Toriel's Home Novels & Stories

Finally, Reyona sighed and said, “Back me up here, okay? I need to see the house at least.” “Okay, I will back you up,” Toria said simply. “Thank you. What are you doing?” Reyona asked when she saw Toria dialling a number. “Backing you up,” Toria said with a sweet smile. “What happened, Toria? Is she fine?” Carlisle asked anxiously from the other side. “Daddy, Rey wants to go see the house and yes, she wants to go to work too,” Toria said emphatically. Reyona smacked her hand against her face in exasperation.

“If we want Ian to survive, we need to hide anything that's counterproductive.” “Fine, I'll check his aura and do a study of his power, but I need him to be fever-free and for you to help me find the spell materials,” Tori said, and my father and Archer agreed. I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was alone with Tori. Somehow, my fever had broken, and I was feeling better. “Where are Archer and my father?” I asked the woman, and she looked at me seriously. “They're still searching the forest for the elements for the spell,” Tori said. “Can't you remember anything before you were at the orphanage?”

She unlocks her phone screen and taps a button, sending a dark video file straight to Kaelen's private network link and his personal pack mail so his eyes can't possibly miss the clip. Down at the safe house… Mirelle has the entire kitchen smelling like a giant pack feast, piling the wooden table high with cooked meats and fresh roots as if the moon festival arrived early. Mom is busy carrying the bowls of hot soup over to the mats, while little Liora plays with a plastic hockey puck on the living room rug. Orion is still hiding inside the back bedroom, refusing to show his face to the house. The poor boy keeps whimpering that his cheek looks too ugly from the slap, and he doesn't want anyon

I whispered. “So did I.” Tyrelle muttered in embarrassment before looking back to his father, who was wearing a tailored suit with jewels for buttons. Even his simple accessory necktie seemed to beam with a massive ruby gem at the knot. “Dad, we’re here,” Tyrelle announced our arrival. The Alpha, Torian Gridon as I remember him, acted surprised. “Oh my. I did not expect that you two would arrive so soon.” He chuckled. “Now I feel embarrassed for not preparing myself. I’m so sorry about the mess in the house.”

Huge windows adorned the house, making it look like a modern version of a farmhouse. "Who lives there?" I gaped at the huge house, noticing there were no cars in the driveway. Flowers lined the entrance to the driveway, giving the house a colorful and cheerful feel. "Biggest house in our little town." Tori chuckled, "I'm sure you can guess who lives there." "Kade and Alec?" I pursed my lips, and gave her a pointed look. "You'd be correct." Tori chuckled humorlessly, "This is my house."

Oliver explained proudly. "It's one of the best things about Bath," Tori added, and for the first time since our conversation in the library, she spoke directly to me. "They've got every flavor you can imagine. And their handmade dough is incredible." "That sounds great!" I agreed. "I'll go get ready," she added. I watched her go upstairs and couldn't help the little laugh inside my chest. Tori was already perfectly put together. Her dark jeans and cashmere sweater made her look like she'd walked out of a magazine, but apparently going to a pizzeria still required additional preparation.

Jean Sid disengaging from the hug. "Awwwn! Come here." Natalie said pulling her in for another hug. "You're still going with me tomorrow." Natalie says still hugging her. "Of course..." "Now let's go cook lunch." Natalie disengaged from the hug. "Ugh! Do I have to? Just go do it!" Jean whined pouting while folding her arms. "Like I said, it doesn't work on me." Natalie stated dragging her towards the kitchen. ~~~~~~ Toria moaned in pain as the doctor tended to her wounds. She didn't know how she got here or who brought her here but she's grateful they did. The last thing she remembered was being dragged into the room and a puncjed landed on her stomach.

Several had been at their wedding last year. Jolene exchanged hugs with Tori, Parkers fiancé. “I hope we weren’t supposed to bring anything.” “Just yourself.” Tori said with her sweet southern accent. She was a strawberry blonde with dark blue eyes. Where Jolene had her mother’s fluff, Tori was rail thin. “I love this sweater. Of course, I don’t have the chest for it.” Jolene laughed as Tori placed her hands on her chest feeling her small breasts.

I had no idea something so sparkly could be so intimidating "Tiernan has long been accepted into this court, and I will not be disgraced by listening to him defend his place here. He is a Twilight fairy, Torquil. You know that and have embraced it up until the moment you saw him embracing my daughter." "Don't you think she should be with a true Twilight fairy?" Torquil asked instead of conceding. "You mean like Conri?" I smirked; earning a nasty look from both Torquil and Tiernan. "What? He's a bargest, right? That's one of the few true Twilight races." "A lesser race." Torquil frowned, completely confused and completely ignorant of his elitist attitude. "He's not a Twilight sidhe."

"I used to hide there when... well, when things were bad at home. I read everything. History, botany, old treaties." ‎ ‎Rhea smiled sadly. "I used to hide in the trees. Kaelen would have to climb up and drag me down for dinner." ‎ ‎She poured the boiling water over the powder I had ground. The steam rose, smelling bitter and earthy. ‎ ‎"Torian hates me," I said softly. ‎ ‎"Torian hates everyone who isn't Rogue," Rhea corrected. "He lost his mate to a Bloodmoon patrol three years ago. He sees them in every shadow."