Thomas Stanley Holland Novels & Stories

Everly says. “That still doesn’t explain why you would think that we are related.” I point out. “Ok, now it is my turn. For several generations, Savannah was, I guess you can say, ruled by four very influential families. The Athertons, Garretsons, Phillips, and the Morrisfields. Kaden and Alek, your grandmother, was a Garretson. While the Athertons, Garretsons, and Phillips were all friends and even business partners, the Morrisfields were not. They kept to themselves and honestly hated the other families. They didn’t originally come from money and had built their reputation and wealth when they got into real estate, but their main source of wealth came from the steel and coal industr

"With that being said, the man at your right-hand side is the prominent, renowned senator which of course you've already met before." Deucalion's lips twisted to a rather cunning smile at the remark. Meanwhile, Lorenzo couldn't place his finger on what was amusing him. "The man opposite to him is no other than the Assemblyman, Flaghanan. He really has contributed a lot to the development of this firm. You must have seen him one or two times. He's all over the news for the upcoming election. While the gentleman in white suit is widely known as Thurlow. Thurlow owns thirteen estates here in Holland and many others all over the world with connections that spread beyond this country. You must ha

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.

Ethan’s familiarity, however, is not enough to distract me from the high-pitched screeching that hits my ears when we walk into the next corridor. Ethan must notice my wince, because he chuckles. “You don’t have bagpipes in the south?” He points ahead. There’s a young boy—around ten years old—standing at the entrance of the Great Hall. He has a blue tartan bag nestled beneath his arm, and his cheeks are as red as his hair as he blows into a pipe. He looks like he’s about to pass out. “Just be thankful you don’t have wolf hearing,” he whispers darkly. “I had to listen to the wee lad practicing.” He gives the boy a thumbs-up as we pass by. “Great job, Brodie!”

Thomas sat in his chair, stared at the empty A4 paper on the table, and imagined an enemy who could possibly show up repeatedly. For people who had such manipulative minds, held such a strong grudge against Shalom Technology, and wanted Shalom Technology to end, Thomas soon came up with two names on his mind. Conley Hudson, Ryan Hudson... Conley Hudson, Skyworld Enterprise’s chairman, hated Shalom Technology very much. Meanwhile, Ryan Hudson, who was controlled by Conley, had an extremely profound mind and was good at being calculative.

Seating on his right were his two kids: His son Professor Thomas Russell Todd aka ‘TRT’ and his elder sister Professor Helen Russell Todd famously called ‘HRT’ by the Paparazzi. Thomas was happily married with three kids and a beautiful wife who was wise enough to never meddle in her husband’s family affairs. Thomas was 45yrs old and currently the Managing Director of LWP. He was a Professor in the field of medicine from the University of Zurich. Thomas was the younger version of his father. He had an English and Swiss citizenship after spending half his life studying in Switzerland.

Whatever this is should be good “ So when we went to Charlotte's house she was staying in to fix things, I became a good at noticing what her scent smells like” growling he held up his hands “ please let me finish” he pled “ as I was saying, we went into the room that Henry is staying in just out of curiosity. And the clothes that he had on when he got here were on the dresser. Picking it up, I looked through the pockets just to see if he traveled with anything. And we found this” he pulled out a piece of red fabric out of his pocket

Her enthusiastic mood diminished when she heard her boss' voice in the reciever. "Kindly bring the proposal documents for tomorrow's board meeting. " "Yes sir." She replied as she replaced the reciever. She picked up the proposal documents, neatly arranged them and rose from her desk. Hesitatingly, she said a short prayer, turned the door knob and opened one of the two huge pair of doors. A white carpet spread through the spacious office. The large windows showed a wide view of the city. The mahogany shelves and file cabinets were full of books arranged neatly. He stood at one of the shelves engrossed in one of Christopher Columbus' diaries. He closed the books and addressed her.