Solo Leveling Light Novel Thomas Andre Novels & Stories

"I don't know what kind of delusions fill that tiny brain of yours, you big oaf, but listen when I tell you this because I don't make it a habit to repeat myself. I will never, and I mean, never sleep with you. I have been doing fine on my own. The only thing you can do for me is leave me the fuck alone." "I'm sure you are. That's why you are heading to the gym now, right?" When I didn't answer, Thomas continued, taking a step toward me again. "Trust me, Firecracker, I wouldn't have left that room until you were so thoroughly fucked you forgot your own name. I would have you coming so hard you saw stars, and just when you thought you couldn't take anymore, I would fuck you into oblivion one

- she added with great seriousness. - Reconcile them? Turn them back from the wrong path?- Miyuki repeated with a little fear.- But... I can't do it...- she denied. - Miyuki, you already unleashed your power, right? I told you a long time ago that you have light in you, only need to find it and use wisely.- replied grandmother.- They helped you too, those two brothers. Aoi has taught you how to live with the darkness, get used to it, see its beauty and overcome the fear. On the other hand, Kai showed you how to find your inner light and how to fight the darkness thanks to it. They both did well, made their job perfectly. Remember their words and mine, focus, listen to yourself, and you will

"Press it with the Relic! Right now! I forcefully struck the carving with the Relic. A barrier of silver flame rose from the water, and the river roared as the light exploded. Hissing, the shadows drew back. At the tree line, Thomas emerged, his body contorted, his bones breaking and reassembling. "You believe that a ward will prevent me?" He shouted as he stepped into the flame. Even as his complexion turned black, he continued to walk while staring at me. "You're going to burn." Maddy pushed me from behind. "Leap into the water!" "I can't abandon you—"

“Huh? No.” Thea’s thoughts were interrupted by the sudden question. She recollected herself and asked, “What’s wrong? Is it cold?” Hearing her reply, Thomas stared at Thea. Without using his True Energy, he would feel the chill in the tunnels. He was an eighth-rank grandmaster, while Thea was only a third-rank grandmaster. ‘Could it be the Spirit Turtle’s blood?’ Thomas thought to himself. “I-It’s nothing.” Thomas did not explain.

“I’ve heard she’s been getting packages—mysterious little gifts from someone who’s clearly got a thing for her.” That revelation made my blood run cold. I saw Andreas’s face twist in confusion and then harden, the question clear in his eyes as he glanced at me. “What is he talking about?” he demanded, his voice sharp, slicing through the haze of my fear. Thomas pushed himself away from the wall, staggering but still smirking. “I’ll leave you two lovebirds to figure it out,” he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Good luck keeping her satisfied, Andreas.You might have married her but she will never be yours. Just like she isn’t mine either.” With that, he staggered away, leaving a chi

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

It's Not Over Light. Endless light. For a moment, Thomas couldn't feel anything. No pain. No fear. No sound. Only light. Then— darkness. Not the monster's darkness. Normal darkness. The darkness of closed eyes. The darkness after exhaustion. Then he heard something. Waves. Ocean waves. Slowly. Peacefully. Thomas opened his eyes. The storm was gone. The screaming sky was gone. The black gate was gone. Only clouds remained.

Thomas demanded, his voice shrill with outrage. The boy who had spoken first—Jamal—looked up at him with innocent confusion. "I'm Jamal, and this is my twin brother Andre. This is our mummy." "You're lying!" Thomas screamed. "She's not anybody's mummy! She's just the maid!" Andre tilted his head thoughtfully. "Are you trying to say this beautiful lady is your mummy too?" Thomas's face went red. "NO! I would never want her as my mummy! She's gross and mean and—"

André turned quickly, sizing him up before smiling. "Hey, champ. How was class?" Thomas rolled his eyes, resting his head against the window. "Like every day. Boring." André chuckled softly as he put the car in gear and pulled away slowly. "I didn’t like studying either," he confessed. "I thought it was all useless, repetitive… but I stuck with it. Today I have an excellent job with your mother." Thomas leaned forward. "What if I say I don’t want an ‘excellent’ job?" he teased. "I want something… big. Something that makes a difference."

Thomas quickly seals the entrance with a pile of rocks and branches before lighting a torch with a flick of his wrist. I lean against the cold stone wall, trying to steady my breathing, but the world tilts slowly. I glance down at my shoulder—my shirt is soaked through with blood, dark and wet. No. No. My knees buckle, and I drop to the ground just as Thomas’s voice fades into a distant echo. Everything goes black. *** My eyes flutter open to the warm glow of a small fire. A wild fowl roasts over the flames, its skin crackling. Thomas sits nearby, crushing herbs with a smooth stone.