Newt Thomas Novels & Stories

Thomas is like that, cautious, even more so when there's someone new in the lab. “Oh, this is Thomas the sniper, he keeps track of all the weapons we're given, he and Trevor take care of our materials. Trev is the one with the vehicles, he is a very good driver, even so he almost never shows it, he is embarrassing, the poor thing. But don't be confused by their pretty sweet bread faces, they are lethal weapons. —They don't have sweet bread faces. —Nathan, the almost dead one, is the boxer, the bully, the badass, although he also seems like a bread of God.

I still did not even know where my brother was, I couldn’t even hear his voice or catch his scent anymore. Nathan, who was talking to Domenico, both their voices blocked from me due to the beam that surrounded me, was furious as he tried to attack him only to get electrocuted. The bastard couldn’t even fight him like a man. His eyes met mine and he smirked before he looked between the two of us, removing the barrier that blocked his voice

For the first time in a long while, Thomas believed it. The End

I asked Thomas in a monotone voice, not showing any fear. On the other hand, I was well aware of his personality. He was notorious for being ruthless and vicious toward other fighters who were involved in his illegal activities. He treated them like his dogs, not like humans. Thomas Wyatt is a monster, as evidenced by the fact that he stopped in front of me and, without saying hello or goodbye, his hand flew into the air and back-slapped me. My head turned 45 degrees to the left, causing me to sneer in surprise. 'Hell! He's wearing a ring that scratched my cheek. It stung! '

Catherine settled inside the car. "Hello Catherine, my name is Thomas and I am the personal assistant of Mr. Mendez," said a man wearing black suit from the front passenger seat. "Hello, Thomas," Catherine greeted him. Though in her mind she was repeating the name Mr. Mendez. It felt familiar to her but she couldn't remember where did she hear that. Maybe she heard it from the dean of the orphanage, she thought. "Please take these," Thomas's voice pulled her out of her strings of thoughts. He was holding a brand new iPhone and MacBook. Catherine took them from him cautiously and heard Thomas continue.