Talking Tom Characters Novels & Stories

"Maya, can I talk to you alone for a moment?" Tom asked suddenly.... I choked on my drink as I asked "Me?" "Unless there is someone else called Maya"....he replied teasingly. I wonder how he clicks with Mark because they are totally opposite in character. He is very good looking like a cover page model but very smart, gentle and kind. He is a younger version of Sir Max and at the juncture, he made me miss Sir Max so much.

Maybe he's talking to Cami. "…I told you, not yet. Just give me two more weeks." Who is he talking to? "N-No. Don't pull Noru in this conversation, he's already done with his part." I tried getting nearer so I could hear the other person he was talking to. Though I never intend to eavesdrop. "You want me to give you another pay!? What the fu… you fucking bitch." …this seems like an intriguing gossip for me. It's rare for me to hear Toma talking so seriously like this. Most of the time when he's with me, he's just some kind of moron who talks a lot.

I guess he needed only the wind to remember that he is still existing. When I approached the door ready to knock, I hesitated for a while. But I opened the door without the regular knocking, I saw the interior which still looks modest. Tom was sitting by a small table which sat two cups of clear liquid. He didn't looked at me rather he looked down facing that table and it's content. "Well-done, you have made sure that more than half of he population is stable", his voice was stable despite the odds. Tom was dressed in a cloth that covered nearly 90% of his body.

He asks, and Tom shrugs. "I was to do it yesterday, but Tina canceled." Tom says, and I almost roll my eyes. I didn't sign up for this. "Again?" Shawn asks, looking at Tom sadly, but Tom only nods. "She isn't interested anymore, I guess." Tom says. Tom is 6'1 with brown hair. He has these beautiful brown eyes that shine when he laughs. He laughs a lot, and seeing him this way is... different. "Then talk to her." I blurt out, making Tom look at me, surprised.

I lie. I really don't know why I said that. "Then do you want to walk with me?" He offers. Seeing my lack of response, he scratches the back of his neck. "I mean, I am not a weird uncle or anything. My name is Tom." "As in Tom and Jerry?" That's the first thing I relate his name to. That silly, cute, cat. "Hah—something like that." He coughs a little. "I am heading there next. Do you want to come too?"

Nova rolls their eyes. “So, who did you want me to meet?” Nova asks, while lacing their fingers with mine. I catch a glimpse of Tom, whose Jaw is on the floor. “That…that is…oh, wow! Uhh…sorry man…but I get the attraction, but I just can’t..wow!” Tom stutters and walks to the back room rapidly. “Not that fool!” I mutter “Come meet Tiana!”

Although we don't love each other, perhaps the attraction between us is enough to make our relationship good. "Breath, Evo. Also, wipe your saliva. It's embarrassing. You're drooling while staring at your wife," Tom teased Evo in a low voice. I was already in front of Evo so I heard what Tom said to him. I discovered that Tom was not just his trusted bodyguard but also his best friend. It turns out Tom owns the security agency where Evo hired his mother's driver-bodyguard and even Pit. "Shut up, man," Evo snapped at Tom, who just laughed at him.

“You all are fuck*ing morons!” They were coming outside the classroom, when they heard someone clearing his throat. A guy with broad shoulders was standing there trying to grasp their attention. His icy blue eyes were soft while looking at them. They all immediately stopped talking and gave him a once over. “Hi there.” He nodded looking at them. Clara and Poppi were looking at him dreamily when he smiled. Oh, man! His smile was contagious. “Yes?” Jackson frowned a little. “I am Tom, just got transferred and today is my first day. Can anyone of you show me around?”

It was a whole lot to take in. “Yes Captain.” I nodded and we walked out. Tom? What's Tom like? That's such a corny name. Tom was absolutely not my mate in anything. He was bigger, a bit handsome but not my time, and he definitely had those muscles. Yes, he's also incredibly tall. He was a racer? He better not beat my ass or that bastard would finally get rid of me. Damn. He was trying to make small talk but I was already so pissed by the fact that it was an off day, so I was so mean unintentionally. He got the message and stopped talking.

He had shorts on, an old television was hanging on the wall, next to it was guitar and a speaker with one of its loop broken. "Can't stay man, gat some serious business to deal with" Tom said as he picked the pack of cigarette that was lying in the table, Jim pulled out a lighter, lighted Tom's stick and fired one for himself. He blew his in balls and circles, he loved to play with his smoke. "Keep this somewhere safe" Tom flashed the dagger at him, as he looked round the room. "You going to the Feds mate?" "Nope,just some simple business, its simple man, trust me" Tom said amidst a mouthful of smoke.