C Thomas Howell Outsiders Novels & Stories

"You know I have to say, I can't wait to see what Havoc has planned for you tomorrow. You made pretty good timing getting here despite your broken leg." Halbert slowly glanced to the side out of his peripheral view. Leaning against a tree with his battle axe hefted on his shoulder was Thomas, he didn't even bother sparing Halbert a glance as he ate an apple. ... "You knew I was trying to get away the whole time!? Why didn't you stop me sooner? Oh is it you wish to make a deal?" "Honestly I found it entertaining to watch. HaHa how often do you get to witness a prince dragging himself through blood, mud, piss, and shit." Thomas lightly laughed at the thought.

Chapter 1 It was Saturday, 11th May 2019, eleven forty-six in the morning, when Joe Thomas and his wife Cynthia stopped their Nissan NV 350 minibus in front of the wrought iron gates of Thomas Gardens. Joe had picked up the keys to the family estate from his uncle Samuel three days ago.

"Someone like Thomas?" Dr. Rhodes glanced at me sharply. "What about Thomas?" "Just wondering if he knows about the Unbound." I kept my voice casual, the deleted text burning in my mind. "Thomas was Redclaw's plant, not ours." She studied my face. "Why?" "No reason. Just trying to figure out who's on which side." We pulled onto a dirt road that seemed to lead nowhere. After twenty minutes, a compound appeared cabins surrounding a main lodge, all enclosed by a fence topped with silver wire.

Dressed in a black hoodie, jeans, and a baseball cap pulled low over his eyes, Thomas arrived at the imposing Whitmore mansion under the cover of darkness. He was a shadow amongst shadows, his heart pounding in his chest as he made his way to the back entrance, the one Marjorie had always insisted he use. He was greeted by an icy stare from Marjorie, her face pale in the dim light. "What the hell are you doing here, Thomas?" she hissed, glancing nervously over his shoulder. "I had nowhere else to go," Thomas replied, his voice barely a whisper. "Everyone is looking for me." "Of course they are!" Marjorie snapped, her eyes flashing with anger. "You were stupid enough to get caught on camera!"

He had not stepped foot into this place for a long time. Thomas took a big step inside, and Thea followed after him. Maxine glanced at Thea suspiciously. She could tell that something was wrong from the way Thea was actingand that something must have happened to her. She quickly pulled Thea aside and whispered, “What’s wrong, Thea?” “N-Nothing.” Thea did not say much and quickly returned to Thomas’ side. Thomas grew up in the Cadens’ mansion and was quite familiar with the place, so he managed to find his way to the backyard with ease.

Which meant Thomas had already taken a chunk of the bride price to patch the company’s finances. Thomas always had too much confidence. Just like ten years ago when he worked with outsiders to destroy Hart Innovation Group, staged a car crash, and killed the Harts. He must have been just as self-assured then. Evelyn lowered her gaze. In the dim light, her profile looked peaceful, but her eyes held nothing but cold shadow. Meanwhile, outside on the lawn, Graham had stepped away to call his mother. Vance placed a row of wings on the grill and looked across at Nicholas.

Thomas was a very exhausting human. "I know what it is. It's that Catcher bastard. Oh, I can smell his dirty paws all over this. He probably paid them to say all these hateful things about me," He looked up at me and met my eyes since he began his rant, "They called me unintellectual. THEY FUCKING CALLED ME DUMB! CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE THAT?!" Good old Brian Catcher. That man for sure had my vote. But as for Thomas' question, I shook my head saying no but the truth was that I could actually believe it. Anyone who spent fifteen minutes with Thomas would most surely be able to believe it.

he called making Edwin sigh as he stood up “go easy on the maid, they are all afraid of you, and if they go there will be no one to serve you, and open a window, up will you?” Edwin called before leaving, but Thomas paid no mind, his hands instantly moving to the whiskey, he needed to be high at all times he didn’t want to think, he felt miserable when he had a clear mind

The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along. ... As if on cue, my mother's call came through. "Aurora, there's a sudden sit-down with the capos. We won't be back at the manor tonight."

In a cold, icy voice, she snapped, "Explain? Why don't you go and explain your bigamy to the judge instead!" She then turned on her heels and left, leaving the pale couple behind. An unprecedentedly fierce argument erupted in the Sherman family household that night. Cathy slammed the incriminating photos of Isaac's and Vivian's adultery in front of Mom and Dad and played the recording for them again. At first, Mom refused to believe her. "This must just be a misunderstanding, Cathy! Vivian is so naive and innocent—" Cathy laughed shrilly. "Naive? Innocent? She climbed into your eldest son's bed and talked about taking your eminent domain compensation away, and you still call that naive and i