Toby X Masky Novels & Stories

His touch was the only thing in this world that didn't feel like a lie. He leaned down, his lips brushing against the edge of my mask, right where the ivory met the sensitive skin of my jaw. "Let me take it off," he groaned, his voice thick with a raw, masculine need. "Let me see the fire in your eyes when I touch you like this."

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.”

She’s been trying to get a piece of me for years and to lose to someone that no longer had any friends, must have crushed her ego immensely. Damn, I really don’t want to burst into that scene, but I guess I really don’t have a choice at the moment. Jude and I pull down our face masks, and each stand on either side of the door. I let Jude do the counting, and when he sticks up his third finger, we burst through the door, surprising all four them. “What the fuck…” I shoot a dart at Toby first, hitting him in the upper arm, and cutting off his words.

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.

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."

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.

They called me I don't know if ill run, but I'm strong I can manage to beat them, but the problem is that they are 3 and I'm all alone. I'm ready to run when one of the gangsters throw an empty can of beer exactly to my head " I'm sorry I'm not looking for trouble" I apologized, I'm ready to walk when one of them pulled my collar and throw me on the ground "I told you I'm not here to mess with you guys!" I said calmly, I'm controlling myself now, I don't want to fight them back I was about to stand up when the man wearing a mask, I guess the leader of this shit suddenly punched me on my face, he messed with my face