Pinky Thomas Novels & Stories

She wore a gray shirt with the gyms name on the back and pink leggings with black and pink hi-tops. “Hi. I’m Helen.” “Hi Helen, everybody calls me Pinky.” She held her hand out and Helen took it. “I love your bag.” “Thanks.” Helen blushed slightly. “My son got it for me. I work for TRAAC…” “Oh! Yeah, let me get my dad.” She went into a glass walled office and then came back. “Go on in. He’ll get you set up and then I’ll show you around.” “Okay.” Helen said going into the office.

It was true that Kingston's workspace was quite messy—it took a bit of sleight of hand to clean it up. But Pandora's attention was only drawn to the fingers pushing the 'love' shaped lunch box and the soft pink color display, contrasting with Kingston's masculinity—which seemed quite strange if that was the case.

I knew there were others in Danny’s pack, I just hadn’t met any of them. Danny gestured towards the new man with red hair and freckles across his nose. He smiled at me, and bizarrely, it appeared to be genuine. “This is Thomas. He’s the book worm of the pack. He’s going to help you figure out how to work the thing.” I eyed Thomas with new suspicion as he stepped forward. “Hello Sophia, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He inclined his head as if I was royalty. Danny smirked. “Thomas and his father before him have done copious amounts of research on the stone. He’s going to talk you through what you need to do.”

Minding my business I climb into the ring, jumping on feet and roll my shoulders trying to warm up. "Camden, spar with Pinky for a bit on the mats." Thomas instructs. Pinky is the one that drew the short straw in assisting my vigorous sparing sessions. He wears the full body shield, and lets me punch him around daily. He does a lot of sparring around the gym, and everyone loves him. Pinky waddles into the ring with gear head to toe. He gives me a nod, and I start laying combos into him. Staying light on my feet I try to outsmart him, and hit him before he can think about blocking.

Marie closed her eyes and rolled her head slightly behind just the same way she had seen her sister do. Something happened to her as if she got a minor current when the nose of the teddy bear that was made of plastic touched her button. The feeling was such that it disconnected her completely from the current problems in her life. She wanted to experience that feeling one more time. So, she did it again, but now it was intentionally done by her.

“And the lovely lady?” Thomas answered without hesitation. “Meet Piper. My wife.” The word landed. Unavoidably heard. Piper felt it draw attention, felt the brief pause as it registered. Ward’s wife, an early forties statuesque beauty in emerald silk, smiled too brightly. “She’s lovely,” she said, her eyes already moving on. Thomas’s steady fingers closed around Piper’s hand deliberately, as they turned away. Moving on. “Harlan Price,” Thomas continued. “Founder of Harlan Cybersecurity, a startup. He’s also my business associate.”

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.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

"Cecelia Tang, what in the h*ll are you doing?" Urgh! I just can't watch her replace Pinksy Mogul like that. "Cecelia looked at Mango and knew that she could not escape. Although she was confused, she still pointed at Mango angrily." Mango's mind went blank. Who was Pinksy? "When Rainie saw Mango's expression, she immediately sighed, ""Pinksy is the person who was going to play the zither for us. However, she couldn't make it because of some personal issues."""

Something told Viki that she had just started a war and Thomas was going to be right in the middle. “Oh shit. What have I done?!” whispered Viki into the darkness. Thomas looked at each piece studying the lines and feeling the details on everything. That’s when he found it. It was a pin. A pink pin that someone would get if they gave money for breast cancer awareness. What the hell? How he missed the pin, he will never know, but he has seen it now. He scribbled in his leather book and put the pin in his pocket for safe keeping. He thought he could do some sort of spell on it and no one would be the wise.