Thomas Shelby Novels & Stories

"The film 'Rambo' is being shown in the cinemas again. Do you want to go watch it with me?" I nodded and waved at him. "Okay. I'll wait for you to come pick me up." Thomas smiled as he saw me off. "I'm Thomas Hilton! Make sure you don't forget me!" I turned back and looked at him one last time before leaving. Later that night, there was only one lamp turned on in my study. The sound of my phone ringing broke the silence. John's voice sounded on the other end of the line. "I just received news, Ms. Shaw. Thomas has committed suicide."

"I don't sleep when someone's hunting us." "I know. That's why I'm here." I cross the room and drop into the chair across from his desk. "What did you uncover?" He tilts back, and the chair groans. "Thomas Halbert is real. He's been breathing under a different name for two decades. Thomas Hale. Private security contractor. He's disciplined. He's skilled. And he's been coiled in the dark, waiting." "Waiting for what?"

She pointed at my mom and shouted, "Oh, wow! Anyone would think your family is some royalty! Let me remind you—my son, Thomas, is the Vice President of Shalton Group!" My dad looked at her coldly, his gaze full of mockery. "Is that so? Let's see how high your son can fly without the Shalton Group to support him!" Thomas froze briefly, stubbornly asking, "What...what do you mean?" Ignoring him, my dad turned to his assistant and said, "Send word to the Shalton Group. We're no longer interested in accommodating Thomas Roberts." The assistant nodded. "Yes, Mister Carter." Less than a minute later, Thomas's phone dinged with a notification. His face paled as he read it.

I answer. Rhett is shaking his head before I even finish and then replies, “No. I’d be honored, gabriel. I just…my closet is kind of a mess. I’ll help you to come lay on my bed while I clean it up and make room for you. I have some things I can donate or trash.” “You two really care about one another, don’t you? I never thought I’d see the day my son cared about anyone besides himself,” Thomas concedes. Thomas takes a step towards the door and then pauses and turns, “So do you know what Dominic’s proclivities are?”

Jason's POV This is it, a clean start. I wanted to get closer to Shay and this was my first solution, I threw away my grudge against Falcon Group and now I want to start over. I have an important appointment with Shelby Falcon, shay's older sister and also the executive director of their company. I have a business proposal in mind that I have already thoroughly discussed in line on an email that I sent her yesterday and I have officially agreed to not make Falcon Group a competitor but a business associate. We arrived on the 15th floor and her secretary opened the door to her office for me and I walked in.

“The child she…” “The child is hers, and though you have donated the sperm, I wouldn’t consider a fucking thief the legal father.” He said, stopping the man. Elijah let out a low growl, and Dean glared at him before he tensed. I knew that things could end up getting dirtier than we wanted them to be. However, Dean didn’t have the chance to react as Irina cried out. I frowned in confusion before turning to face her. Her eyes were wide and she put a hand on her stomach.

The person who had attacked Ashton a moment ago shifted back to his human form and shouted at Ashton. When Leonard saw who he was, he was not surprised. "You have gone against our values and attacked our alpha, the crime that you have committed requires you to face execution at the first light, right in front of the whole pack," Kevin shouted at the top of his lungs. Although he was talking, he seemed to be sending out signals. The wounds on Kelly had already healed and his subordinates had already brought him clothes. Ashton was still healing because his super healing abilities came from his wolf who was still under the effect of the wolfbane.

"You really do look like shi-" "Don't-" Callum stopped him midway, he had James to deal with now Thomas wanted to join? "Don't even say it." "Alright. I won't say you look like shit, but your mother just called." Thomas chuckled, now standing in the door frame. He was adorned by a crisp black tuxedo, his starched seams could stand on their own if he wanted them to. His eyes were as bright as a new parent's first glance at their baby. Thomas was always that man, cheerful and carefree. But this side was only reserved to Callum or James if he was lucky. Anyone on the outside who never came in contact with him would assume that this man was not one of the most important men in the government age

When he looked down from the top, Thomas appeared to be even colder and arrogant. Calix was not stupid either. On such an occasion, he could naturally make a wild guess. He said tentatively with a gulp, “Thomas, it seems that you are not only the owner of Shalom Technology and Scott’s Remembrance Cultural Arts Entertainment and have command over reliable personnel, but your identity runs even deeper than that.”

she said before turning for the door. Shelby sighed heavily as she allowed her body to relax on the bed. She tried to reason why she was here. What do you have up your sleeve Percy, Shelby wondered but nothing was coming to mind. She couldn't think of any single reason why the cold-hearted assassin leader will bring her here. Before she could worry her mind further trying to figure out the workings of Percy's evil mind the door to the room opened getting her attention. She looked in that direction to see the object of her thoughts along with an older white man in doctor's uniform with the nurse that attended to her earlier on.