Thaddeus Thawne Novels & Stories

“Got some news from management. Trade went through about twenty minutes ago.” Liam’s stomach tightened. “Who’d we get?” Coach exhaled. “Raphael Thorne.” The words hit like a slapshot to the chest. “No,” Liam said immediately. “Fuck no. Tell them to kill the deal.” “Can’t. It’s done. He’s a game-changer, Lannister. We need his speed and vision if we’re making a serious run this year.” Liam’s hands curled into fists at his sides. “He’s a fucking cancer. The guy’s been trying to get in my head for two seasons. He’s...”

The problem was that I was better. I pulled out my phone and called my attorney. He picked up on the second ring. "The background check," I said without preamble. "Where are we?" "Forty-eight hours like I said. But I have a preliminary." Papers shuffling on the other end. "Adrian Thorne. Thirty-three. French-British national. No employer of record for the past eighteen months. Previously based in Lisbon, Marrakech, Geneva." A pause. "His brother Daniel Thorne died three years ago in Geneva. Ruled a suicide. He was forty-one."

Maya pointed to the far end of the hall. ​Standing on a raised observation deck was Marcus Thorne. The Vane family’s former lawyer was no longer in a silk suit. He wore a "Stabilization-Vest" that hummed with the same violet energy as the pods. He was watching the extraction with a cold, mathematical detachment. ​"I knew you couldn't resist a rescue mission, Leo," Thorne’s voice boomed over the intercom, smooth and predatory. "It was the one flaw your father couldn't code out of you, heroism."

Alana gulps before uttering the words that shock each one of them to the core. “His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack.”

Sapphire blushed in embarrassment as whisked the chocolate batter. "I do but I wear normal ones...not the one which once your husband will see you and won't leave till you are pregnant with triplets!" A gush of embarrassment brewed in Sapphire and before she could think anything, the whisk flew out of her hand to hit the shameless Selena ! Selena ditched the the whisk and grinned victoriously. She turned to pick up the the whisk from the floor but was left star struck to find James Ronaldo behind her with the batter spread on his face and shoulders.