Novel & Cerita My Thomas Story Library

‘Members. ‘Well, how about ye tell me?’ Maud said. ‘No one else needs to know, do they?’ ‘I can’t tell you,’ Thomas said sternly, causing Maud to take a step back in surprise. ‘It’s against the rules.’ ‘And where are these rules?’ Maud said, her face impassive, but in her eyes anxiety took up residence. Thomas pulled open the flap on a breast pocket and removed a small, buff-coloured book. ‘This is the Blue Thunder Handbook,’ he explained. ‘The rules.’

Liam was so young, yet he could actually understand the book. Thomas had written that book as an extracurricular textbook for university students. Liam was only five years old. He was obviously gifted. "Uncle Thomas and Liam are both very impressive." Isabel, who was sitting in Thomas' arms, suddenly spoke up. Her sweet and childish voice was very pleasant to hear. Thomas could not help but pat her on the head before he said to Liam, "You can always come and ask me if there's anything you don't understand or want to know more about."

Maud shuffled on the spot, her boots squeaking on the tiling like mice in the larder. “What are ye tellin’ us, young’un?” “The tablet’s gone,” Thomas said. “It’s like . . . It’s like . . . ” Beatrice’s anger was beginning to boil over. “For God’s sake, Thomas! Spit it out.” Thomas looked at them both, and the confusion in his eyes made it clear to Beatrice and Maud there was only truth in the words that followed. “It’s like I dreamed the whole thing,” he whispered. “Even after dreams, ye can sometimes recall em,” Maud coaxed. “They may be smudged but ye can still make em out if ye put yer mind to it.”

"The Evans family really had the audacity to fool us with a fake Caroline to keep our alliance! Since they're already in jail, Caroline will have to pay for their debt with her blood!" His subordinate glanced at him. "Mr. Thomas, what should we do next?" "Tell Finn to send all his men here! Doesn't he want half of the remaining shares in my hand? I'll just hand it all to him!" The men were shocked, but they didn't know what to say. In the end, they could only agree and left. A long time after Thomas' men left, a doctor came over. "How are they?" "Mr. Thomas, the mother and child are safe. There's still seven months left before the child will be born."

I searched Thomas's whiskey brown eyes, wondering if I would ever see him again. No. I couldn't think like that. Of course, I would see him again. Thomas was cautious and smart. He knew how to navigate our new world better than anyone. "Diapers are already on the list, and I'll do my best to get us some books. I want them too, and I'll make sure to grab some fiction books if I see any. Then, you can have something to read while you're stuck in here." Thomas leaned in and his breath skimmed over my lips as he searched my eyes. "How's that sound?"

Thomas smiled when he heard what she said. “Yes I am.” Thomas replied and picked the glass if wine and sipped it. He dropped the glass back on the table and continued reading the book he was holding. The maid looked at the book and smiled. She knew that something big was about to happen because he was reading an Alpha book. “Seems like you're about to take what's yours.” The miaid said to him with a smile on her face. Thomas hates it when she starts acting smart but this time he overlooked everything and smiled because he'll be making use of her smartness the moment he gets to the castle.

Aunt told her servant to follow me if I went towards Servant quarter. I was sitting in the library and thinking about how to start the topic of Thomas. I started looking for books there. The servant came there and gave me the coffee. He was the closest friend of Thomas. I told him to stay. I got up from the chair and went to the door. I looked outside and no one was there. I went into the room and locked the door. I told him to sit. I said to him, "I want to know the truth". He replied to me, "what is wanted to ask from me?"

I responded making him quiet then took another pack to smoke. "Well I don't." "Same as I." I responded with a smile. We were silent for a while before Thomas started the conversation again. "So why aren't you with the King boy?" "He ain't in school. Saw he got beaten up pretty badly. Whoever did it has my approval of a wonderful artist." I responded then huffed my smoke. Thomas started to smile then faced forward when I looked at him before he huffed his smoke. I searched his thoughts for more information and saw that he loves money and women and was addicted to watching porn and taking drugs.

Grabbing some cheese and lunch meat and tossed it to Chester. Thomas popped open the bottle of beer as he made his way toward his desk. He flopped into his chair in exhaustion as he scanned his desk. Thomas had books of magic, old and new. He had old charms from his grandmother and two major pieces that came from his mother’s collection that was set up in his bookcase.

I had to take action soon. At the end of the day, as I was saying goodbye, I plucked up the courage and asked Thomas to show me the library. It was an excuse to be alone with him, but also an opportunity to see what he kept in his domains. With a smile, he agreed and led us inside. As soon as we entered the library, the smell of old books and polished wood enveloped me. The room was imposing, with floor-to-ceiling bookcases full of leather-bound volumes. But what really caught my eye were some framed photos on the central table.