Aot Tomas Novels & Stories

Odette added humbly. Tomas pondered for a moment. He saw how serious they were but knew they were in the early stages of love. He was happy his son had found love, but Odette was a foreigner. He wasn’t familiar with their marriage customs. "Are you both sure about this?" he asked. Fernando and Odette looked at each other and nodded confidently. "In that case, I’ll help with the arrangements. But we still need to prepare for the arrival of the Japanese soldiers," Tomas said, glancing at the captain.

Getting out of the suv I was greeted by a man named Tomas. “Good Morning sir, my name is Tomas and I am here on behalf of the Island Cartel.” He spoke. “Ah, yes as expected. And I assume you brought the goods?” I squint at him. “Of course sir, only the best!” Tomas expelled excitedly. Tomas led me towards a large white yacht parked in my underground dock. “You brought 100lbs of morphine on that?!” I was shocked. “You’re lucky you didn’t get searched.” Jason adds.

If they were to take Cassidy’s river from beneath her, they had to be smaller than an army and sharper than a rumor. They met with the dockworker who had pulled the tin hawk from the ash. He arrived at the back gate wrapped in a ratty coat, a scar of soot still streaking his cheek. His name was Tomas, though he’d been called other things by other people over the years. He stared at Elara like someone checking for whether a dream had teeth. “You sure about this?” he asked, voice low, not because he feared to speak but because he didn’t want the sound to carry. Wind could be a traitor on the river.

They were ready. "Amaya." I spun around. Tomas was standing by the base of the clock tower. He looked even worse than he had in the woods. His clothes were rags, and his face was pale. But it was his eyes that caught my attention. They weren't brown anymore. They were a dull, flat gray. "You came," he said. His voice was hoarse. "Where are the keys, Tomas?" I asked. I kept my hands in my pockets, gripping a small silver knife the boys had given me.

"What is your name?" "Tomas." "Tomas. How did the old Council leader find you?" Tomas's face twisted with pain. "He captured my village. Three moons ago. He took everyone. The old, the young, the sick. He said he would kill them one by one until someone agreed to deliver his message. I volunteered." "You volunteered to save your village." "I volunteered because I heard stories about you. About what you did to the old Council. About how you freed the corrupted half-bloods." Tomas looked up at her, his eyes bright with desperate hope. "I thought if anyone could help us, it would be you."

"Of course." Sophie began to pace around the small living room, saying, "Um—I guess your enchanting is fading, Eve. Tomas seems to be back to his feral self. What are we going to do?" she asked while helping her crouche towards Tomas. Sophie then stepped towards him, whispered something in his ear, and felt sorry for him. She looked into his eyes and kissed his forehead. "You're going to be fine, Tomas, I promise," she whispered.

“Tomas. You’ve been quiet. What’s your take?” Tomas exhaled slowly, “My take?” His tone was flat and emotionless. “You’re all insane if you think this is a good idea.” “Insane? Tomas, you saw what she did. You know what she is.” “I know what I saw,” Tomas snapped back. “And I also know what Dante will do if he finds out you even thought about this.” “That’s the problem,” the second elder snapped. “He’s too close to her. He can’t think straight anymore. Someone has to protect the pack from his mistakes.”

A moment later, Aunt Lou stepped in, her warm smile a welcome sight. But she wasn’t alone. Standing beside her was a little boy, probably around Lucas’s age. He had a neatly combed head of dark curls, bright eyes, and a shy smile. He clutched a small gift bag in one hand and looked up at me with an almost exaggerated politeness. “Hello, Aunt Margarette,” he said, his voice clear and respectful. “I’m Tomas. May I please see Lucas?” I blinked in surprise, glancing at Aunt Lou for an explanation.

Behind him, there were many experts in the Eldoria realm from the Martial Arts Court, as well as a middle-aged man in Yutarian robes, who was obviously Tomas. Tomas entered the hell, and his eyes alighted on Nina first. He leered. "Well, well! I didn't know that such a beautiful woman existed in this world!" Tomas' breathing got heavier. Beside him, Hendrix looked like a dog who had just seen its owner. He ran over to Tomas and bowed as he said, "Mr. Argento, you're here!" Everyone there had only heard of Tomas' name, but there were very few of them who had actually seen him.

The other went to take some ointment and covered Tomas with it. "Who is he, Aya?" Diana asked as she watched them. "He is Tristan's Twin. One of the recruits of knight Ambrose and knight Leo. But Tomas wasn't chosen, so he left Redberg Village and ventured to the Dark Natives cavern and became their human spy. Weeks layer, he sought refuge here when his twin died and his troops from Sulu's forces. But he was gone missing for days and we thought he died in the tunnel. Just like those who dare to venture more before him. Thank you for bringing him back Diana."