Thomas And Friends Novels & Stories

"I really haven't done much since last night. I got confused and worried when you and William did not return after nightfall." I could sense the worry in Thomas's voice, and it made me feel even more guilty. "I'm sorry, Thomas. There was no way to get the message across. We didn't mean to worry you." He just nodded, his eyes still bright. "It's nothing... I just missed you guys." His voice was barely above a whisper. "You're my best friends, and I don't like it when we're apart for too long." I grinned at him. “It feels great to have such friends.”

Smiled Thomas as he left the bedroom. Thomas went into the living room and peeled back the rug to gaze at the wooden floor that he had put in years ago. And now he is going to ruin it with chalk and paint. He took his time as he drew a devil’s trap with Solomon’s twist to it. When he finished began the pattern that would set a net over the house.

Since Todd was old enough to understand, Thomas had been a part of their lives. Sometimes when Mommy was busy, Thomas would come over and take them to school, and they would often go out to play together. Many of the neighbors around misunderstood Thomas to be their father. He knew that one day they would eventually return to their home country, so he dared not think too much about it. But a few days ago, Thomas suddenly appeared in their world, and he couldn't help but wonder, if Thomas could marry Mommy, wouldn’t that mean there was an extra person to protect her?

(Lydia) “And after we’re done getting candy, we can then go to visit my house.” Thomas said. He stroked Miles’ chin and then cast me a look, seeking permission but all that I could feel was dread and overwhelm. What in the world was happening here? “Do you have a car?” Miles asked him. “Yes, I do,” Thomas replied. “Which one?” Mabel hopped up and down. “Well, let’s see. I have a Mercedes…”

Thomas. Thomas had been deeply troubled by Masato's growing power. What initially seemed like a profitable partnership soon turned into a dangerous rivalry. Thomas, who also had his own connections in the underworld, saw the Red Eagles as a threat to his organization. He didn't approve of Masato's methods, and gradually, the friendship they once had dissolved into distrust and resentment.

Now, Thomas is back to set things right. But things are a bit different now. He has his eyes on River, the silver haired girl he had saved few weeks ago. On his way to settle the scores with Hayden. The one Hayden seemed to be so possessive about. He was now curious about her. What could she have done to captivate Hayden's interest? Though there was one thing only dear ones were aware of. Both of the mafia bosses are close friends. Though their friendship has been strained over time. "I come in peace." Thomas said, lifting his hand in surrender with a small smile on his lips. Hayden narrowed his eyes at him, as though scanning him for any lies. But apparently he found none.

DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV As soon as the door clicked shut, Thomas took a seat on the leather couch, balancing his laptop on the low table in front of him. I reached for my glass of whiskey and took a slow sip. "So," I said, voice low, "what do you have for me?" Thomas adjusted his glasses like he always did when he was about to drop something I wouldn’t like. "The Goons." I raised an eyebrow. The name rang a bell, but it was buried in a stack of things I hadn’t bothered to care about.

"So what did you learn in school?" Noah puffed out his chest. "I know addition." "Oh?" "What's seven plus six?" Thomas blinked. He looked at Maxine helplessly. Maxine laughed. "You don't know?" "I know!" "Then answer." Thomas looked genuinely troubled. "Twelve?" "It's thirteen!" Noah shouted. Thomas placed his hand dramatically over his chest. "I've been defeated." Noah laughed loudly. Maxine watched the two of them. Her smile slowly softened. Thomas looked... natural with Noah.

Not a single pursuer could get within three meters of their car. Thomas even asked Sharon casually, "Which car should I take out next?" He treated it like a game—effortless and amused. Wendy teased, "Thomas, even if there's a reward, you don't have to go all out. Are you trying to bankrupt me today?" She'd lost track of how many cars he'd flipped or disabled. Thomas grinned. "No worries. I'm running a buy-one-get-one deal."

I chuckled nervously and tried to calm my breathing. “Yeah. I remember now. Sorry about that.” The man smiled but his eyes flicked to Kieran for a second, then back to me. I did not like the way he looked at Kieran. Something about it felt wrong and I gripped Kieran’s hand a little tighter. “I am Thomas,” he said. “The gardener. I take care of the grounds.” His eyes went to Kieran again and he stared at him longer this time. “I was following you two to make sure you did not wander into the tall grass,” he added. “There are bear traps out there, really old ones and very nasty if you get caught in it. The family keeps them for security.”