Thomas X Lady Novels & Stories

No one's gonna find out that she was here. "Jes if you get caught than I don't know you, and you don't know me... Okay?" Maddy whisper yelled at her. God! He's such a pussy... Okay she knew what they were doing was against the rules but who cares! Right..? After all, it was their last night together... Currently, Jes was carrying food in the spherical shaped foam board which was attached to her tummy under her t-shirt and a large hoodie. It was Maddy's idea to sneak food in the theater but now the bastard was freaking out.

With what her best friend said about a press conference, Lacey opened the search engine on her phone and typed in Thomas’ name along with the keyword ‘press conference’. Articles from minutes ago appeared, but Lacey ignored them all and clicked the one that led to a video. The video rolled around for a couple seconds before showing the contents. Thomas, in a white polo, was seated next to a woman Lacey recognized as the leading lady in the recent series. She was really pretty and quite popular.

"I merely wish to be the husband of the most entrancing woman I have ever met." "Still I would not have you sign blind. Take this to your solicitor or mine. Mr. Thatcher is scrupulously honest and would not mislead you." She looked at him coolly. "Once you agree I will have him see to the application for a special license that we may be married from this house without any particular delay."

Three years later. The wind in Burkeen howled, dragging snowflakes along the pavement. The heavy car door was pulled open with respectful precision. I tightened the sable coat around my body as I stepped out. Arthur's arms were strong and steady as he held our two-year-old daughter, Emily Graham. Our private driver jogged forward, holding up a large black umbrella to shield us from the snowstorm. Up ahead, a hoarse voice hawked, "Handmade soaps! Lavender and rose oil—"

Simple, but quite filling, and the aroma, oh boy, just its aroma alone manages to make my mouth dripping wet. By the time Sophia, Janne, and I got our food. Mary and Lucy were already sitting near a pile of crispy dried leaves. Whisper to each other's ears then laugh. Sometimes I wonder how those two can get so close to each other. Like, how can you befriend a woman who had intercourse with your husband on the very same bed where you made love to him?

“Tell me about yourself,’’ Mr Thomas says, pouring them a bottle of champagne while in the back seat of the car. ‘’I’m new in town,’’ she replies simply. She watches Mr Thomas as he sips his drinking, wondering how he doesn’t recognize her. She knows that she had down a few surgeries on her face and body, but she knows she isn’t that unrecognizable. Or at least she shouldn’t be to him, unless he is just pretending. When they get to the marina, Dovey is surprise to see that the yatch isn’t red but white, with black trims. ‘’This is a nice boat,’’ Dovey lets out. Mr Thomas helps her on before speaking. ‘’Yes, I made sure to get the best one so you can enjoy your evening.’’ ‘’What did I do to g

Tara spoke in an innocent voice that seemed like she was feeling uncomfortable and bullied and everyone was shocked again by her change of personality, few minutes ago she was a fierce woman fighting and talking rudely and now she's sweet and innocent « Well she is a drama queen » Xavier acknowledged “ Why would you ask such an imprudent question Thomas ? Have you no shame, you're making the girl uncomfortable ” The King questioned and scolded Thomas who was utterly shocked by the woman's acting skills “ Pardon me father, I was just curious ” Thomas defended himself “No excuse for that despicable behaviour, apologies to her ” King Dante ordered Thomas was fuming because how is he supposed to

There was a pause, then, "Yes, do whatever you want with those ladies. They'll fetch a price as long as they're alive." Serena and Mollie blanched at Thomas' words. The latter clasped her hands together, praying Thomas wouldn't come down the hill and find them. If he did, he'd discover them right away! Unfortunately, his footsteps grew closer and louder. Thomas was coming down the hill.

She pushed aside his chain mail to get a better look but couldn’t see where the blood was coming from. Panicking, she fumbled with his clothes. Thomas watched her, taking in the top of her head. She smelled like roses, her hands gentle on his skin, and her voice was filled with worry. He glanced at his brother and nodded in gratitude. The other men observed as Lady Hera carefully helped Thomas to his feet. “We need to get you out of this armor.” Gelo offered to help, trying to suppress a grin. “You’ve done enough. Be more careful next time. Save the fighting for someone who actually deserves it.”

’ I fired back. Just then, he brushed right past me and Dominic too…like I hadn’t spoken, nostrils flaring. Only then did I notice the small figure half-hidden behind Dominic. A frail, petite lady…no taller than my shoulder…pale as moonlight, with wide frightened eyes and messy dark hair falling across her face. She looked like a strong wind could snap her in half. Her clothes were wrinkled and stained, like she’d been running for hours. Thomas exhaled heavily, the sound rough and shaky. “Mate,” he repeated with intense longing, like an animal in heat.