Kat Thomas Novels & Stories

I can feel my face heat up red as they nod and turn off a machine or two. “ Thank you Madam Charlotte, would you like to see what we were going to do? He does need surgery because he’s left kidney is damaged and it looks like his knee bone is broken” the doctor explained to me as Creed walks over to me with a chair so I can sit down. “ Can you fix it? I mean can you help him?” I asked pulling my legs to my chest

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

Sarah began to cry—not a soft whimper, but a high-pitched, resonant scream that seemed to harmonize with the plant’s thrumming core. "Killian, move!" a voice boomed over the speakers. It was Thomas Vance. He had arrived on a secondary transport, and despite his age, he moved with the frantic energy of a man seeking redemption. He sprinted onto the gantry, carrying a heavy iron sledgehammer. "Thomas, get back!" Killian shouted. "I built this nightmare, Killian!" Thomas roared, swinging the hammer with a strength born of twenty years of guilt. "I'm the only one who knows where to hit it!"

Seris looked at him with an expression Kate couldn't read—too many emotions at once, all of them carefully suppressed. The young man cleared his throat. Tried to speak. Failed. Cleared his throat again. "I, um." His voice was barely audible, high and stuttering. "I'm... I'm Th-Thomas. I work for the W-Winters family. As an assistant. I was asked to... to deliver a m-message." The cathedral had gone completely silent. Even Silver's nephew had stopped fidgeting.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

He threatens. Jayden chuckles. “How I would have loved to see that. It's no good now that he's dead.” Kylian snaps his eyes at him, motioning him to shut up. “He’s dead?” Alpha Tate asks, his sliver eyes flickering to his wolf. Kylian sighs, “if it makes you feel better, I killed him. He died a painful death. Not as dreadful as you would have wanted it. Close enough.” A growl rumbling from Alpha Tate, softly as he grips the desk so hard his knuckles turn white.

His presence seems to fill the entire room. It is not just his size, it is the power that radiates from his eyes when they land on mine. His brown shoulder-length hair is wild, and he is dressed in his red kilt, slightly different to Ethan’s. The sleeves of his cream shirt are rolled up to his elbows and I notice one of the tattoos on his forearms is a flower—a contrast to his otherwise hard demeanor. I grit my teeth, and hold my head high. I won’t cower before him.

"And my father, Thomas? What was he like?" "Thomas was a man of great ambition and determination," Mr. Clark replied. "He was incredibly intelligent and had a natural business acumen. He had a vision for HH Incorporation that extended beyond mere financial success. He believed in using the company's resources to make a positive impact on the world. He often spoke of creating a more sustainable future and was passionate about environmental conservation and used his influence to support various eco-friendly initiatives."

"I don't sleep when someone's hunting us." "I know. That's why I'm here." I cross the room and drop into the chair across from his desk. "What did you uncover?" He tilts back, and the chair groans. "Thomas Halbert is real. He's been breathing under a different name for two decades. Thomas Hale. Private security contractor. He's disciplined. He's skilled. And he's been coiled in the dark, waiting." "Waiting for what?"

After seeing the girl I'm with, Thomas, the valet, teased me and exclaimed, "Yow! Khali, going home already? Who’s that girl? Khali's going out with a girl? This is news!" "Just shut up, Thomas," I said, and he responded with a laugh. Thomas is a friend of mine who is also a chic magnet, but unlike Steven, he never tries to flirt with them because it isn't his priority. He claims that he wishes to work professionally. His features are manly, and he has tanned skin that appeals to girls He handed me my car key, and I walked to the shotgun seat to open the car and let the inebriated human dumpling in.