Black Widower Thomas Randolph Novels & Stories

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.”

“ 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

When Wilfred was alive, she never experienced anything like this because Wilfred was always there to watch over her. Since he was gone, she wasn’t so sure anymore about her own feelings and emotions. Her entire drive was placed on her business, but what was left for her as an individual, as a woman? Unknown to Victoria or anyone else, there was someone who took a picture of her coming out from the hospital. The picture was later sent to Catherine. The red haired woman held the picture in her hand and asked the photographer who this woman was. “If my source is correct, her name is Victoria Darlington. She is a widow to the late Wilfred Darlington.” He told her.

“Had you not helped them in the dark, they wouldn’t have pushed Grandma down and comatose her! Odell wouldn’t have misunderstood me and he wouldn’t have broken my leg. Tara wouldn’t have gotten the chance to push me down the lake!” “I just want to let you know Odell doesn’t really love you. He hurt you because of Tara. He cared only about Tara even after your second marriage. I just want you to leave him!” Thomas took a deep breath and continued, “Grandma’s incident is beyond me. I know I’ve hurt her and I admit I was the one who ushered Tara to push you down the lake, but it's under my control. I won’t let you die!”

" Surely you didn't think we allowed Thomas to meet you without us watching right? You might get to sentence Mr Mayday but then you would also be sentenced for killing Thomas" " And how can you prove I killed him? " " Because we saw it with our eyes" " We? " " Oh yes, I and his wife" " Didn't you kidnap his wife and child? " Just then a beautiful looking woman came in and said," well you see, my husband was a very stingy man. He never cared for my needs or that of my son. I still loved him though " the woman kept saying, walking around wiggling her hips and twirling her hair, " You see I was still bearing because he gave me money from time to time. And sometimes I was able to steal his card"

he insists. Thomas just turned and walked away. He starts to inspect every inch of the Cemetery certain he was now the keeper of the graves. He was curious about the red-hair witch but first priority was Gia-Mia. As dawn approach he walked back to the cottage but found her gone. He found his shirt left behind. He immediately pulled it on again feeling the dampness of her tears. There seemed to be something magical about the fabric. Thommo Roman sit drinking in his study. The last will and testament of his later grandfather lay in front of him. He kept glaring at the wording knowing he can’t ever change that. At least he managed to burn the note his cold fish wife had in her hand.

Kiran York watched Randall's expression and asked, "Do you think you shouldn't have fallen in love with Macy Wendell?" Randall shook his head and replied, "It’s not that I shouldn’t have fallen in love with Macy; it's that I never deserved to love her." "What do you mean?" Sofia asked, tears streaming down her face. "You’re still young; there are things you wouldn’t understand," Randall sighed, then turned to Kiran and Yvonne Quinn, saying, "You two must have saved me, right?" Both nodded. "Someone like me is better off dead than alive," Randall continued. "I never thought the son of the prestigious Carter family would feel unworthy of Macy Wendell."