Thomas Shelby Novels & Stories

Two years after.. Have you ever reached at point in your life when you thought enough is enough? It has reached to the brim and you just can't manage anymore, you hoping and searching for a get away door. That's how Shay Valentine is feeling right now, its been two years since she lost her parents. Her uncle isn't a good guardian, even though she is an adult now she still have to live under his roof actually her father's roof that he now controlls.

I give her full control as I hit the night again. Me- Good thing I was naked. Shelby- Discussion on that later. Me- We didn’t get to you know. Shelby- Later, I need to focus. Shelby sniffs out the rogues. These aren’t Uncle TJ’s; these are nasty rogues, who kill for the fun of it. Too bad for them, so does Shelby.

Jax's Point of View 'Who is she?' Shelby asked. Shelby was the chief detective of New York and was also under my pay check so he protected me from any sort of criminal charges that I may face if any men are careless or tell me about any snitches that phone the cops with intentions of putting me out in business. My go to man for snitches. But who was she? 'My fucking headache. Each and every fucking day.' 'I'll say it she's sexy.'

Jameson waved her over and she walked towards them. "She's something like a family." Jameson explained when Kelly got to them. "Kelly, this is Thomas, he is a member of our church and doesn't miss a service when he is around." Kelly offered her hand and Thomas took it, smiling at her as he did. "Thomas, this is Kelly."Thomas's eyes lingered on her protruding stomach and an understanding glint passed across his features. Kelly turned away from the man and his curious gaze, setting her eyes on Jameson.

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 raise my eyebrow. He glances down. "I've been getting death threats." I flinch. What? Death threats? My heart jumps at the thought of it. "By who?" I question. For a moment, Grayson doesn't answer. Instead, he wanders off down the path a little, forcing me to jog to keep up. When I do manage to match his stride, I grab his arm, but he refuses to stop. "If I knew, they would be six feet under," he tells me, and I believe him.

I don’t know, but this kid can. “Thank you, Luna,” Charles smiled. “We would like to announce that we have a pup on the way. Sybille confirmed this morning with the doctors. She is ten weeks along,” he said, smiling. His face was lit up with pride. Everyone clapped, and for that moment, Hana forgot about politely glaring at me. Her face lit up with pure joy, and she squealed. She rushed from her chair and around the table to hug Sybille. “That’s so amazing. You’ll let me pup sit, right? I’ll be eleven by the time the pup is here. I’ll be plenty big enough to help,” she asked, her voice so sweet and angelic.

A second later, he coughed lightly and said, “Sir’s friend… is at the top of the charts in terms of capabilities and popularity, but…” “He’s Seth Greene.” Thomas, “...”

I’ll say hi later,” I said and tried walking away. My hand was gripped tightly and I was dragged through the crowd and over to Thomas. ”Mr. Johnson, this is Elena Shaw, my assistant,” He said and pushed me to the front. Everyone got quiet and I hoped to god that Thomas saw the pleads in my eyes and knew what to do. Thomas looked at me for a while, stepping closer to me and away from the others. He extended his hand and smiled brightly. ”Ms. Shawm it’s a pleasure,” He said casually.

Perhaps, he had underestimated Gayle, a mistake he hoped would not return to bite him in the behind. He briefly thought of his next line of action, and then made a quick decision. Telepathically, he called for a few of his scouts to meet him in the yard. He would have to send them on a mission, to locate Gayle immediately, lest she make even more moves he wouldn’t see coming. She was already steps ahead of him, any more slacking on his part, and he had a feeling things would get too intense for him to handle, and Caleb hated nothing more than being unable to control a situation. *****