Thomas Villain Novels & Stories

He must have had a reason to harm Maria. “Okay, may I ask why?” Jake’s voice asked. He had that uncomfortable sound in his voice. But I heard his fingers tapping in the background. I knew I could rely on him. “He may be the lynchpin we’ve been looking for. The one who’s been willing to kill without blinking. Mr. Thomas has access to all spaces. He’s been involved the entire time as Edger Belgrave’s assistant. Maria said she knows Jacqueline paid for his loyalties. Mr. Thomas then abandoned Maria near the hospital, next to a dumpster, during the night. There he threatened her to never return, or he’d kill her.” I pieced together what I could remember of Maria’s story as told him.

"Mavis, your resume says your parents live far out in the countryside, right? I've already found their address." She pressed the resume against the glass and pointed to the address. "Hayville. It's so deep in the mountains. What a miserable little backwater town." Thomas stood beside her and lit up a cigarette. "I know a few people near your hometown. If you don't sign that confession and put your thumbprint on it before the chairman's inspection this afternoon, your poor parents may end up with a few broken ribs." My eyes immediately turned cold. There had always been rumors that Thomas was once with the gangsters. He had managed to get into his current position by using dirty methods to se

Miles said and there was silence for a few seconds before Landon spoke. “It might seem that way right now but Thomas wouldn’t have been able to successfully double cross me if he wasn’t a smart man.” “What do you mean?” Miles asked and I realized they were talking about the man responsible for the death of Landon’s sister. Thomas. I remembered Kain telling me his name. “Thomas’s influence is vast, his reputation even more so and yet how could no one have ever seen his face when he’s not a ghost?” “His disguise is the only thing stopping us. It could be anyone. … he could be disguised as one of the attendants, guests or guards on this ship. That is how he has been able to run his operations q

Blood stains the floor, forming a chilling pool that slowly inches closer to me. "Oh, my God," I scramble away until my back hits the wall. Thomas appears, gun in hand, and aims it at his brother. "Don't you dare touch her, Valir, or you'll end up just like him," Thomas warns. "There are plenty more like him," Valir sneers, slicing my arm with the knife.

He planned on making Liam taste first hand how it feels to be at the bottom of the food chain. To make him watch as he slowly takes everything Liam ever cared about. An evil grin crept on his face at the thought of that. “Today started off pretty well” he mumbled and stood up from the seat he occupied and trailed over to where the bottle of whisky sat and pulled open the cap and poured himself a glance, before throwing two cubes of ice into it. The door opened and Thomas walked in, clad in a black suit that matched his ebony black hair. “Sir, he left the mansion in fear like you said; and he doubled his security” Thomas reported curtly.

"You were reported dead in the attack. We found your body." "A convenient substitute," Thomas replied with a dismissive wave. "Much like the one you arranged for the princess here." Maison's hand tightened around mine, his body subtly shifting to place himself between me and this new threat. I could feel the tension radiating from him, his wolf close to the surface. "You betrayed my father," I said, finding my voice as the initial shock gave way to a building rage. "You were part of it all along." Thomas's smile widened. "Smart girl. Always were. Yes, I helped Viktor plan every detail of that night. Your father was weak, too concerned with peace and coexistence. The Graystone bloodline neede

"The fault line is stable. The bridge is gone." Thomas looked at Sarah, who was now quiet in Elena’s arms. "She’s the future, Elena. Don't let them... don't let them turn her into a machine." "We won't," Killian promised, his voice thick with emotion. "The Covenant is signed, Thomas. No more secrets." Thomas Vance, the man who had lived a hundred lives in the shadows of the "Forbidden" fire, closed his eyes for the last time. He died not as a tycoon or a monk, but as an engineer who had finally fixed his greatest mistake.

“You’re going to tell us everything. Who hired you, why they wanted my parents dead, and what else you know about their plans. And if you cooperate, I might let you live to see sunrise.” Thomas broke after another ten minutes of threats and Gabriel’s increasingly creative descriptions of what he planned to do to him. The confession came tumbling out all at once. “It was the Alpha of Stormhollow,” he sobbed. “He said the Ashclaw pack was getting too powerful. He paid me fifty thousand to make it look like an accident.” “What else?” “That’s all, I swear. I cut the brake lines and left.” “Bullshit.” Gabriel grabbed Thomas by the shirt and hauled him upright. “There’s more. What about the girl?”

Thomas regretted it so much, and he quickly stepped forward and gave Newell a kick. "You heartless b*stard! Did you forget who brought you back from the orphanage to Ye Family so you can have your achievements today? How dare you frame Mr. Ye! Mr. Ye never said that he would burn madam and the young master to death! Newell, you're unforgivable!" Newell was kicked in the chest by Thomas and burst out laughing. "Thomas, are you afraid? You're trying your best to cover up for Nathaniel, aren't you? Unfortunately, it was Nathaniel who instructed me to do all of these! He's a despicable villain. He only wants Mango and her child to die!"

He gave Elara a dismissive nod and strode away, his boot heels clicking sharply on the stone path. Vivian watched him go, the icy dread solidifying into a hard knot in her stomach. Thomas wasn't just a threat; he was an active player expecting his villainous partner to perform. Her amnesia act might buy her time, but it also made her unpredictable in his eyes. Unpredictability could be dangerous.