Thomas X Lady Novels & Stories

she cried inside her heart. "By the way," Sigrid continued, "According to the plot, Thomas fell in love with this woman at first sight. Later, he killed his wife to marry her while this woman abused his child. Since the child and his first wife have already appeared, the only person left is Thomas. He must be hiding somewhere." Before Elizabeth could respond, they both heard a voice say, "Here I am..." The actor playing Thomas was rather skilled in acting in Sigrid's opinion. The tone and volume with which he projected his voice were indeed frightening and eerie!

Good! Charles turned around and leaned on the door. His butler stood at the other side of the room, waiting for further instructions or questions from him. He eyed the man to the floor. Thomas had been in his service since Gerald, the old butler, was compensated and let off. The man was loyal and true. He exhaled and a gesture commanded him over. "Were you ever against Lady Cossington?" Thomas stood before him, hands held in front. He took a drag of his almost burnt-out cigar. "Did you ever wish she would not become your Lady?" "She was your betrothed at the time, Sir, I could never be against her."

Unforgivable. My mind blurred with fury. I released Emma from my embrace which she let out a gasp out. I move closer and closer to Xena, crouching in front of her with my right hand on my thigh. My left hand reaches out for her chin, angling it to face me as I let out the claw from my fingers. “Would you like to know what Thomas did to your daughter?” The evil glint plastered on my face as I had it maneuver near her cheek. Her face grimaced in fear, attempting to move away from my claw which I clenched her chin further, limiting her movement.

Odelia shoots a death stare at the other ladies who were gossiping. Odelia's POV- That wench...! How dare she humiliate me...!! And walk away...!? "Good afternoon lady Rubia…!" Said a girl who looked like she was in her first tea party. "Good afternoon." Said Sarah "Oh...! I am Margaret Augusta Maud Fedore." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Margaret... I am Rubia Mary Albert Charleston." "It's a pleasure to meet you as well Lady Rubia." "Is this your first time attending a tea party...?"

Mrs Thompson laughed before she spoke "Look there's no care or affection between both of you and I'm turning old,I'll like to see you happily married. You can never know someone's true colors. Astrid here could be a sponge waiting for the right opportunity to suck you dry." Mrs Thompson said trying to change Andrews' mind "Astrid is pregnant " Andrew dropped the bombshell and Mrs Thompson froze.

The way he had mentioned the word ‘lady’ pisses her off great;y. One reason why she wants to be Zach’s lady, she deserves respect, and she loves to live with dignity. She feels if she becomes his lady she will be able to reach her aim. To become Zach’s lady she will do anything, “You can send me for a new assignment,” she told him with a smirk. Brooke stared at her for a while before he burst into a wide laughter, “Can you destroy Thomas?” The smile which was on his face disappeared just as it had come and this got her scared a bit.

Before I went to my seat, I met with our wonderful customer, Salvador Epiphora, and we talked for a while. I noticed a lady walking in, her face flushed and her eyes averted. She had a twine-thin sculpted figure. Her waist is curvilinear, and her skin is burnished. Sweeping eyelashes were framed by arched brows. Her pouting lips look seductive in that red lipstick, which was far too sexy for my libido. As she walks flawless, the colour of her eyes entices me irresistibly. It was a pleasure to see her flowing in her mercury red hair, which cascaded over her shoulders beautifully. She was dressed in vibrant clothes that appeared to be custom-made for her.

So he appointed her as the maid to his lady. "Ha, you could have fooled me" he intentionally trying to rile her up. Diandra turned to face Thomas head-on. Thomas is tall and has a pale skin tone. He is handsome in his own right. He is a soldier, unlike Diandra who is an omega. Thomas works best with his brain than weapons. Eros noticed that and appointed him as his servant.

“Then why haven’t you?” The older woman leaned in. “Because I find this game far too interesting.” Victoria swallowed hard. Lady Fawnshawe’s lips curled. “And I wonder, dear girl, how long you will survive before your husband finally snaps.” The teacup in Victoria’s hand trembled. Before she could respond, the doors to the drawing room flung open. Lord Thomas. He strode in with a presence that sent icy dread skittering down her spine. His gaze flicked briefly to Lady Fawnshawe, then locked onto Victoria.

The blood in Thomas's veins boiled again. It had been a long, long time since he last felt such a raw, murderous urge. "Thomas? Thomas?" A woman's familiar voice—cool and gentle, like a stream pouring over smoldering embers—extinguished the flame in his chest and pulled him back to himself. Sharon was watching him. "What were you thinking about?" Only then did Thomas realize that Xavier and Wendy were gone. Xavier had left, and Wendy had gone to see him off.