Thomas The Tank Engine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He didn’t look away for a single second; those gray eyes devoured her. “You look beautiful like this. Messy.” She laughed softly, nervous and excited at the same time. “Stop it… What if it’s my mother? Or yours?” Thomas shrugged. He picked up the hat that had fallen into the hay, put it on his head, and held his hand out to her again. “Whoever it is, they won’t come in. But let’s leave before Orion decides to investigate.” The serval made another sound, something like a purr. Thomas scratched behind the animal’s ear affectionately, calming him.

I sighed out, mentally rehearsing the words I'll tell Adrian and Dylan before speaking out. "Whatever it is Adrian, I agree with your words." I breathed out as I poured another glass of cold water. "You didn't need to follow me here for that Adrian. I'm fine." There was no response for the briefest of seconds so I turned around and my breath stuck in my chest at who was in my chambers. His expression was hardened, stiffer and sterner than I've ever seen. Gone was the soft boy Thomas who pretended to do his duty and obey his superior. This is the real Thomas, whose eyes shone bright with his hatred for me as he held my shoes in his hands.

" Rolling my eyes, I don’t bother to respond to Thomas’ words. One day he too would find love, and maybe then his frozen heart would be cured. "I’m here now, so why don’t we go ahead and get moving?" "Whatever you command, alpha," Ace quipped, giving a salute. "We are at your beck and call." "Speak for yourself," Thomas hissed. "I don’t take any commands from anyone except myself." "Then are you planning on just staying here?" I asked, raising a brow. "And possibly miss out on all the fun that could be had?" "Fun?" Thomas repeated, giving me a ‘are you serious look?' "Are you saying hunting down creepy monsters that are dying to eat our flesh is fun?"

It would have been better if he was more like his father and was difficult to convince, then maybe he might have slammed the door in their faces and not let them in until I returned. Thomas was a direct replica of the Rebecca I knew. He was carefree, selfless, warm and always curious about things he liked. Like now, I could tell that it was due to his curiosity of meeting his relatives that he opened the damn door. No matter how many times I had tried to convince him of acting a little selfish he would always look at me as if he were lost. Thomas was just eleven however he enjoyed taking care of people older than himself. At the moment I keep thinking how I could get him to leave so I can ha

Every week since, Finn would linger at the booth, chatting with Thomas about the weather, the honey, the bees, anything and everything, his green eyes bright and interested, his body leaning casually against the table like he had nowhere else to be. Thomas liked him. More than liked him, if he was being honest with himself, which he rarely was. He hadn't been attracted to anyone since Ellen. He hadn't thought it was possible. But every Saturday, when Finn walked up to that booth with his easy smile and his inked arms and his warm, playful energy, Thomas felt something stir in his chest that he had buried a long time ago. "Morning, Thomas," Finn said, setting two paper cups of coffee on the t

Gregory had outfitted the room for a fantasy he had never had the opportunity to live out, but she and Shadow got to live it for him. “You look happy to be here,” Thomas glanced down at her strap on. She stroked her hand over it, with a grin, and ran the tip of her tongue over her teeth. “Something about a woman with a c–k scares the crap out of a certain type of man,” she told him. “The type you are likely to be bringing me.” And the type that Thomas was, she thought. The man was a d-k. But he was loyal to Gregory and carried out his role in the business well.

" Thomas was at a loss for words. His eyes were fixed on Liesel. Cameron loved him but only controlled his life. He never supported his ambitions. There were many times Cameron even scolded him for wasting time on frivolous things. But Liesel was different. She saw his potential and actively created opportunities for him to shine. Thomas felt a surge of emotion. He could only lower his head and gratefully say, "Thank you, Ms. Sharp. I won't let you down." Liesel didn't respond but continued to smile lightly. "Will I still be able to see you once I'm in the Mechanical Engineering Department?" Thomas couldn't resist asking. If he couldn't see Liesel after moving to the department, he'd rather

Her slim fingers ran through her cunt and she began stroking slowly at first. "Oh, yeah," She sucked in a breath, adjusting her thighs and began thrusting her fingers in and out of her cunt. Her eyes moved up to the tinted windows, and through them, she could see where the chauffeur, Thomas, was discussing with the other guards. Thomas had to be as old as her father. He was tall, in his fifties, with more white hair than black. Annie had a crush on him since she was sixteen. And now, three years later. She had become obsessed with Thomas.

“The angrier she gets, the more explosive her strength will be. “Thea, I won’t hurt James, so I hope you don’t disappoint me. I’m pinning my hopes on you that you’ll become the first person to reach the ninth rank.” Thomas murmured surreptitiously. His body floated away like a phantom, disappearing into the forest almost in the blink of an eye. He moved faster than a flash of lightning.

" Asked Lucas politely ,going ahead to sit without waiting for an answer and I did the same. "Who are you?" Asked Mr Thomas, directing it towards Lucas. "Lucas Edgar and I love your son" he said with so much confidence and I have never felt more proud of someone standing upfor me. "Mama,I'm a doctor." I said with a little smile and she shrugged. "We should go" said Mr Thomas and I knew that they weren't ready for this. To accept me and this is a mistake but I love Lucas the most for doing this. "Wait"