Toby Domzalski Novels & Stories

We laughed and then my eyes fell on my hottie professor. He's looking at us suspiciously. "Now I want more details about your master professor." As Anu said excitedly, I looked at her. "Wait, first let me message him." She nodded and I typed the message. Me: You won't believe it that Anu and Cabir are also in a BDSM relationship My hottie Professor: It would be unbelievable for you, but I had already doubt on them. Me: What? How?

It wasn't a hard slam, but it made him jump. "Toby!" I exclaimed. "What?" "The little boy. His name is Toby. He has ALS. He’s seven years old," I said, my voice shaking. "I checked his reflexes, Endall. He has significant upper motor neuron damage. Without that drug, he doesn't have six months. He has maybe three. And it won't be a pleasant end." Endall flinched as if I had physically struck him. "I know," he whispered. "I know the profiles of every patient in that trial. That’s why I haven't slept in two days."

Rory stared at him like he had grown five different heads. “What?” “And also, you were on top of her…” He stepped dangerously close to him, looking up at him. His eyes cleared with something he was familiar with. “What? Is she your girlfriend?” The guy’s eyes widened a bit, looking down at his swirling champagne, before he dangerously gulped it down, scorching his throat. “Well now, wouldn’t you like to know…” He trailed off. “I am Toby. Toby Armstrong.” “I am Rory. Rory Thatcher.” His eyes rolled a bit. Left, right, and left. “Rory… Rory… Rory Thatcher. That sounds awfully familiar.”

"Oh? It's interesting. Already, I didn't like his tone. "Don't begin," Darian cautioned. Innocently, Toby raised his hands. "I'm not going to start anything." then turned back to face me right away. "You really came from Taryn Reed, then?" I tensed up a little. "Yes." He gave a low whistle. "That man is a complete mess." I blinked. "Yes." Toby nodded as if we were in agreement about the weather. "I hope you get over that." I frowned. "Healing?" Darian looked at him.

"I know all about you, Toby. He told me everything, right up to the day he came home to visit and our children were dead. The heating system had malfunctioned... they died of carbon monoxide poisoning. After that, he told me that he had lost heart. He was needed at Central Control too badly, and he felt like he'd failed me. He resented my infertility already, losing the kids was just one trauma too many. He went back... I saw him only one more time, when he came to do whatever it was he was sent to do, he never told me what that was. Then, he vanished." I dropped my head. "If you know everything... then you probably hate me, and you have every right. I killed your children." "No." I looked a