Tink And Terrence Novels & Stories

He held out his hand and said, “Hello. I’m Damian-.” “Damian McLaren! You’re all over the news since your arrival in the country!” The woman named Terry interrupted and she shook his hand enthusiastically. She turned to Sam. “I’m glad that you’re going out with him, dear. My name’s Teresa Jenkins, but just call me Terry.” “I-I’m not going out with him, Terry,” Sam insisted immediately. “You’re not?” Terry questioned in surprise. She looked at the two of them, observing them carefully with a knowing smile. “Oh, sweetheart, I can definitely see you with him. Oh, I know. You’ll see!”

“Not them, not everyone, just his friends… Terrence.” Terrence and Ethan were as thick as thieves. There was nowhere one went that the other did not. If Ethan was here, then Terrence could only be so far behind. There was a possibility that he was even in the pack right now, and I knew for a fact that Terrence would never take Ethan’s death lying down. “I need you all to keep an eye out for him. He’s just like Ethan.” “Describe him.” I described Terrence to the best of my abilities and Erina listened intently. She didn’t speak once, not until I was done.

It was around 2 in the afternoon when Terrence and Athena finished their lunch date. Having done so, he drove directly towards Stanford's mansion. The eagerness to experience painting with Athena again was too irresistible for him to ignore. Having been at odds with each other for a long time, he never intended to appear in his wife's mansion after they got married.

Raina As soon as I saw the look on Winnie’s face, I knew that the deal was done. This was over. Everyone else could pack up and go home as far as this little girl was concerned because she was just about in love with the little guy in front of her. “What’s his name?” Winnie asked me, not taking her eyes off the terrier mix in front of her as she spoke. “Tink,” I replied. “He’s a really sweet guy actually. You want me to bring him out so you can say hello to him in person?”

It was the perfect chance to get some useful footage. She couldn’t stand watching Fanny being strung along like a half-dead puppet. Terry nodded. His big eyes were full of scheming mischief, and in a soft, childlike voice, he said after sipping his milk, “Let’s go, Mommy Cindy!” Cindy’s heart melted. This kid was too adorable. “Terry, once we’re in, we split up and act separately.” “Mm.” Terry nodded, his pretty brows knitting slightly. “But Mommy Cindy, this time you have to be careful. Don’t be dumb like last time and get caught.”

(Terry) As always, Terry knew somebody. Just like Ken, Terry was a person that always will say something that, ‘I know somebody who knew somebody that know the person that you were looking for’, this is him resourceful and also quite a crafty businessman. “Thanks for the offer..I’ll think about it..I guess that’s does it then..oh yeah…how many person that your wife nephew were going to bring with him?..”. “...Well..originally I tell him just around 10 or so…but now that I’ve seen the real stuff that you want them to work with…10 won’t be enough..especially when you want it done fast..”. (Terry)

Terrence turned to Saul with a serious look on his face. Saul was taken aback. "You two know each other? You already found X?" Terrence's mouth twitched slightly. "Only just recently. I was actually planning on introducing both of you myself. I didn't expect that you already knew each other." "It's a big coincidence," Saul said with a laugh.

"Are you done? My hands are tiresome already." "Just wait for a moment. I'm still fixing my panty." Terrence abruptly removed his jacket and walked away from the woman who had just finished getting dressed. He realized that he was just submissive even though they didn't seem to get along very well. He was even more embarrassed to hear the word "panty", which obviously meant that the actor was not really fond of women. But, in his will at those times, he really wanted to talk to the woman about their history. That just served to distract him from his weird feelings.

I don't know where it comes from but I let out a quiet sarcastic laugh. "You think I can't get you fired, do you?" he crosses his arms across his chest. "I didn't say that." "Your mean laugh did." I groan. "Listen, Lorenzo, if we are going to-" he blocks his ears. "What are you doing Enzo?" "You're talking to Lorenzo and there's no way I'm eavesdropping." "Are you serious right now?" "My name is Enzo, Terry." "And my name is Terra, Lorenzo."

"So? What do you say?" Terry quickly nodded. "Of course. We'd never stay as the dregs of society if not for lack of education and technical skill. Don't worry—we will listen to everything you say." Frank was relieved to have Ted's confident assurance. "Terry, was it?" "No, no, no…" Ted quickly flashed an awkward grin. "Just call me Ted."