Thomas Sanders Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As a result, he felt rather gloomy. He was afraid that Zayn would leave the Carters soon. Then, Thomas would return to the shell of his former self by then. Frankly, he was already so well-regarded now, so he could never accept being his old self living his past life. Meanwhile, the bombshell standing next to Thomas asked in a flirtatious manner, “Tom, what does your brother-in-law do? He’s so impressive. Are you going to introduce him to me so that we can be friends?” She hugged Thomas’s hand intimately and swayed her body so much that he was sexually aroused.

Sanz looks down at my hand and sighs. “You’re right.” He looks at Ryder, and his features become gentler. “I’m sorry, Ryder.” He says and winks at him. Ryder smiles, then looks at his dad. A small growl leaves Thomas’s lips, and Ryder’s smile vanishes as he gulps, trying to breathe evenly as Thomas grabs him roughly by the arm. “We're leaving!” Thomas spits out as he barges past Sanz and me. We both turn to watch Ryder being dragged out of the classroom. I can't help but feel like I’ve just given Thomas a reason to beat the poor kid, and guilt fills my entire being.

Now seeing Thomas with the documents, it was clear that it had to be something of the like. Everyone in the room were so happy for their buddy and teammate. They all sang a funny celebration song to him. After the short jubilation had ended, he was asked about the family that had finally taken him in. Thomas began narrating. “This morning, when I got to school, Mr. Sanderson asked me to meet him in his office during break. Honestly, I thought I had it in for this time. After all, I've been causing so many ruckuses this year alone.

"You will speak when addressed. Continue, Alpha Aiden." "Two weeks ago, Thomas sent threatening letters to both Mandy Foster and Tyler Silvercrest. Letters that explicitly stated his intention to take Mandy and claim her unborn child as his own." Aiden produced the letters, handing them to the Council. "These were postmarked from Morrison territory despite Thomas supposedly being under house arrest." Morrison Alpha shifted uncomfortably but said nothing.

With that thought in mind, he drove away alone towards the doctors home. In a secluded street somewhere, Thomas is sitting alone inside his car and thinking about everything that Sussane confessed. His male ego is not allowing him to just let this go. He wanted to beat and kill Sussane for using him like this. But he really cares about her, even though she only pretended like she likes him.

I shouted at him. Darien interfered by stepping in front of Thomas. But not before I saw Thomas wipe away a tear. “I believe, by knowing Thomas for a long time, he’s never had an immortal lover before at all.” “He never had a lover?” I blinked and stepped around Darien to look at Thomas. All he could do was just look at me with sadness and all I could think was, why do I have to be such a bitch to him? He goes out of his way to supply me with blood. Why do I have to be so cruel?

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.

On the counter lay a stack of mail addressed to Monica Sanchez. “You’re living with her,” Lily whispered, the air leaving her lungs. “You’re sharing her bed. After ten years… you came back to her?” The disgust rose in her throat like bile. “We’re done, Thomas. Get your things. I’m finished.” The anger in Thomas vanished instantly, replaced by a violent, pathetic collapse. He dropped to his knees on the linoleum floor, sobbing so heavily his entire frame shook. “I wish I was dead!” he wailed, clutching at his chest. “My life is over! You RUINED EVERYTHING!”

Anaya clenched her fists when she noticed the big ass diamond ring sitting on Sandra’s finger. “What exactly, Anaya?” Thomas rose to his feet, his golden hair glowing under the light. “Are you being serious?” Anaya hissed. “The proposal? This?! Is this supposed to be some kind of joke, Thomas?” “Rest assured, Anaya, it’s not.” Thomas deadpanned, his stoic face sending chills down her spine. “I wanted to break the news to you tomorrow before the headlines got out. But the reporters were much faster.” “Let me introduce to you, my lovely fiancee, Sandra Melric.” Thomas wrapped his arm around Sandra, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Thomas’s voice drops to a whisper, “Free… free me.” The way he says it makes me pause. “Free you?” Dom repeats with a raised brow and a smile. He cocks his head, “No, I think think I wanna do that Thomas. I very very much like having you here, see.” “No no no no please”, Thomas gasps, fingers clawing into the floor. “I meant… I meant… k-k-kill me…. Please. I beg you. Please. I… I can’t take it anymore.”