Thomas & Friends Peter Sam Novels & Stories

"He's... he's very important to me." Thomas steps forward, the gift box still in his hands. "It's nice to meet you, Sam. Daniela talks about you all the time." "She does?" Sam's eyes flick to me, surprised. "All the time," Thomas confirms. "She told me you're interested in planes and flying. I thought you might like this." He hands over the box. Sam takes it carefully like he's not sure if he's allowed. "What is it?" "Open it and see."

“Think of it this way—you trust your Beta as I trust my own.” Daisy’s eyes widen, her mouth forming a small ‘o’ as something clicks in her mind. Aiden chuckles and looks at Peter. “You’re my longest and most trusted friend, Peter. I know you well… just don’t fuck it up this time, got it?” Peter nods and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. “I would never dream of it. I won’t lose this chance, nor will I take it for granted.” He kisses the top of my head, my face warming. “Samuel is my mate… all mine. I won’t screw it all up ever again.”

In his hand was a shiny black briefcase. “You must be James?” he asked, his voice smooth and professional. I was taken aback. James? Sammy had changed his name. Perfect. “Ye... yes, that’s me. And you are?” Sammy stuttered, clearly nervous. I didn’t blame him. Peter was studying him closely. The bruises on Sammy’s face made it worse. I tensed, afraid Peter might ask about them. Another wave of panic surged through me. “Peter,” he finally replied with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

"That's what it was. We were partners. Things just... went south." I looked at August, and he looked at me. Neither of us believed a word of it. "Is this really the story you're going with?" I asked. Peter's face twitched, but he didn't answer right away. Instead, he leaned forward, clasping his hands together. "Look, I know things have been rough, but I'm here because I want to fix this. I need your help." "Help with what?" August asked coldly. "I need you two to help me convince Samantha to take me back."

I furrow my eyebrows when I see that his eyes are fixate on something, as he sings the whole time. Itching my head foward, I see that it's the photo of one of our nostorious school's jock, Percy Parker on his laptop. Percy Parker is the best friend of Tristan, in the same football team with him, and the nephew of principal Ambers. Aside that, he has a bad reputation and is LAHS number one male horn dog. At that, my brain properly aligns that Sam has a great crush on him. Holy Fuck! Sam is gay! He pauses and turns around, as if sensing being watched. But I'm quick to hide at the back of the door.

Ryle asked, “maybe in the car somewhere?” Peter shrugged, “maybe, I’d need to check my car.” “Chase,” Ryde said. Chase moved from his spot next to Sam and saluted. Ryder snorted and rolled his eyes at his little brother, “please take Peter to his care and help him find a receipt or anything that can help us figure out where they came from.” “On it boss,” Chase said with another salute and motioned to Peter and pointed to the door. Peter stood, placed a small kiss on Sam’s forehead and walked out the door with Chase. Ryle looked at Sam, “you doing, okay?” she asked. “Is Peter treating you, okay?” she asked.

That seemed to calm him slightly and Sam allowed herself a small quiet sigh of relief. “Well David has already arrived and met everyone except you,” he stated bitterly. She was just about to apologize when Tabby came up to them. Sam shot her friend a bright smile and good morning. Tabby was like an accountant wizard and Sam didn’t understand why her father made such a big deal about this David guy when he had her. “Good Morning Mr. Peters, Sam may I have a word with you please,” Tabby said, giving Sam a look she didn’t quite understand.

Following his question, the atmosphere in the room became heated with sexual tension. "I… I'm Sammy Evans," replied the young woman shyly as she sat on Peter's lap. Then, she turned around to flash me a provocative smile. My expression stiffened. I tried to smile, but I failed spectacularly, and it faded into a grimace. "Sammy, huh?" I murmured her name under my breath with trembling lips. Sammy was Samantha Hartley's nickname. Samantha had been Peter's first love, who had unfortunately passed away at a young age.

Moreover, his eyes were filled with fear. Finally, Samuel could not hold back anymore, and he wailed, "Peter, please punish me as you wish!" Even though they were both apprentices, Samuel was afraid of Peter. Besides having a more extraordinary background than him, Peter was also much stronger than Samuel. At most, Samuel would only be able to act like a tyrant in the courtyard he lived in — That was also before Caspian showed up!