Tobias Snape Novels & Stories

All it will do is put my price up. The cat stretched and said softly, ‘It will bring them out into the open’ She spun around, ‘Who Toby?’ ‘I am sorry child, there will be challengers but at the end on your 21st birthday, there will be only two, one is dark and one is light. Choose wisely little Witch’ Tobias was forbidden to tell her anymore, if he did he would die a horrible death he told her solemnly and she had no reason to disbelieve him. He hated lying to her but his Master had commanded him and he had to obey.

There were gaps in my mind that I could never explain, moments that felt like ghosts of a life I had lived but couldn’t remember. And then there was the pain. The unbearable, soul-crushing pain that came in waves, dragging me into darkness when I least expected it. Tobias must have seen the flicker of doubt in my eyes because he leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping lower. "There's more," Tobias continued, his voice dropping lower. "The nature of the spell... it seems to be some sort of love charm gone wrong. Or perhaps right, depending on the caster's intention." He leaned forward, his gaze intensifying. "Kai, have you ever loved a jealous woman? Someone who might have wanted to bind

At the far end, a tall man in crimson robes stood and crossed the room with surprising speed. “Tobias, my boy,” Friar Thefros said warmly, pulling me into a tight embrace. He hadn’t aged much since I last saw him. Same grey hair in a half-tied knot, same smile like he knew more than he would ever say. And of course, the same ridiculous pointed Turkish slippers, poking out beneath his ceremonial robes. He was the most powerful historian in the known supernatural world. And right now, he looked at me not as a prince… but as a puzzle.

They called him halfblood because they could not bear that what they mocked had become stronger than them. Tobias walked to the raised black stone platform at the head of the courtyard. Elaine followed. I followed too, with Ronan at my side. Keiran, Astrid, Victor, and Spiro came behind us. Spiro’s posture had changed completely. Gone was the teasing dragon who mocked land machines and pretended irritation was his only mood. This was a commander now, sharp and severe, every movement carrying authority.

he commanded, his thumb pressing down hard on my bottom lip, forcing my jaw to drop wider. I obeyed instantly, trembling as the hot, weeping head of his cock brushed against my tongue. I let out a soft, pathetic whine, my eyes fluttering shut as he pushed forward just enough to stretch me, tasting my own flavor mixed with his potent heat. "That's it," Draco praised darkly, his free hand sliding around to grip the back of my neck, anchoring me firmly in place. "Take it. Show me how loyal my little spy really is."

Always ~Severus Snape, The Deathly Hallows. •• "Is it true?" Khaleed questioned, bursting through Nadia's office uncaring of the meeting going on. Her assistant flinched from the interruption, deferring to Nadia for instructions on what to do. She quirked a brow at him before dismissing him, returning her gaze back to the samples of the new lipstick she was launching. "It's a little drier than I wanted," she continued. "But it's perfect. Let Ahlam know that we can proceed with the shipment."

"Never." "No. Not a puppet," he said, his hands still held on tight on her shoulder. His eyes widened with excitement. This was it. He would finally be another step closer to his goal. "You are going to visit Helen, hear her out. Listen," he said, calling her already divided attention. "Hey, hey, Lord Tobin is powerful and we can't do anything to stop him. But who else is more powerful than even Lord Tobin himself?" He asked and didn't even needed to hear her say out her reply. "Exactly. You can do this, I just know that." He straightened his posture and added a little seriousness in his glare, then he brought his hand to his stomach as he lowered his neck to a bow. "Your majesty." Fiora's e

Fuck, I need another drink. Tobias is standing with them, talking and laughing. There’s a group around him I don’t recognise. Aiden, Jasper, and Marcus are there as well, their mates close. My attention catches on a beautiful blond man with floppy waves of hair, bright green eyes, and a chiselled face that would put angels to shame. He’s stunning in a way that’s almost feminine delicate, but I can feel the power radiating from him, from here. I’m fairly sure I can see pointed ears peeking out from his hair. Is he Fae?

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

The room smelled of expensive bourbon, which was nauseating now that I think of it. Stepping my loubuittons through the mess, I swung open my office door, "Clean that up," I ordered my assistant before heading to the elevator. My thoughts travel back to the healer. I have Tobias planted perfectly. His ability to mask his scent and shapeshift is extremely useful when I need a new creature. We’ve had at least three inquiries about healing within my organization. Each comes with a large sum of money attached to it.