toby and emily fanfiction

Rhys is twenty-six, quietly sure of himself, and waking up in Paris with a cream-and-gold notebook that smells faintly of cedar when it has something to say. The Carnet reads rooms, maps social threats, rates wines, files first impressions, annotates the mistress of every fashion house in the 8th arrondissement — and once, at exactly the right moment, lets him speak a single sentence the city will remember for a decade. He is good at Paris in a way Emily Cooper is not, which is precisely what dangerous people here reward. Sylvie's new agency needs one rooftop speech to define French luxury for a generation, and only one man in the room can deliver it in the right register. But Pierre Cadault keeps watching him walk. He has seen this man before. Fifty years ago.

Cole woke as Toby Cavanaugh — seventeen, silent, and already the town's favorite suspect in a disappearance that hasn't happened yet. Rosewood doesn't forgive quietly; it frames people with receipts, and someone called A has been collecting his for years before he even arrived. His system — ROSEWOOD: THE SUSPICION ENGINE — runs on craft: a Carpenter's Workshop that lets him build, bypass, conceal, and counter-forensic his way through a town built on secrets, and a Suspicion Sight that reads lies the way other people read rooms. The irony is baked into every nail he drives — each construction project before Tier 3 raises his Frame-Risk gauge, giving A new material to fold into the case against him. A operates in the digital, the surveilled, the overheard; Cole has to answer with the physical, the analog, the verifiable. Toby Cavanaugh was never supposed to win — he was supposed to confess. Cole has different plans, and every board he cuts is either a weapon or a mistake.

Transmigrating into an eleven year boy raised by a single grandma is hard enough, but when it turns out that the grandma is actually a Dark Wizard from an old organisation, life becomes complicated. Join Toby as he protects the heiress of the organisation from the rest of the world. Cover is not mine.

Falling in love with a white guy in a new school full of white people , see the discrimination she faces.

Every day of October kinky one-shots for Emily/JJ in Criminal Minds

what if unsaid emily wasn't about his mom?

a mutant with trouble past set foot in a world she didn't know.

En "El Bosque de las Sombras: El Pacto Oscuro de Emily", seguimos la historia de Emily, una niña valiente que se aventura en un bosque misterioso y antiguo. Cuando se pierde entre los árboles retorcidos, Emily se encuentra cara a cara con los demonios que habitan en lo más profundo del bosque. Para ganar su libertad, Emily debe emprender un peligroso viaje para encontrar el corazón perdido del bosque, enfrentando pruebas mortales y descubriendo secretos oscuros a lo largo del camino. Pero incluso después de escapar del bosque, Emily descubre que su destino está ligado al de los demonios de una manera que nunca imaginó. "El Bosque de las Sombras" es una historia de valentía, sacrificio y el poder de la oscuridad, que te llevará a un mundo de terror y misterio que nunca olvidarás.

Un día cualquiera, las nubes cubrían el cielo y una densa neblina volvía el bosque mas tenebroso que nunca, en una mansión (un tanto deteriorada) se encontraban todos los asesinos mas buscados por la ley de un pequeño pueblo lejano. En un cuarto el suelo se comenzaba a manchar de oscuro carmín mientras unos extraños choques de huesos alertaban al dúo de proxys que pasaban por allí. Masky: Toby!! ¿¡Que mierdas ases!? Toby:¡no! No! Suéltenme! -gritaba y pataleaba el menor- Hoodie: ¡Para Rogers! (...) El Mayor de los proxys se había ido y Hoodie se había quedado con Toby quien le habían puesto un verdadero bozal de metal para que no se carcomiera las manos o nordiera a alguien mas Hoodie: ¿Por qué haces esto Toby? Toby: es interesante saber el sabor de la carne humana... ~Todos los derechos del autor ~10-Junio-2019 ~no se aceptan copias #3 en Canibalismo #3 en YaoiHart -- *~CatRikGta*

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"