Thomas Kedden Novels & Stories

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.”

Most of the Vanguard warriors were fiercely, blindly loyal to Kaelen. But there was one—a bitter, low-level night sentry named Thomas who had been publicly demoted twice for massive gambling debts. He was desperate, hungry, and easily bought. I navigated the pitch-black corridors until I found him leaning lazily against the back iron gate, picking dirt out from under his fingernails with a dagger. "Sentry Thomas," I whispered, stepping out of the absolute darkness just enough for the torchlight to illuminate my face. The guard instantly stiffened, his hand flying to the heavy iron baton at his hip.

"Ummmm sir.... If I remember right... Wasn't your Grandson's fiance's name Kendra?" "Ah Marvin. Yes.. A perfect girl to take as a wife." Ogden Thomas said Nodding his head in approval. He had the pleasure of meeting the girl. She was sweet enough though when he met her he couldn't help but notice she seem to lack a spine and agreed with everything her Uncle said or did. "Ummm... Errr... S-Sir.. I think there's something you perhaps should should be made aware of... Although I'm not so sure it's a good idea to show you."

Thomas looks like their mom, and Ken looks like their dad. “He looks like your mom,” I smiled. Ken chuckled,”That’s why I call him Tammy.” I laughed, and I looked at Thomas. After he bro hugged AJ, Bryan, Kai, and Dexter he looked at me with wide eyes. “Well, well, well,” He smirked,”Who do we have here?” “This is my girlfriend Stephanie,” Ken smirked. “She’s not the typical floozy you always have K,K,” Thomas smirked. “You seem to like those floozies Ken,” I laughed.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

Did this man save her ten years ago? “Who are you?” “You can call me Mr. Caden.” “Huh?” Thea tilted her head in confusion. Still smiling all the while, the elderly man replied, “My name is Thomas Caden.” “Thomas Caden? As in James’ grandfather?” Thea exclaimed excitedly. “That’s right.” Thomas smiled. Thea took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of her. Ten years ago, the fire burned the Cadens’ residence to the ground, killing everyone aside from James.

he breathes, his words carrying a weight of reverence and longing for the memory that haunts his thoughts. With a steadying breath, Kaden's frustration ebbs away, replaced by a softer expression as he delves deeper into his recollection, each word a brushstroke on the canvas of his memory. "Do you know that the shade of her auburn hair is rare to be found?" he muses, a note of awe lacing his voice as he reminisces about the ethereal beauty that left an indelible mark on his soul.

I ease the door to the left of a giant roll up door. The male screams in pain. "Kieran I swear! I didn't know! I didn't know Thomas was dealing in flesh. If I had known he was auctioning off paras; I would've come to you!" "It's not just about him auctioning off paras. He's selling mortals as well. Thomas is the leader of the largest mortal ran cartel. And you're his second in command. You expect me to believe that you didn't know he started dealing in flesh." Kieran's fist flies through the air landing with a bone crushing crunch. I get a sick satisfaction from hearing the disgusting pigs bones crunch.

Kaden states. “I am sorry that I….” I started to say. “You don’t need to apologise, little sprite. I don’t blame you at all. I would have thought the same if I had found all the things you found. I had no idea about the shirts. I hardly ever need to get into the closet. I hate to admit how unobservant I am, but I didn’t even notice all the other little things she did. Thankfully Lawrence noticed her acting shady and decided to keep an eye on her. I have no idea how or when she slipped that condom into my garbage.” Kaden tells me.

"So, do you have a strategy for dealing with her?" "I’m figuring something out." "I’ll keep an eye out for other options." "I don’t think that’s needed." Thomas brushed off a leaf that had landed on his arm. "Her friend called her Smith, and the sword she had was beautifully decorated with Celtic designs." He saved the best detail for last. "There were bits of amber in the hilt." Now serious, Gelo set the bread down and asked, "Do you think Grinna knows her?" Thomas nodded. "It was her friend who confirmed that and the truth about her character."