Toby X Masky Novels & Stories

Toby said then banged the door and left the office. Ken started pacing up and down the office, he hasn’t stayed too long in the position and the stupid Toby has started threatening him. Does he know who he is? If he tries anything he will show him who he is. He is the biggest mafia in town and he better not mess up with him. After Toby left Roberts Corporation he went to town to relax a bit, today he didn’t want to drink, all he wanted was a nice dinner at a very expensive restaurant to celebrate how his life was going to change for the better.

She glanced over at the man who was driving Malcom ’s rented SUV with casual ease through the light after-morning-rush-hour traffic on the slush-covered expressway as if he were a Chicago native, instead of a visitor from the wilds of Montana. Toby’s father, Brian, looked for all the world like a college student, a computer geek or maybe an art major. Someone sensitive, gentle, and young, but she knew he was none of these things. He was the Marrok, the one all the Alphas answered to and no one dominated an Alpha werewolf by being sensitive and gentle.

She danced and mingled with ease, while I found solace at the bar, sipping on a drink and watching the partygoers from afar. As the night progressed, I found myself feeling more at ease with the party's anonymity. The masks allowed me to forget about my past and embrace the mystery and intrigue of the night. But that all changed when I saw him - a tall, dark stranger, dressed in a black suit and mask. He stared at me, making me feel uncomfortable. I quickly averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in my drink, but he approached me nonetheless. "Hey there, beautiful. May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and low.

Also, since I wore a mask to Velvet Eclipse, my face wasn't known to many people. Moving into this cramped apartment building under a false identity was the only way to catch my breath while my men hunted down whoever ordered the hit. Not like I needed protection but I was the Don. I couldn't let something happen to me. My mind was still completely consumed by what happened in that alleyway. I was fascinated by the dangerous woman who had shattered my perfect silence. My men had spent the entire morning digging for information, and they finally brought me a name. Her name was Sable. The masked dancer who had saved my life and then vanished like a ghost.

~ ALAN~ I rode up to Toby’s dorm building just past eight on Saturday morning. The spare helmet was strapped securely to the back of my seat, and my pulse was racing faster than it usually did before a major game. I wanted today to go well. I wanted him to enjoy himself. When Toby finally stepped through the glass doors of the building, he looked like he was walking toward a firing squad. His face was pale, his shoulders were hitched up to his ears, and his fingers were tangled tightly into the hem of his oversized gray hoodie.

Toby followed moments later, burying himself deep and growling as he filled Micah’s ass. There's no way, right? There's no way Toby is Ghostface guy.

"Never would've pegged you for this, Mr. Scott. A man of your reputation... "I just don't get you rich folks. Ruby says you're a bore in bed. So this is what gets you going?" Seth edged closer, his smirk twisted with a sense of triumph. I balled my fist and let it fly into his face. "What are you doing?!" Ruby shrieked, lunging for Seth as he hit the floor. He shoved her off with a snarl, jumped up, and aimed a kick at me. I did not try to escape, just sidestepped enough to avoid the worst and let myself drop.

“This is from Muscle107. He wants to know if you’ll ever return to New York?” “Yes, I will, at some point I’ll probably need to come for work here. But it will be under a different agency.” I answer in a low voice, releasing an uneasy chuckle. “Well, that’s good news at least. Okay here’s another one. This is from Hawk-guy, he wants to know if you will finally reveal your identity?” She asks. “Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?”

I stomped towards the room and walked into Ruby laying on her back on the king size bed with nothing on but a mask on her face and her legs wide opened and lifted into the air. I started to breathe like a charging bull in a fight as I hastily pulled off my shirt and unbundled my belt before undoing my trousers. My large dick popped out like a jack in the box from my white Tommy Hilfiger boxers. It was so rock hard and all the veins on it were visible. Without any delay, I got on the bed and sunk my dick deep into her vagina. She screamed with excitement as I filled her up and my fantasy ran wild. "Oh Tania!" I cried out as I threw my head back and buried every inch of my dick into her.

Rebecca scoffed, the universe must really suck. Clenching her fist together, she forced a smile on her face before making her way towards the table. If she was in front of an enemy, she might as well find out exactly what was happening. “Hey girlfriend” a huge grin appeared on Melisa’s face as Rebecca walked to the table, “I am glad you could make it”