Pinky Thomas Novels & Stories

"Ivy will be staying with us and that is final also remember that you are just a visit in this house so treat ivy with respect" Pinky bit her lower lip and lowered her gaze to the floor. "No problem sir!"she gulped hard and stood up as she started feeling pains Below her tummy. She hold her tummy and walk into the kitchen to get water. Her hand were shaking!! "How can Mr Jason bring in a lady without Seth's knowledge or does Seth knows!"pinky said as she pour a little water on a glass. Gulped down everything, she made way to find her phone. "Hello sweetheart!"Seth's voice was sounding so cute.

Thomas shrugged as he went to his wife and said gently, “I promise that this will be the very last time. It will not happen again in the future.” “Really?” “Really.” Thomas hugged Emma and kissed her forehead. Emma pouted as she said, “Tell me honestly then. How many identities do you have, how many things are you still hiding from me?” “Uh... Let me think...” While he was still deep in his thoughts, Thomas said, “The Food and Medicine Hall and Caring Hospital in Celandine City both belong to me, you already know that already. After a pause, he continued, “Shalom Technology and Scott’s Remembrance Cultural Arts Entertainment belong to me too.”

I heard her fake a sob and I knew she was wiping her fake tears behind me. At the speed of light, I turned to her and her face came into view. She was a girl with a long blonde hair packed into a bun, small eyebrows, doe eyed, a button nose and a thin pink lips. All in all, she looked like a kitten. “I'm not going anywhere after school,” I whispered timidly, making her snort and shift her eyes away from me. I sighed deeply, wanting to talk her out of it when I heard Mrs. Finn once again.

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I managed to keep him busy enough to not notice but he stopped before pulling my bottoms off. “I want this, but I don’t want to rush it now that you are compliant.” His voice sounded disappointed. He left the room but before he walked out as a show of faith, he unbuckled my ankle. I rubbed at it gently and relief filled my face. I watched as he walked out. I grabbed the phone and typed in Nick’s number. I was so grateful he had not changed his passcode since we were together. “Dominic Thorn speaking.” His voice was tense and filled with stress.

But for Thomas, the silence wasn't empty it was vibrating. ​"Mama, listen," Thomas said, his voice barely a whisper. He was standing in the center of the Bowery shop, his hands pressed against the ancient brickwork of the foundation. "The Shield-Ink in the walls... it’s not just holding the building up. It’s pulsing."