Toriel Novels & Stories

“Tell me everything.” “Toralei Stripe. She transferred out of Fox Lane High last year to study abroad in Paris, France. She’s really popular among the students. She and Conrad dated for about a year before she left but no one in the school knew about them dating…well , no one except Jamie and I. Also Mom knew about them, because he sometimes brought her home to have dinner with us. But when she left, I think it left Conrad broken and he had flirted and toyed with a lot of girls since then. But Toralei is coming back to school next week and they’re probably going to get back together. No doubt.” “I…”

Despite the close proximity to each other, they all grin at me. "Lord help me." I say, avoiding eye-contact with Will. The boy with short brown laughs, "So this is our Bec huh? Can I call you Becalicious? Beccy? Bec-ca?" I gape at him. He laughs at my reaction. "I'm Dyl by the way." He says. He's cute, in that 80's boy-band kind of way. "This is Jarrod." He points the extremely tall, dark male crushed against the car window who manages to pull his arm free to give me a small wave.

There had to be a mistake. As we reached the side of the room, the man disentangled from both of us. Looking at me I see an awareness of who I was. He was breathtaking. He had dirty blonde hair slicked back, hair you could run your hands through. His eyes were a breathtaking silver color that sparkled under the lights. He was over 6 ft tall compared to my 5’4” stature he was a giant to me. He was all muscle and looked like he was in his mid 20’s. I wonder what he thought of me when he looked at me. Holding my hand out and smiling, I introduce myself, “I am Beta Lily Thompson from the Golden Moon Pack.”. As I said this the woman who was with my mate smirked. Looking at her I gave her

but the button is still open, he needs water to properly wake up from sleep Ariel:- you strange girl you can sit over the bed because I am quite a gentleman she takes to sit and starts a conversation with her girl:- my name is loriana and I am a police officer Ariel stand beside the window and looking outside Ariel:- today is a beautiful day. if you are interested my friend then I want to visit this country with you, I think you would be a great guide or dating partner for me let forget about dating, I am not ready girl:- I have work to do. I just want to ask you who are you. how can you manipulate card and their gun, do you have any kind of magic, I didn't even see you here, you look new fa

Isabella is claimed looking at the teacher. "I already suggested bunking this class and getting drunk" Lauren complained. "Shut up Lauren" Marissa hissed. Isabella just laughed at the two. They both were childhood best friends and loved each other more than BLOOD related siblings yet they were world apart in their personality. Lauren was a Kick-Ass girl, Always dressed in leather, she feared nothing. She had recently dyed her hair blue that matched her electric blue eyes. Her complexion was super pale. She was model like tall around 5 Feet 9 inches.

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

I tell her, she shakes her head and leans forward, revealing new information about the spirit fish. “Troy is the breath of Hades. Each spirit fish are part of only one God or Goddess, never two,” she reveals, “and judging by that mark, you must be a Seress.” “Seress? What is that?” I ask, she raises a surprised brow and observes me closely. Even so, I’ve never heard that word before, but it feels familiar to me. Should I already know what it is?

It was forbidden for the toys to go down the basement, it was for another work. "Pablo..." she said and a man handsome in black jeans and navy blue shirt along with a black leather jacket, his hair tied up in a bun as he turned around smoking a cigarette. "Oh, Blair... we got a problem with Giovanni..." he spoke in his seductive tone. "Pablo, handle this already. I have got a lot to do," Cliterella aka Blair Fernsby... she's the love therapist at day and mafia boss at night. She is said to the worst Irish mafia lady... the most fierce one of all.

My body had always felt wrong—soft hips, full chest, thighs that touched, and a stomach that rolled flat when I sat. Boys at college looked past me, all because I’m always hiding in these damn baggy sweaters and joggers. Without hesitation, I pull out my phone and force my numb fingers to begin scrolling all the way down to her name. Mia. I pressed the call. It rang once. Twice. “Hey Mia…it’s me, Tori.” I didn’t wait for her to speak. “Tori?” Her voice cut through the loud music in the background. “Uhmm, I’m kinda busy right now, can I call you—”

Isabel was in her younger sister’s bedroom watching her as she played with her doll house. Teresa was Isabel’s world. She adores the young child with every fibre of her being and will do anything to protect her from harm. Isabel isn’t the only one who feels that way about Teresa, so does her parents.