Thomas Petrou Novels & Stories

Without giving Adrian the chance to answer, the young man chuckled and said, “I am Thomas De Forrest. Seth is my younger brother. I have five thousand subordinates in Northrive and they all five thousand of them will kill without leaving a trace with just one word from me.” As Thomas spoke, he cast a provocative gaze at Adrian. Adrian instantly understood that this man named Thomas came because of Seth. “Please continue.” Adrian beckoned him. Since Thomas had the courage to come, Adrian believed that he held a great deal of power. Otherwise, Thomas would not have had the courage to come. Thomas laughed and said, “I work for Northrive’s mafia boss, Roman Payton. Don Roman is a highly regarded

The man strode to him, "I have some pretty good questions for you, and I'd prefer if you answer me truthfully." "I have no answers for you, and I'd prefer you release me immediately," Trevor grunted and attempted to jerk out the restraint around him. "You see, I won't make a mistake like the first. You are too strong for your good and shouldn't be let loose. So, the question is, who are you?" Dr Greg's eyes narrowed, and he leaned slightly towards him but still kept his distance. "I do not know!" Trevor exclaimed. "Good thing I know several ways to torture the truth out of people like you." Doctor Greg said.

“I can’t. I’m way too nervous.” “What’s there to be nervous about? Thomas’s going to win. And if one of the others does, at least they’re good-looking.” Hera cringed as she watched Gelo take a brutal hit to his arm while holding his lance. “How can you be sure Thomas will come out on top?” “He has to. Plus, he likes you and wants this more than the rest. Just look at how he took them down earlier, like picking apples. Have a little faith.” Keia took a big gulp from the wine she poured for Hera.

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.

“Thompson! I’ll get you! “ I heard him say outside my apartment as he banged the door. My heart was racing as I waited for him to go. Only when I heard his footsteps retreating did I relax. I could have talked to him and asked him to give me more time. However, the chances of him doing that were thinner than a Jimmy Choo heel. I threw my bag across the room in frustration and paced my room. The only way I could pay off the rent was if I asked my manager at the bar I worked at night to pay me early. I blinked back the tears threatening to fall down my face, refusing to be weak. Crying wouldn’t solve anything. Needing to take my mind off things, I made myself coffee and sat down with my lapto

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.

Thomas returned to the car, lit a cigarette, opened the box in the car as usual, took out a blanket, covered his body and then flipped through his phone. Thomas is a personal secretary and at the same time a close employee who helps Phelan Darius with all activities. Whether it is related to personal life or work on the company is all checked by Thomas before reporting to Phelan.

I was confused, Thomas was the scumbag that harassed me the night I was drunk. Adel: Haven't heard a thing. After the message was sent, the typing icon popped up. It seemed she had a lot to type. My eyes glanced at Simon, who was busy answering the question of a random student. My phone buzzed again, Petra was finally done typing. Petra: The Thomas family had gone bankrupt over the weekend. It happened so fast, it turns out that his father, Nicholas Crade, has a bunch of corruption charges that made their shares plummet so fast that the board of directors asked for liquidation. As of today, the CRADE construction company is a thing of the past. (Laughing emoji ×2)

“You’re the reason we’ve been able to keep the peace. You’re a true leader.” Donovan smiled, basking in their praise, feeling the camaraderie that bound them together. “I appreciate all of you. It’s not just about me; it’s about all of us. Together, we’re stronger.” As he watched the video of the inciter’s failed attempt to rally the factions against him, he felt a sense of pride swell within him. Despite the dangers lurking in the shadows, he had established a network of loyal allies, ensuring that his reign would not be easily threatened.

I called them the Sinister Six. Jason Stokes was the leader. Tall, good-looking, green eyes, messy black hair. He treated everyone like trash unless you were attractive enough to matter. He had a scar on his shoulder from a party fight—at least that was the story. The story changed every time, so maybe he just cut himself making a sandwich. Either way, intelligence wasn’t his strength.