Mad Bomber Thomas Novels & Stories

He curled up in the cup, trying to ignore the smell of the cheeseburger. Thomas sighed and tapped on the glass. “Don’t be stubborn, boy. I know you like cheeseburgers, just turn back to your normal size, and I will give you one and a bottle of Coke to go with it. How does that sound? Huh?” Matteo looked at Thomas’s face, trying to read his expression. Was he lying? Was he trying to trick him? Matteo wished he could escape from the warehouse, but there was an electric leech on his wrist that shocked him every time he tried to run, and he hated Thomas for putting it on him and his brother and also for kidnapping them. But he was so hungry and thirsty that he could drink a river.

Thomas. Thomas had been deeply troubled by Masato's growing power. What initially seemed like a profitable partnership soon turned into a dangerous rivalry. Thomas, who also had his own connections in the underworld, saw the Red Eagles as a threat to his organization. He didn't approve of Masato's methods, and gradually, the friendship they once had dissolved into distrust and resentment.

I laughed and he shook his head, Thomas shook his head at me and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You do realize that your dad could have come after you, right? We actually had to tie a man to one of the stalls in the plane because your dad had sent him to find you. Not to mention the numerous men who have been following us to try and find a lead on you” Thomas said and I sighed. The man was a genius despite being who he was. He had two degrees and one of them was in computer IT. I would by lying if I said that I wasn’t impressed by his skills.

Also sent a clear message through phone to not mess with his fucking business. Thomas Cruz, the head of eagle gang and his rival. Four days ago, there cargo shipments of weapon should have landed thought the harbor route. But Thomas fucking bastard looted in the sea killing his fifteen men. Usually, he never gets so riled up for few million euros but that scum needs to know who is the boss and who rules the Spanish underworld.

He replies, then he lays back on the bed using the headboard as a back rest. We spent the rest of the day getting to know each other more. I like Thomas, he seems almost like a big brother to me now. I know his mate was a rogue who died in the same attack that killed my parents, as they were not marked he was able to survive her death. He is 25 years old and he became a guard for the Luna after his own injuries from that battle healed. The Alpha was impressed with his fighting ability.

“She’s inside. She just woke up but hasn’t gotten out of bed.” Odell strode forward with Bowman behind him. Thomas smiled. “There’s a time bomb in her room.” Odell froze. He glared at Thomas and shouted, “Thomas, stop this at once. Believe me when I say I’ll kill you.” Bowman tried to talk Thomas out of it. “Thomas Carter, you’re surrounded. Surrender immediately.” “Only I know where’s the bomb.” Thomas looked into Odell’s cold gaze. “Brother, come with me alone or I will not tell you where the bomb is.”

---- Willow Watching Anders drool and fall over himself in front of Thomas has been the highlight of the week. I can completely understand his reaction, Thomas is incredibly good looking, all wavy blonde hair, toned and tanned – and he rides a motorbike. Plus, he is a solid guy, loyal, reliable and with a great sense of humour – the whole package. It’s just a pity his ex-fiancé wasn’t as loyal, he’s been single since that breakup – very, very single.

Tommy continued, then approached Erland. Thomas sighed, standing motionless as Tommy and the others took Erland away in the car that had brought Tommy. "Boss?" One of the thugs approached Thomas. "You’re all fucking idiots!" Thomas snapped, immediately heading towards his car. The three dumb thugs exchanged looks, and then followed Thomas, but they weren’t allowed into the car and had to walk to find a ride. ... During the journey, Maelie continued to cry while cradling Erland’s head in the back seat, while Ava and Aiden sat in the middle row with Amanda, and Tommy was in the front with his friend who was driving.

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.”

But we recognized him instantly. Thomas surged forward in the direction of him. Mason turned towards us, his eyes widening in panic. He tried to run, but Thomas was too fast. He tackled him to the ground, pinning him beneath his weight. "You're going to pay for what you did!" Thomas screamed, his voice raw with grief and rage. He raised his fist, ready to deliver a blow when airport security came rushing in.