Aot Tomas Novels & Stories

“All yours.” We came together hard, holding each other tight. After, we moved to the couch with more wine. We talked for hours, about his family vineyards, my photography passion, the pressure of expectations. The conversation flowed easy, natural. My phone buzzed again. Tomas: Ten minutes until I send everything. Meet me at the viewpoint pullout. Alessandro read it. “We go. Together. End this.” We drove to the pullout. Tomas waited by his car, arms crossed. “Nice shirt, Sofia. Real professional.”

Tom said wearing a grin over his face. " Yah we did, but he left." Amy said. " Oh... So can we join with you." Tom asked. " Yes, you can. Why need to ask?" Amy said. Soon they both took their seat. James and tom also ordered some light alcohol content drinks. " When will you two be returning?James asked with a indifferent face. "Day after tomorrow." Tut replied with an emotional less face. " I see, can I ask why you need to wait long." James asked.

He waves at Damien like they’re old friends. “Ah, yes. Thanks for padding my Fantasy Football score.” Damien smiles as soon as he spots him. “I told him the same thing,” Scott says with a chuckle. Rafe shrugs. “I do what I can.” Tomás leans against the wall, looking awkwardly at the others. I can’t blame him, really. I mean, Forbes Top 50, Football Star, and we’re all in Scott’s house, so… yeah. But when he looks at me, there’s determination in his eyes, and that makes my heart beat faster. He’s not rich, he’s not famous, and he’s not trying to save the world through organic farming. But he does mold young minds, and he’s good at it. I think that’s really something.

She waved and smiled. Arlo continued, "and this big guy over here is Tom. He'll be captaining the other raft." He motioned toward a tall, well-muscled man with wavy brown hair and a beard. The guy reminded me of Magnum PI. "Tom is from New Zealand and can teach you all sorts of cool Kiwi phrases." "Right you are," Tom said with a very pronounced Kiwi accent and a broad smile.

Aurelio laughed and looked towards Dmitri. "You're seeing this right?" Aurelio teased. Dmitri blushed and looked at Toma then at me. "Y-yeah," he whispered and then tensed. "I'm seeing it," he whispered, looking a little worried. "He looks like he's growing up too fast," he told Aurelio quickly. "Growing up too fast?" Aurelio asked. Toma leaned his head against me and let out a small sigh. I held Toma close and purred to him, licking his neck again. Dmitri nodded.

“He’s not stupid enough to involve the police.” “No,” Enzo agreed. “But he’s angry. We caught footage of him speaking with an old dock laborer. One of ours. Retired.” Cassiel’s gaze sharpened. “Who?” “Man's nickname in the underground is Tomás. Used to do the tunnel routes for shipments—before we shut that end.” “Tomás owes me a favor.” Enzo nodded. “Already sent a warning. He swore he didn’t say anything.” Cassiel inhaled slowly. “We can’t afford exposure. Not now.”

"This is truly remarkable, Madame Aurora," Keia replied. The Gitana's gaze locked onto Thomas, her smile fixed in place. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your companions?" “Absolutely," Hera managed to say. "Thomas and Gelo meet Madame Aurora, the woman responsible for our newfound status." The Gitana reached out her hand. Thomas shook it briefly. "You put on a fantastic performance. How long have you been doing this?" Thomas inquired. "For several years now, Mr...?" She paused, waiting for his last name. He hesitated, unsure if she had any history with his family.

Then Corin sat down again, in the chair by the fire, and was asleep inside two minutes. *** Tomas came last. He had the bandage still on his brow. His hands were clenched at his sides like he was trying to keep them from shaking and was almost getting there. He did not step all the way inside the study. He stayed by the door. "Take my horse." Alec looked up. "Tomas." "He knows the eastern road better than anything in your stables. I've ridden him that way three times a year for four years. He's faster over the frozen ruts. He won't spook at the timber tracks. He'll go until you tell him to stop."