Toby X Masky Novels & Stories

He sighed and brushed his hand in his hair the other hand resting in his pocket and he stopped smiling and said in a deep voice, “Seeing you now is risking my life, you know my first name and for the first time I am not afraid to take such a step.” He turned to me and this time he looked straight in my eyes and he continues, “I will try and come back here to see you. But if I can’t and you can recognize me without my mask when we meet once again, then I won’t hesitate to be yours forever. This I promise.”

Toby states, “Had you given me another minute or so, I would have had her naked before you came into the restroom pretending to be her hero.” I stare at Mason’s silouette in horror, as Toby’s words sink in. Mason never wanted to be my friend; he was using me! Jace was right all along; Mason is a piece of shit! I shriek as one of them grab my nipples through my bra and pinch them hard, before Toby turns me around, showing the others my back side. “Mm, feel this peach,” Brandon says as he squeezes my butt cheeks, “Wish there was more light, so I can get a good look.”

Despite that, I still force myself to confront him. “What are you doing, Tobias? Why are you wearing a mask?” I inquired. He just smirked and stayed in his direction. I just noticed how his eyes went down to my legs. My face blushed from how he showered me with his stare. “Do I need to explain it to you?” Tobias inquired, still in his playful smirk. “Of course. I deserve an explanation after you kissed me. You've almost pushed me to attack you if I didn't know it was you. I…I thought you were an intruder.”

Toby sputtered while the woman winked at them, pulling her son along with her as he waved along. "She didn't just say we were nice?" Yara said, it sounded like a question though. "Glad you found your voice back." Toby grinned at her, pulling his hands into his backpack to pull out a couple of drugs and a bottle water. Yara rolled her eyes at him in reply, "i just found it so awkward because she thinks we're nice—i mean you are. But definitely not me." "You were friendly with the Evan, you know? I almost thought I was invisible." he said, slowly letting out raspy breaths as he coughed.

There was a mirror in front of him. The man stepped in behind him, pulling off the rest of his sweats. His cock bobbed, hard and ready, tip wet with pre-cum. “Look at yourself.” Toby did. He looked pathetic. Mouth red and swollen. Eyes watery. Shirt half-untucked. Hair a mess. The man grabbed his jaw and forced him to keep looking. “This is who you are now.” Toby nodded. “You’re not her boyfriend.” “No.” “You’re my cocksucker.”

Chapter 97: The one I met at the Operation Garett’s Point Of View My mind would not take it initially. My grip on my gun tightened, and my eyes were on the man struggling with my men. He wore no mask, no disguise. Just him—Thorne. I felt as if the ground below me had disappeared. My whole body went rigid, my chest barely rising for air. I had a mask over myself, my identity hidden, but my hands shook. What the hell is he doing here?

"You like Sy Dage?" "Who doesn't? Yeah he's kind of sad-boy rock, but his lyrics are genius. Or at least really, really good." I sighed. The wine rose to my head, making my senses swim and pinch. Toby, so immune to magic, still wasn't immune to the intricate precision of a fae tongue: naming the secret things that mortals didn't know they needed words for. "You don't have a gig tomorrow," Toby continued stolidly. "And you should get familiar with his stage presence and whatever. If you're going to be playing with him in like forty-eight hours."

Heath closed the door, and leaned heavily back against it, his eyes meeting Aislen across the room. “I know,” she said as she began to dress again. “Me and my big mouth.” “I think I’m done,” Toby said quietly as he buttoned his shirt. “I made a mistake… many of them, in fact. But I think I’ve paid my dues now. I like you Aislen. I mean…” He looked at her with sad eyes. “I really like you. But this isn’t… It’s not what I liked about you. I want out. I want out.”

Her eyes fidgeted between him and her target before laughing nervously. "I-- w-who are you?" she asked before gulping, waiting for the target to fall to the ground. He chuckled lightly, keeping his gaze on hers. He raised his right hand and removed the masquerade mask he was wearing. "The mafia boss who's hosting this event," he introduced. Her eyes shifted back to him, having a clear view of his face despite being in a dimmed room. He had bright blue eyes, a defined nose and jawline, arched brows, and seducing pink lips. "S-say that again?" Keisha was flabbergasted.

Tinambol pa ni Adamson nang mahina ang mesa na tanging kaming kalapit na mesa lamang ang nakakarinig. Ford brushed his hair that was covering his whole forehead and almost reaching his sight with his hand. Sa ginawa niyang iyon ay nagkaroon ako ng pagkakataong pagmasdan ang kabuuan ng mukha niya nang walang sagabal. He really was good looking but he's aloof.