Romans & histoires Tom Hardy

“Lad, we let you run away, yet you’ve come and surrendered to us. This was initially none of your business, but you insist on coming to get killed. Why is that?” As he spoke, he got up and rushed toward Thomas. He held a dagger and aimed it directly at Thomas’ heart. Toady was famous for his cruel method among the gangsters. He would sometimes do nothing, but you would be dead if he acted. Besides, he would always make his move whenever he spoke or joked, which caught people off guard. Nevertheless, he was just a gangster no matter how great he was. Compared with the God of War, who had been in the war, there was such a huge gap between them!

I should’ve never fallen for Emily, now it’s too late, I let the gate open to be broken and I let the pain take over the moment I fell for Emily, and to be honest, she could be better without me, our demons hate each other and it’s a constant fight who will win, her desire to be stronger or my desire to have emotions and let someone in. “Watch it jackass.” I spilt my drink and when I turned around, some drunk idiot, well, not that I’m sober, walked into me and have the nerve to tell me to watch it. “Dude, you don’t want to pick a fight tonight,” I said with clenched teeth. I’m trying very hard to keep my fucking temper, but the guy is making it very hard where he grins and looks at me like s

She pulled off onto the shoulder and watched as Phoebe fiddled with it until she finally asked it for bars in the vicinity. What do you know? Twenty-point-six miles straight ahead. Rowdy’s Roadhouse. Music, liquor, pool tables, video poker—and dancing nightly. Just what Caroline had promised she’d find if she only went looking. Humming along to a song about a man who was hard to love, Kimberly swung out onto the empty highway again, headed for Rowdy’s. --------------------------- Asher Adams loved his job. He loved doing it right. He loved doing everything right. He loved helping people. His job was important to him.

Although he wasn't born in the village, it was for his ancestors and part of his inheritance. Sandwestmorr was a village in the heart of Sechester. The people mainly dealt with farming as a profession until Scavengers began to invade them due to the natural resources the town boasted of, then they took hunting as a profession. George was part of the hunters because of his powerful physique- 6 feet tall, toned muscles, long dark hair reaching his shoulder, prominent cheekbones and strong jaws. Also, he had inborn agility and strength that never faded, even when exhausted.

What was he going to do about them? He had men watching Harden’s headquarters 24/7. Even the slightest movement Harden made Arthur would know about it. He could barely take a shit without Arthur getting a full brief about it from his subordinates. He had come to know such thoroughness from his men who were all ex-SWAT or CIA members. He only hired the best of the best. No one was second-fiddle in his team. All his members were top-notch fighters, who were either ex-military or trained in the secret service.

The only other person he had ever met named Rumero was the asshole who had tried to take everything from him. Now, he could repay him for that favor. Especially if she was who he thought she was. Who she had to be. Lorenzo smiled. It was good to have a new hobby. Work-life balance was important.

He has a kid and a girlfriend to provide for right now. Yup, he has a kid. I've never met his girlfriend or the kid, Carter, but he has shown me pictures of his kid before. My grandparents passed down 2 houses to Ryder and I. Mine is all the way in New York, while his is here in Los Angeles. They also gave us over $1 million each which only we were entitled to. Nobody was allowed to touch it, even our parents until we were 18, but my mom was going to take his, so he ran away before she could.