Thomas Andre Solo Leveling Novels & Stories

Chapter 52 Taylor Anderson Night finally came and this is going to be my first time sleeping alone, I know it's crazy but I already told myself that I could do this so while coming back home from my evening walk I bought a lot of snacks and drinks, I'm going to have fun by myself and when I'm tired I'm going to go to bed.

“A new one?" Andre rubbed his palm together, his eyes traveling from me to the stage then back to me again. “You're tryna tell me you don't know Starlight Lena?" he shouted and I shook my head. A rough groan escaped his lips as he threw his hands up in the air. “You are tryna tell me you don't know the most sought out girl in all of Tennessee?"

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—"

That being said. Christopher jumped to his feet and did a god awful attempt of a stretching yawn. "Wooo sure am tired now, I think I'll go lay down for a bit, you two should stay out and get to know each other better." He looked over his shoulder reaching his hand to the side of his body opposite of Andrea and gave Thomas a thumbs up. "Besides you both have a lot in common, like inhuman man strength for starters AAAH!" Andrea had picked up a rock and threw it into Christopher's back.

I say, keeping my voice steady as I gently adjust Theo against my shoulder. Andre lets out a breath, nodding. “Yeah. No kidding.” He looks around my room then, like he is grounding himself. Like he needs to see familiar things to balance out the shock. His gaze flicks back to Theo, lingering just a second longer than necessary before he straightens. “Well,” he says, attempting lightness, “now everything makes sense.” I raise an eyebrow. “Everything?” He gives me a look, half teasing, half knowing. “You cutting me off, disappearing Changing your number. You go back to college and boom.” He snaps his fingers. “You get knocked up.”

Then he grabs the comforter from his own bed to cover Dylan with instead of prying the one from beneath his body. Andre has a smile on his face and a stomach full of butterflies the entire walk to his own classes. When Dylan wakes up in the middle of the night he realizes he slept through the rest of his classes. Great sitting up and stretching he sees Andre asleep on his own bed. wait… Where the hell is Andre’s blanket? looking down at himself he realizes his shoes are now neatly by the door where they should be and he has Andre’s blanket draped over his body. How is he supposed to not fall rapidly for someone like this?

**TO BE CONTINUED. *Mandy finds her strength and convinces Tyler that running isn't the answer—that facing Thomas through proper channels, with pack support, is the only way to truly be free. Now they just have to survive two more weeks until the Council acts. Two weeks that will test everything they've learned about courage, trust, and fighting for their future.*

I'm used to spending large amounts and can't control myself. Thomas gazed at Liesel innocently. It was as if she hadn't turned him down earlier. "Ms. Sharp, please help me." Thomas' voice sounded pleading. Liesel looked at Thomas, who stood almost six feet and two inches tall and was very fit. He was wearing the standard uniform for Hardin Group's mechanical engineering department, but his extremely muscular frame seemed on the verge of tearing the fabric apart. Thomas clearly seemed defiant and exuded the vibe that he was not easy to tame. He was like an eagle soaring freely on the horizon.

"Come on, Tom. I finished one pair already. I just want to hold the baby for a minute." Tom? Who called him Tom? And why did Andrea get to have a nickname for him? Thomas's hand skimmed across my back as he walked past me, approaching Andrea. "We all have to do our part, and you've made one pair of gloves. One. I'm trying to be patient with you because you're my best friend's girl, but you need to start contributing more. We all work our asses off, and you need to help out more. We don't have grocery stores, and our supplies is running low. Are you gonna go out and get us more?"

I bit at him. “Jane did, of course. Let me just tell you that your guy,” Adam lifted his eyes towards the stage where Thomas was singing a heartwarming ballad, “He may act like a coward when you need him the most.” I narrowed my eyes at the boy before me, seeing right through his futile attempt to stain Thomas’s name. Making myself busy, I clicked a few times on my mobile to answer the next challenge question on the app. I was doing them all for fun.