Black Widower Thomas Randolph Novels & Stories

Viola cried out, "I don't care! What reputation do I have left? You've probably heard about the Warren family. I've walked straight into a den of wolves! Thomas, you owe me this! If you were alive, why didn't you send me a letter? Even after receiving the divorce letter, I've remained a widow for you at my family's home.

She mumbled. As Maya was about to speak, a black SUV car, drove in, and the door was opened. Thomas stepped out of the car. "Oh" Mrs. Caldwell groaned and place her fingertips on her eyelid. "The last thing I want to see right now." "Oh my my! What a pleasant surprise." Thomas exclaimed as he walked towards them with an outstretched arm. "I never thought these faces were the ones I was going to see here instead of Ethan's. What a pleasure to meet the two ladies of the Caldwell family," he bowed mockingly. "The latest Mrs. Caldwell is looking all classy and lovely, and the old Mrs. Caldwell looking the same like ever," he scoffed. "Where is Ethan?" He looked around.

“Rand’s first wife died even before I was born, when Nate was just three... and you’ve been the only mother he knows since.” “Yeah, well, forget about us... you’ve got to make your own life, dear girl. This dreary old pawn shop and your obsession with becoming a movie star will be the death of you.” “Right now, this dreary old place is the life of me... so you go home and get some rest while I take care of things.” “Alright, darling.” Millicent Rogan collected her handbag and umbrella and began walking toward the door. “And Rand will be here after ten as usual.”

And as for Sandra…" I turned to my wife. She tightened her grip on my hand and stepped forward, her voice steady. "Rick, I don't know why you misunderstood. But back then, the matchmaker was always referring to your family's second son—Thomas. I was never meant to meet you. There was no 'stealing' involved. From the very start, the only person I've ever loved… is Thomas."

Just before he closed the window, Thomas rushed up to him, “Bradley wait.” He stared at him and asked, “Yes?” Thomas sighed and said, “I’ll be your lover but no one can find out. I want us to grow together first before announcing it to everyone.” Bradley nodded his head in understanding, “Alright, see you tomorrow?” “Yes, you will,” Thomas said cheerfully. He leaned over the window on his toes and pecked Bradley on the cheek who smiled at him. * Terrance walked into his home and was met by his three wives. Berene walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek and so did Patsey. Alice stared at him and said, “Welcome home Terrance, your bath is ready for you.”

“Lana... I didn’t mean to... I just... Sigh. Our son’s grown up. I can’t control him anymore. I know he still hasn’t gotten over that girl from the Carrington family. But... forget it. Let him be. Lana, I didn’t mean to hit him. You loved him the most. Please... don’t be mad at me…” Lana—Thomas’s late wife and the former matriarch of the Watkins family—had passed away young. Thomas raised their son alone and never remarried. Her place as matriarch had remained vacant ever since. Rumor had it he loved her deeply—and because of that, he adored their son even more.

He dragged a finger across his throat. "Are you serious?" I scoffed bitterly. "Deadly." Thomas's eyes darted nervously to the door. "There are rumors about what happens to people who cross him. People disappear, Ms. Kingwicke." I bit my lower lip, thinking. "What about Sandra? What's her surname again?" "Sandra Salton? She's resourceful, but—" "Send her up. Now." Thomas hesitated. "She's close with your sister." "I'm aware. Send her anyway."

When Maya heard that, she hurried over with a glass of water and told him to sit on the couch and rest. During dinner, Maya kept piling food onto Randy's plate until it was heaped with dishes. Meanwhile, all I had in front of me was a plate of celery, something I had never liked. I took a deep breath, forced down the pain in my chest, and tested him. "Where's your girlfriend? Why didn't you bring her?" Randy set down his fork and gave me a meaningful look. "Because her husband wouldn't let her." My expression darkened as I looked him straight in the eye. "Since when did you start sleeping with married women? Aren't you afraid that someday your actions will come back to haunt you?"

He chuckled and said, “Mr. Owen, you’re Stone’s father. Stone is my brother. On the west coast, he had rescued my life countless times. Without Stone, I would’ve died due to sickness and injuries. He passed away, so I could only repay his kindness to you. “So, please don’t say thank you to me anymore. I should do this.” The two of them were quite polite. William looked at Thomas, and he liked Thomas even more as he stared at him. At the same time, he could not help but feel gloomy. He was such a good man. Why was he married? God had really made a wrong decision! How good would it be if Thomas was still single? It would also be great even if was divorced. In that case, Adery would have a chan

“ After all this dressing, I’m just gonna sit here and wait to be called out like a dog? No way! “ he hmphed and crossed his arms aggrievedly. But regardless of his unhappiness, he didn’t leave his room rather he sat his round buttocks on his bed angrily as he waiting to be called. His phone buzzed , he picked it up and glanced at it, it was a notification of the most trending topic on newstip, a blog he followed. It’s headline: The most handsome Widower in the Elite party! This is a click bait Bash gladly fell for and wasn’t disappointed as he saw various pictures of Storm in his suit. His mouth dropped to the ground, he thought this man was handsome but this is just above human beauty, he