Mad Bomber Thomas Novels & Stories

Hayley had witnessed that once. Her tiny base had a monster of a man named Thomas Kimmons, the only double-Gifted in the region with fire and metal-element abilities. Before the world fell apart, Thomas fought illegal matches in an underground boxing ring. He was covered in tattoos, had a temper like a lit fuse, and was quick to throw hands at absolutely anyone. What Hayley remembered most was how he loved slapping people senseless. The moment something ticked him off, he would just swing first and deal with the rest later.

Robin on our team might be a player, but at least that guy has a soul and heart. Thomas? He is cold and wrong in the head. The way he talked about the last girl he hated? The man said some nasty shit and called her a whore for not letting him lock her up in his basement. I shudder. Thomas is heavy into BDSM but doesn't understand when the partner isn't into the same thing. "What the fuck?!" Thomas suddenly erupts. His hand goes to his lips as he steps back from Michelle. "Why did you bite me, you fucking whore?! LOOK AT ME! I'M BLEEDING!"

"This man. He was Alexander's right hand. If we can flip him, we can bring down the rest." Isabella studied the photograph. "Who is he?" "His name is Thomas Webb. Marcus's brother." Her blood ran cold. "Another Webb." "The last one." Damien met her eyes. "And the most dangerous." The confrontation with Thomas was arranged for that weekend. Isabella stood in the conference room of the FBI field office, her family behind her, Thomas across the table. He was older than she'd expected, with gray hair, a lined face, and tired eyes. "You have something I want," Isabella said.

It seemed Xiomar was already busy. Emilio opened the door to the room where Thomas was currently being kept. Thomas Sanders, our deckhand. 35, married with two daughters. Surely, he understood the importance of not selling humans with two daughters? Thomas groaned loudly again as Xiomar punched the back of his head, not hard enough to crack it. I knew the force of my brother's punch, having been on the receiving end time and time again during his manic episodes. He was being tame. X grinned. “Late to the party boys.”

Thomas asked me directly, his tone half-serious and half-warning. I shot both thumbs up in the air. “Everything’s under control. Worst case, I’ll just drop your name.” He snorted. Once, I’d joked that I’d use his name if I ever got pulled over, and he’d given me a look that could freeze lava. He even swore he’d personally toss me in a jail if I ever tried bribing an officer. Thomas was rigid when it came to his job. But that same relentless side of him had saved Maya’s life once. And honestly, she was lucky to have him. He was lucky to have her, too. Together, they’d built this perfect little world with two kids who could charm the devil himself.

he shouted at the driver. The driver hesitated, but Thomas pulled out his own phone, dialed a number, and said coldly, "Go to Brunville Village. Look for an old man who goes by the name Roger Holt, an old woman called Ivy Sanders, and a girl… Cammy Holt. Kill them all." "No, please!" the driver cried, throwing the phone away. "I don't know who you are! Please don't hurt my family!" Thomas nodded with satisfaction. "Remove the dashcam. Turn off the recorder. Now, turn onto Antelope Road."

she replied as Tommy looked at the screen. "Sir, you need to calm down and tell me who you are, and how did you get this number," Tommy said as the man panted, "Are you, Tommy?" The man as Tommy raised an eyebrow, "And if I am him, what message do you have for me?" He asked as the man took a deep breath, "My name is Thomas, I'm a photographer, I came to Paris with a few friends, and today I decided to visit the forestry here in Paris," he explained as everyone listened attentively, "I got lost and found a house deep in the forest, so I went towards it to get some help when I saw a hand flagging me over, I was shocked but went anyway, and when I arrived, I saw a pregnant woman," he said as ga

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

Thomas' official title might be security, but he did a lot more than that. "The only people down here are the so-called security guys," Aspen said over her shoulder. "I recommend steering clear of them. Most of them are high all the time, so they won't bother us. The one to watch out for is Thomas. He's a cop that got fired for killing someone. You can see the top of the security building through those trees." Buzz worked there. He'd kept tabs on Thomas, what came in and out. The plan was mostly Buzz's. Aspen had just been going along with it. She hadn't gotten the vision, not until now.