Drew Thomas The Conjuring Novels & Stories

"I think Snake's still chained to the stage." "I'll take care of him." Derek hollered from under a mask before he jogged into the theater. He was the guy that nearly killed Jordon. Derek was here! Were Grant and Matt here too? "You should help Derek. Snake is a cold-blooded killer." I glanced up to Thomas. He was gazing at me with glassy eyes. My heart swelled with my love for him. We were together again. I had my Thomas back. Thomas gently ran his hand over my back before he placed a kiss on the top of my head. "I'll be right back."

"Interesting. I am working towards trying to get Thomas to come clean on this. I have a feeling he is involved but I am not sure how to get him to spill. The mating ball is Saturday and I know he will be back." "Just keep him close Minerva and be prepared for anything." "I will Simon. Get rest. When you are released, ask Dr. Reece to mindlink me and I will come get you and take you to a suite with an adjoining room for Scarlett." "We will. Thank you Minerva." I walked out of the room not feeling any better about Thomas. His wolves are involved with rogues and vampires. None of this is going to be easy. ---- I crawled into bed laying there wondering how this was going to play out. Thi

Damon instructed, showing him his sexy smirk, not that Thomas was fazed by it, knowing I was hiding behind this hunk of a man, and knowing I could blink, he obliged, he sat on the couch on one end, Damon sat next to him, on the other end I sat on the arm of the couch next to Damon, I had my arm around his shoulders for support, and he had his hand on my thigh, Thomas took a sip of the drink, and Damon signalled me to talk, I took a deep breath and began "Thomas, I didn't know Kristen was your daughter, I promise, I don't know what happened" Damon gave my thigh a squeeze as a sign of support but you don't want to know what it was actually doing "So what? You go round hurting anyone?" Thomas s

"Something worth killing for." Sera's mind flashes to David Chen's words. Connor's journal. He gave it to Thomas Crane. "We need to search Thomas's house," she says abruptly. Dante looks at her. "Why?" "Because David Chen told me Connor kept a journal. His last entry said to find me if anything happened to him. Thomas was holding it." "Thomas is dead. His house was cleared out weeks ago." "By who?" Dante hesitates. "The council. They said they were securing the pack property."

Thomas pretends that he’s a gentleman. "I know everything, Thomas, take my advice, it will be helpful,” Daven warned. Thomas nodded, looking down. “I was looking for you,” "Why?" "Tonight, I am going to do the ritual and I want you to accompany me," Daven said. "Did Chloe agreed to offer her blood,” Thomas asks in surprise. "Yes, she agreed," "I will accompany you," Thomas said, wondering how he convinced that woman. But this is all simple for Daven. “I will meet you in the vault,” Daven said and walked aimlessly in the corridors.

“Then, I’m not wrong. Thomas has been helping Lyle.” “Why?” “I don’t know, Alpha. Something about a deal he made. Where is he now?” We all look at Paige’s stunned expression. “They left days ago. He said he had another job.” “That job was giving Lyle the layout of this pack and rotation schedules. He also built Lyle the dungeons we housed the girls in. Thomas gave him everything he needed to sneak up and murder you all.”

The image struck him so hard his chest tightened. He hadn't thought about her in years. Then the memory continued. His mother knelt beside him. Smiling. Gentle. Warm. Then she asked: "What are you drawing?" The young Thomas proudly held up the paper. And the moment he saw it— his blood turned to ice. Golden eyes. The drawing showed golden eyes. Massive eyes. Watching from darkness. Exactly like the creature below. Exactly. The memory shattered. Thomas gasped. Ava immediately grabbed his shoulders.

Daemon continued while moving even closer to where Thomas knelt, “Tell me the truth now and I will ensure your death is quick and painless, but if you continue to lie and we later discover accomplices you failed to name then your suffering will be endless.” Thomas’s eyes darted around the hall again and I could see him calculating whether cooperation might buy him some mercy or whether staying silent would better serve whatever cause he believed he was fighting for. The guards holding him tightened their grip in warning and one of them growled low in his throat, and finally Thomas seemed to break under the pressure. “There are three others who knew about my communications with the hunters,”

Thomas howled with laughter, but there was bitterness in his tone. “What are you talking about?” Drake asked since Cole was still hovering over his uncle in wolf form. “The vampires,” Thomas replied, still laughing like a psychopath. “They were using us this whole time. How did I not see it coming? They never had any intentions of helping us fight,” Thomas shook his head, his laughter was quieter now, and the reality of the situation was sinking in. His words hit me hard and left an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something was happening, but what?

He said with fear in his eyes. "Oh did I mention that a drayak's DNA doesn't show on objects unless we want it too. And all the texts, memories and proof we were with the victims we killed are wiped off. Well the memories of today actually." I responded. "So have fun in Lucy's home. I hope you scream really loud." I said finally then Thomas finally broke as he climbed the chair and held the ropes on his hands. "I don't want to die! Please! I'll do anything but don't do this! Your partly human please!" He begged desperately as tears fell down his eyes.