Romans & histoires Thaddeus Thawne

“Hope, I did well? “ I question as I stare into her eyes. “You bastard” Tania screams, as she lashes onto me. She humps over grabbing hold of my neck, and there's nothing more than peace in my mind. She has gotten a taste of her medicine. Her reasons for being angry, I have no clue at all. What was hers, we never touched, nor intended too. All that were taken are Thanes. We either liquidated, or had transferred to my name, shifting it to South-africa. What's left in Nigeria, are those built from the ground by Thane, which neither his father nor his sister has a clue about.

He ordered one of his men, who opened a briefcase and brought out a white paper, handing it to him. Alpha Leonardo grabbed my thumb finger, piercing a sharp object into it, which sent a very intense pain to my veins. The tears in my eyes gushed down my cheeks. A little blood sprinted out from my thumb, and he forcefully pressed it on the side of the paper that had my father’s name written on it. “Our contract is sealed,” he coldly uttered and flung my thumb away. His face snapped in the direction of his men. “You can untie her old man,” he lazily instructed.

Most likely, he would torture him or his servant until he was given the stone. Carson picked up the phone and called Ted. He put in an order and told Ted to get it to him by tomorrow night, and he would give him a little extra. Ted loved to blow stuff up, and he was an arsonist, which would be satisfactory enough for him, but the extra money wouldn’t hurt either. He started calling in the cavalry so they would be here tomorrow night when the flamethrowers arrived. This way, Ewan could go over his plan and not have to wait for everyone to arrive.

Today had not started out the way that I planned at all. “Need a hand?” I turned around and saw Thad leaning against the lockers, grinning at me. I had not seen him all summer, and he was definitely a sight for sore eyes. He was 6’0 with muscles and a body that was ripped from years of playing sports and working out. His sport of choice had been football for the past three years, and he was the star player and best damn Quarterback around. It was because of him that our team won their games.

He flashed Lauretha an apologetic smile after which he headed off to see who was ringing the alarm. As soon as he left, she exhaled out in relief, wiped her lips and pushed down her dress that had rumpled a bit. She was most grateful to whoever it was at the door. Lucas soon came back in with another man. Fabiano by name and equally tall. A decade before he turns a century old, second in command of the vampire clan, Lucas best friend and right hand man. “Hey Fab!” Lauretha waved. Fabiano grinned. “Fancy seeing you here, Lauretha. What are you up to these days?” they gave each other a bear hug and broke free again.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

Corvus was grateful. It was great to have Thaddeus, a veteran in the jewelry-making industry, to help him out. "That would be great. Ted, if you help me convince them, I promise I'll do everything in my power to find that Fyrewall bastard." Thaddeus felt a headache coming at the mention of Fyrewall. He had changed his phone and backed up all the useful and important things before deleting the other things on his old phone.

the man said with a cheeky grin. Barnett and I were not amused. “As for your first question, my name is Chuck Thaddeus. I’m a reporter. You might have heard of me.” Barnett snarled. “Yeah, I’ve heard of you,” he said. “Your articles and talk show have destroyed the lives of about a dozen celebrities.” “You’re too kind.” “What do you want with us?” I asked. “Oh, nothing,” Thaddeus said with a smirk, “just the perfect picture for tomorrow’s article. I think one of Barnett Cogsworth and Anna Leonard in an embrace will work very well.”

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

“I just noticed I know that man.” “Oh!” Mary reacted, the tone of her voice aroused by my statement. “Who could it be, Ellie? Is he someone I know?” “Mary.” I called her to a side, holding her by the hands. “Have you heard of Thane Thomas since you got to this place?” “Thane Thomas?” Mary reiterated, her voice re-echoing. “He is the same principal ruler of the Thane Wrest pack. That man thinks he will never be recognised by people and it sounds funny to many, though.”