Thomas Sanders Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He dragged a finger across his throat. "Are you serious?" I scoffed bitterly. "Deadly." Thomas's eyes darted nervously to the door. "There are rumors about what happens to people who cross him. People disappear, Ms. Kingwicke." I bit my lower lip, thinking. "What about Sandra? What's her surname again?" "Sandra Salton? She's resourceful, but—" "Send her up. Now." Thomas hesitated. "She's close with your sister." "I'm aware. Send her anyway."

He keeps looking back at us as he leaves. I should not have used mind control. I know it is wrong. I could not help it though. I felt like it was an emergency, but it still made me feel bad. The raw power I felt using it could become intoxicating that is why I only use it when I have to. "Holy shit! That was bad-fucking-ass," Sean said. "Will you marry me?" he added. I looked over at all of them feeling shame. Thomas' arms were wrapped around his new mate. She looked very sall and timid in his arms. He held her like he would never let her go. "Your name is Hannah right? Nice to meet you, I'm Thomas. I have been looking everywhere for you," He brings her in for a kiss.

He said loudly, releasing my arm quickly. He was stunned and his face was turning red. It took everything I had not to laugh at him right then and there. Before I could say anything more, Nancy, Amy’s best friend appeared out of nowhere. Her large brown eyes glanced between the two of us suspiciously; this wasn’t something I wanted to deal with right now. “What’s going on?” She asked, staring directly at Thomas. “Hannah was trying to seduce me!” Thomas quickly said. "For what?" I sneered and looked down,"I'm not interested in your small...stuff"

Dan exploited you and took control of you, sneakily making it look like he was the safest home you could ever run into whenever you felt unsafe and unloved and even though you could have made the choice to break free from his snares, we are sometimes so entrapped in the shackles of slavery and captivity that even running away from it feels wrong and it is understandable that you were not able to break free, because while grown-up, you were never surrounded with much love that you could bask in. Dad who was the only true exemplar of love died early so you felt Dan was the only one who loved and understood you and it made you stuck on him that even when true love came your way, you weren't abl

Sandy moved from Nathaniel's body to a sitting position to face him, she wanted him to see how serious she was. "I know pum, but they were going to drug me so I could start believing them that you were dead, if I had allowed them to do that I wouldn't be able to see you when you came." suddenly, he stood up standing on the bed, he pulled sandy up holding her hand, he started jumping like a little happy child. Sandy followed his cue and was jumping with him. while jumping he shouted, "But you're here now Amanda, I'll do everything you want me to."

I found myself headed to the vanity, seated, going through the copy of the Alpha's guard list that I had. His gamma, Derek Sanddry, was young as Thomas said. Far too young to be an Alpha and from what I could see, had a face made for manipulation. “I think he's perfect.” I squinted again at his picture. “Make contact with him, I want to see him today.” “As you wish, my love.” Thomas got off too, he walked over to the door, with one last look he told me, “We’re going to get them, Sarah. Don't get so worked up about it.”

Ryder tried hard not to roll his eyes, but ended up doing so, even snorting. "What are you doing, postman?" — I only need you to make a simple scratch with a bullet and I will unload my magazine in your fucking head. I had never seen Thomas like this before, it even gave me chills. That is to say, these two were always threatening each other, however this time was different. There was a lot more tension and hatred in his person towards Hayes. Trevor targets Thomas upon hearing the threat to his friend and leader. This was turning into a mess.

Sandy went first, marrying a man who adored her and had more money than he knew what to do with. Then it was my turn. A few stolen kisses, and I thought I had found the one. Thomas told me he was just a bouncer at one of Peter’s bars and promised to get a better job soon. But he never even tried. He liked working for Peter, liked gambling away whatever money he made. By the time I realized the truth, it was too late. Thomas wasn’t a simple bouncer—he hurt people for money. His criminal record was longer than I ever could have imagined.

“I won’t say a word, girl. Between you and me, Huck Finn isn’t nearly as exciting as Mr. Darcy. Just don’t tell your mother I approve of your stealing her romance novels.” “I won’t.” Nanna gestured to the book. “Has he kissed her yet?” I nodded happily. “It’s my favorite part.” “Mine too.” She winked. Our dorm door opened, snapping me out of my inner musings, and Sandra came bursting in in an explosion of fiery hair. “You have to make me ill or something. Or pretend I am. Or – oh! Cover me in face paint,” she babbled, slamming the door and pressing her back against it.

Time to come up with a plan and get him back near me. Picking up the phone I text Thomas. "Hey sweetheart, I miss you having you in my bed." I also sent a tasteful picture to get my point across. I laid my phone down and curled up. I heard my phone ding, it was a reply from Thomas, "I am coming back beautiful get naked." I smiled to myself knowing I was about to have my way. ----Thomas POV----