicia,"Listen, Allie, Mia left me a shot of epinephrine before she left. Martin's serum's effect on me has weakened. I can now shift once

Dare’s face shifts to a more serious one now, his dark eyes, which are literally black, tilt down, avoiding me, as he scratches his stubble. “Yea, okay. Who is it?” I sit up a little and grab a pen to add their names to my existing list. “First, Tobias is going.” “Toby! Oh, shit! That’s awesome. He and Aurelian are such a fun time. I didn’t think he’d be looking for a mate given his…situation,” I say confusedly as I jot his name down. “He’s not looking for a mate. He’s just helping oversee our pack members since I’m tied up on diaper duty.”

“Why you seem so calm after you hear that, Toby?” Tobias sighed, “I may seem like a heartless person to you, but there’s nothing I can do, I cant cast white magic, remember?” he said while munching the mash potatoes slowly, “besides, being panic and sympathetic won't help the patients to recover, so I was just being realistic and will help with what I can do best.” “And what is that?” the younger priest asked. “Cooking the food for them!” Tobias answered confidently, “they still need food, the Archbishop needs his food also, and I can’t cook food if I don't have enough energy!”

Everyone is looking in my direction. Can they smell that I’m a human? Or are they wondering why I’m wearing Ethan’s clan colors? Ethan, however, seems perfectly at ease. His legs are spread, and his elbow rests casually on the table. When Robert looks at him, Ethan meets his eye. There’s a moment of tension. Then Robert leans back in his seat and forks up a piece of meat before going back to his conversation. The raucous laughter and merriness resumes—even if some of the Wolves look at me with a mixture of curiosity and hostility.

"There is no way you could have purchased our majority controlling stocks, Tobias! They were never put up for public auction! They were safely secured within the family trust! You are bluffing to save that girl's reputation!" Tobias doesn't flinch. He slowly tilts his head down, looking at Caroline’s hand gripping his sleeve with a cold disdain that could freeze water. A slow smile spreads across his lips as he casually nods over toward where I am standing frozen. "If you are having a difficult time digesting the mathematics, Caroline... I highly suggest you take a moment to confirm the wire transactions directly from your brilliant nephew," Tobias purrs. Then, with a sudden, stiff, and viol

I don’t want to see his faint smile, or his relaxed shoulders, or the warmth in his eyes that I once thought were reserved for me. If I see it, I’m not sure my heart will survive it. A light touch on my shoulder pulls me back. I look up, startled, and see Tobias — a little out of breath, his tie crooked like he rushed over. "You just getting in?" I ask, my voice quivering. He nods, flashing that easy grin of his. "Yeah. Didn’t wanna miss the big show." Then his eyes lift to the podium. "Oh—she’s pretty," he mutters. “The CEO definitely has taste."