Tris And Tobias Novels & Stories

Tahki confirmed, his voice even. Murmurs of assent. Nods of agreement. I turned back to Tobias as he reached into a bag slung over his shoulder. He pulled out clothes. Sweats. A sweatshirt. Socks and shoes. Underclothes. A tank top. He placed them neatly on the cot beside me. Food. Bottled water. My cell phone. I blinked at him. Then at the other warriors, who were doing the same for the others. I opened my mouth to protest. They were risking everything.

Tobias hazards, wincing as he pushes back his messy auburn hair with a hand. I swivel toward him and take a few steps in his direction. “Well it looks like you hooked up with Tayla last night, dude.” “Okay, then yeah,” he admits with another wince. “It’s exactly what it looks like.” I snort a laugh, shaking my head. “Damn. I thought for sure you had better taste than that.” “She just showed up at my room last night!” Tobias exclaims, throwing his hands up. “What kinda guy could turn that down?”

Toby asked as steadily as he could. “Why?” Gerella asked suspiciously. “I’m not going to kill you or anyone today, Ella. Just tell me your full name.” “Gerella Greymont. Why?” Toby heaved a heavy sigh, cleared his throat and recited, “I, Tobias Tristan, reject you, Gerella Greymont, as my mate.” Gerella’s eyes widened before a sharp pain shot straight to hers and Toby’s heart as his wolf in his head howled in anguish. Gerella used the tree to steady herself, while Toby had the boulder next to him for the same purpose.

Miles held Faith by the shoulder nonchalantly and responded, "They're husband and wife. They might fight, but they'd forgive each other very soon. Furthermore, they might not fight at all. Stop getting your panties in a bunch." Both of them drew closer to each other unconsciously. Things between them got more and more flirtatious. … Meanwhile, Tobias finished his dinner. He settled the bill and got ready to return to the hospital. Rhett stopped him and said, "I ate too much, Tobias. Let's take a stroll before we get back." Tobias said grimly, "I have no interest in taking a stroll with you. I'm better off returning to Lucy's ward." "Gosh, I have to be more thick-skinned so it won't bother me

“I don’t think we have had the pleasure of meeting before. I’m Matty, Ryans’ coach.” Tobias leaves Matty hanging, “not that it is any of your business, but I’m Tobias Landry. Keris’ husband and the twins' father.” He replies with a slight snarl riding his words. I bite down on my molars, discreetly elbowing Tobias in the ribs as I plaster on a fake smile when Mattys' gaze finds mine. “I… I thought you were divorced, and the twins' father was a deadbeat.” His brows furrow as he looks at me with disgust, like I lied to him.

Tobias was there without a unit, and although he commuted to and from the campus and the castle daily, I think he enjoyed being able to hang out with all of us when we made it to campus. But as Brant and his unit, then my unit, and Xander’s unit all mated up, and Xander got a girlfriend, he and I, and sometimes Max, would just hang out at my house. Then Tobias left last year. After that, it was just me and Max. And I like Max, but he’s much broodier than T. Something about Tobias relaxes me, and I’m feeling it even stronger tonight for some reason. Perhaps it’s just because I’m wound tighter than usual at the moment.

Aurora tugs up her pants with a scoff and stands beside me, glaring down at Isaac, “what do you know about me?” Isaac doesn’t look at her or respond, he spits at her feet, and I wrap a hand around his throat. My claws extend, piercing into his flesh and his blood spurts out, soaking my hand in its warmth.

Were they born to be so sadistic? “I felt it when you got close to Eyolf. The connection was so strong for me to take in. That’s why I was able to locate you.” “You felt our bond,” I whispered. “Yes, I did and from what I can see, Ragnulf hasn’t noticed it yet, huh?” “Yes, he hasn’t noticed it at all.” I looked down at my feet, hoping he wouldn’t find out. If he does, I’m doomed. I had three mates which were triplets and alphas.

I needed to find a way to undo whatever she has done, if not, things would fall into disaster. Or else I might be turning weak. And Artfold Panther, the TRIBRID alpha king was everything asides weak.

Only this time, they brought reinforcement, the third girlfriend. Lisa slammed her palm against my table. Hard. Plates rattled. I kept eating. Silence can bruise louder than a slap. “You thought you could embarrass us and get away with it?” Lisa demanded. I chewed slowly. Swallowed. Then lifted my gaze to the three of them. I let my eyes linger on the unfamiliar girl. “I see you brought an extra minion today.” The third girl blinked. “What?” Susan scoffed. “So you think you’re all that now?”