Toby X Masky Novels & Stories

He wore a mask that only covered the top half of his face, leaving that familiar, arrogant smirk visible. "Thorne," Andreas said. His voice was a low warning. Tobi stepped forward, his eyes glinting behind his mask. He didn't look at Andreas. He looked straight at me. I felt like I was being dissected. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I might pass out. Was he going to recognize me? Would he see Asher underneath the mask? "What a beauty you have there, Lionel," Tobi said. He took a slow sip of his drink, his gaze never leaving mine. "I didn't think you had a heart left to lose, but it looks like you found a real treasure in the ruins of your club."

Toby screamed out in rage and I laughed. “I’m going to kill you slowly and then I’m going to cut off your head,” Toby growled. “Oh, yeah?” I asked, getting in another good cut to his arm. He went down on one knee and I lowered the spear. That was a mistake. He was faking and he sliced up, catching the side of my face and slicing my cheek to the bone. Blood began to flow.

“Lisa? Is that you behind those oversized shades?” I looked up, squinting against the harsh glare of the sun reflecting off the Atlantic. Standing there was Toby. Toby was “normal” personified. We had gone to high school together . He was wearing a faded band tee, his hair was a mess of salt-crusted blonde curls, and he smelled like coconut tanning oil and old surfboards. “Toby,” I breathed, and for the first time in weeks, a genuine smile touched my lips. “I didn’t think you’d be back from UCSD yet.”

“call me.” “Abel holdings?” “Yap. That’s my company. Trey is my friend.” “Great. Thanks.” I say and notice another masked guy walking to us. “Frankie. There you are.” He takes his mask off. It’s Aiden. “Abel?” “Aiden?” They regard each other. “Saw what happened earlier. Was looking for you.” His attention is now on me. “Are you okay?” “Yap. Just need to change my uniform.”

I didn't mean to hurt him, and I certainly didn't mean to steal Amanda's credit. "I'm sorry, Amanda. Please don't be angry at me." As she spoke, she buried herself in Brandon's arms, wiping her tears. James scoffed. "What a brilliant act, Kate. You felt sorry for the patient's mother? Do you really think no one knows that you secretly accepted bribes from her?" "What are you talking about? I didn't!" Kate blanched. Her voice rose, cracking under the strain as she failed to keep her usual gentle composure.

Even in his last moments, Toby had questioned, "How dare you kill me? Are you insane? Do you really want to start a war with us Hawkinses?" Chase frowned slightly, murmuring to himself, "I'm not insane." He looked into the distance, his gaze deep and profound. He thought to himself, 'Though the Collins family hasn't treated me well, they're still my family and my roots. I won't allow others to tarnish or defile them! 'Toby Hawkins violated my bottom line; he deserved to die! But I need to use his identity to cover my tracks a bit.' With that thought, Chase took out a black ghost mask from his storage ring and put it on. This was a special treasure that could alter one's appearance.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

Toby was here already? Poking my head around the lounge doorway, I looked in. Sure enough, there was Toby, laughing away with my dad. He looked... So hot! As always. He was wearing a really nice black shirt, the top button undone and some smart black jeans. It was casual but smart at the same time. Not too over the top but just above normal casual. ‘Am I late?’ I asked, worried I had got the time wrong. Toby smiled and shook his head. ‘No, I’m just early. I was too eager to come over, but you weren’t ready so I was just having a chat with your dad.

he heard her clearly but his brain could only accept a piece of possible information deemed by him. “He was your father?” he gulped before the words choked him harder than they already did. “Doesn’t matter now, he killed my Mama, so he must pay,” she said coldly, rising from the floor. Andre followed soon. “Good, then let us make him pay,” he said, firmly as his thoughts to expose the masquerade hiding in the mask of the honourable detective. ****

I directed his attention to the stage, and this time the characters were in some sort of gangbang. “I-I swear I checked.” Toby stammered, his ears turning red. I leaned into him as he checked his phone for the movie information. “See right here, it said, ‘A night to remember.’.” “Really? And you didn’t notice the giant ‘21+’ in the corner?” I teased, nudging him with my elbow.