Ben Talking Tom Novels & Stories

"Oli is having a few problems, but they're going to tell people eventually." "That's good," Beth smiled. "Where's my annoying brother? And the asshole that is named Tom?" "Blake is at the Agency, getting briefed for a mission with Carter and Mason," I said. "Tom is with Eli in the basement, working out." "Working out, eh?" Beth smirked and I slapped her arm. "When were you going to tell me you fucked Tom?" I demanded. Beth chewed her lip and shrugged. "It just happened," she mumbled. "No biggie."

"No way. Bam should go." "Not a chance. Iu should go." "I wouldn't even if I were crazy. Someone else should go..." "Alright, enough!" Belinda and Jisoo whispered loudly. "None of us will go, then. This is a mess," Belinda scoffed. "I don't even know how to approach her anymore." "No one does," they all said. Then Bam spoke. "I don't want to ruin the moment, but..." "No, Bam. No one knows how Tom is," as if he had read their minds, he interrupted. "Hopefully, he's gone to hell."

Bring it on! Tom!

Bert replied with his pale face and swallowed his saliva as his throat felt dry from what Tom had just said. "Good! Then!" said Tom again. "Look at your face! Hahaha...your scared face is giving me so much pleasure! Relax, I'm just kidding! Allan is just panicking! Allan is afraid of losing Eve again! He'll go crazy if Eve leaves again this time!" quipped Tom with a glare in Allan's direction. Tom tapped his cigarette and started to smoke it, he offered it to Bert, Bert rejected it by shaking his head. Although it was just a joke, but he knew Tom's words were not without reason; it was like a real warning to him.

Becky shouts. "It's me Ben"

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry. I'll call right on schedule." "I'm pleased to hear it. Until next time then. I'll say hello to Katy for you." Tom sags against the high stone wall as he tucks the phone in his pocket. Pale, his hands clammy, he takes a couple of long breaths before, straightening his jacket and tie, he returns to join the celebration. Brett digs an elbow into Nathaniel's ribs. "Look at him. Too much wine and the day's barely started." "Are you alright, Tom?" asks Diane.

She thought as she smiled in between Mr Tom's words. “...the only medicine for my boss' illness right now is to set his eyes on your sister, Becky.” “Becky?” She exclaimed. The ending part of Tom's words took her off guard. “Becky is dead. Were not in her burial?” She said with some level of confidence. Mr Tom brought out his phone and showed her the footage of the staged accident. “We have discovered the truth and we know why your parents did it. I am not here to cause trouble, but rather, I want the address or how can I get to meet Becky.

The asshole who betrayed us for some unknown reason. "Then um..." Ferrell said, but mumbled the name very quietly. "And then I think it was Tom also in the car. But he didn't look like the Tom we were shown. This person had a scar." Bane said. "Tom might have a brother?" I angrily asked. I heard Anthony gasp and I just ignored him. "Wait a moment, who's the other guy?" I asked. "Okay, well, that would be...well, it's kind of...your dad."

“Stay close to Mommy today, okay, princess?” “Okay, Daddy.” “Now, if you ladies will excuse me, I need to help Mr. Tom. Enjoy the day, and I will come back to you as soon as I can,” he told us before kissing my cheek and walking off toward Tom, who smiled at him as they shook hands. Becky and I wandered over to the group to wait for further directions. While we were waiting, Becky pointed out a few stands that she wanted to go to. A few minutes later, Tom clapped his hands as he called for our attention, making all of us fall silent.

"Why would you care if the scaled lied to you? It could say you were ten pounds heavier, and you'd still be pixyish." Bethany hopped down off her chair and glared at me, or rather glared up at me. "That's not funny!" "Yes, it is, Tinkerbelle!" came a response from behind her. She turned and glared at the muscle head guy that had walked up to the counter. "Tom, do you remember a week ago when I took you down to the mat? Do you want that to happen again? Call me Tinkerbelle one more time," she growled menacingly.