Sodor Fallout Thomas Novels & Stories

He dragged a finger across his throat. "Are you serious?" I scoffed bitterly. "Deadly." Thomas's eyes darted nervously to the door. "There are rumors about what happens to people who cross him. People disappear, Ms. Kingwicke." I bit my lower lip, thinking. "What about Sandra? What's her surname again?" "Sandra Salton? She's resourceful, but—" "Send her up. Now." Thomas hesitated. "She's close with your sister." "I'm aware. Send her anyway."

"How long have you been working for Uncle Mateo?" Thomas shifted his weight, not quite meeting my eyes. "About three weeks. I was passing through and needed work." Something about his answer felt rehearsed. I'd met plenty of rogues in my time with Uncle Mateo, and they all had their stories. Some were open books, others kept their pasts locked tight. Thomas seemed to be the latter. "Where were you before?" I pressed, watching his reaction carefully. He shrugged. "Around. East coast mostly." I nodded like this satisfied me, but my senses were on high alert. Uncle Mateo had taught me to trust my instincts, and they were sending mixed signals right now. Thomas wasn't giving off any immediate th

His hair, a rich mixture of black and grey cascaded down his head, adding a touch of sophistication to his impressive presence. Beside him, familiar piercing blue eyes bore into mine, as if seeing right through my soul. "Mrs. Emily Stanford, I am deeply sorry for your loss,” Thomas Brown said, catching me off balance His gaze was intense, unnervingly so, that I struggled to maintain eye contact and for a moment, it seemed as though I was caught in a haze Tabitha's hearty laughter brought me out of my trance and without sparing Thomas another glance, I shifted my attention to Tabitha.

Thomas said with pride. He wasn't just a killer or fraud. He graduated from school and studied computer science but bad company led him astray. He can hack into anything of his choice but not for long. He can only get the information needed and that's all. He doesn't stick to hacking and only try that on special occasions. Thomas met Margaret years ago after her second marriage to Oscar. She has been married before but only Thomas knows that. However, they met on a beach in Spain and made out. Since then, they kept in touch until their gang grew more.

Thomas' angry face appeared on the screen. "Where have you been? I heard from the company that you haven't been there for two days," Thomas said. Thomas' temper flared up after he saw Thaddeus shirtless with many red spots on his body. "You rascal, did you go somewhere and catch a bad disease? You… You really disappoint me!" Thaddeus looked down at his body, feeling extremely embarrassed. What was Thomas thinking? Did he really think so poorly of him? "Grandpa…" he said helplessly. Then, he added, "I've had an allergic reaction and developed a rash. What were you thinking?"

I just hoped he could hold it till the end. “Back to the issue we were discussing,” another elder said. “I will summarize what we said so far for you.” I nodded. I already knew what he was about to say. There was a man named Thomas. No last name. He had been living among us, pretending to be a pack member. No one knew how long he had been here. There were no records of him anywhere. He had stayed hidden until recently when his account was frozen. The fool should have kept quiet, but instead he went to report it. That got him exposed.

After that, Mango fell asleep quickly, but her sleep this time was sweet and a smile formed on her face. Meanwhile, Thomas had returned to the Song family home according to Walter's instructions.? Carter Song was especially glad to see that Thomas had returned home, and Thomas's mother was the same. Hence, she wanted to get to know him better, but Thomas wasn't very receptive.? "I came back because I have errands to run. Walter said that there's a secret bunker in our house?" Thomas looked directly at Carter.? Carter was quite puzzled. Since when did Walter get so close to Thomas? Did the two of them make up since Walter told Thomas about the secret bunker?

It wasn’t funny. “Who? Gerald of the Blackwoods Wolves.” Thomas’s eyebrow rose. “Hold on.” He took his phone from his pocket. “I went to school with him. Yeah, he’s a hybrid. Half witch. You don’t think he did something to her?” “I don’t know. She’s not even sure how to talk to him.” “Then let’s cut out the middleman. Alpha to Alpha. I’ve got his personal number here.” Thomas dialled the number from his contacts list.

Aria's POV The first sleeper agent activated during breakfast. Thomas, one of our most loyal wolves, stood up calmly and drove a butter knife through his own eye. Not to kill himself – to create a portal. Through the wound, Marcus's laughter echoed as shadow tendrils reached for nearby wolves. I moved without thinking, goddess fire incinerating the tendrils before they could spread. But Thomas collapsed, and when James checked him, his pack bond was black with corruption. "He's been infected for days," James said, his scholarly mind already cataloging symptoms. "Maybe weeks. We need to check everyone."

he instructed. "Yes, boss" Neil replied evenly, even though he is shocked to learn that Thomas is a mole. Thomas was with Nova and Neil working under Fredrick for ten years now. He was one of their go to man when they need brawn over brains. Thomas can easily handle three men at a time. He was the kind who likes to listen to their Boss's instructions to a 't'. A man like him betraying their boss is shocking and is unexpected. 'He is helping Sussane? How did that witch made him go against the outfit like this?' he thought with a frown.