Tomie Novels & Stories

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

He asked. "Yeah, he is called Kingsley by the others," I told him and looked over at him. His eyes wondered across the treasure before he curled up on the soft coffin and let out a tired puff. "So you're named Toma huh?" I asked him and looked in at him. "You're a good size for being four," I told him. "Treasure named me Toma," Toma told me. "Thank you. I eat the best of the best. Honey and sugar mostly. Sometimes fish and lamb.... I just got off of DT. I drink lots of milk too." I nodded.

Just then something catches his eye and he looks over my shoulder with a big grin, "No, it can't be, I remember you, well you have turned into quite a beautiful woman, what cat got your tongue or should I say wolf? the mutt was laughing as we all looked at Brie, Mitch put his arms around his daughter who was shaking and close to tears, "You," Mitch said pointing at the rogue "You took my daughter's tongue, I promise I'm going to kill you before the night is out" "haha haahaa, I think you're forgetting your surrounded but hey like I said shes beautiful so how about I play with her for a while"

Everyone’s jaw dropped, and they started whispering to each other that nobody had ever stood up to Lilith before—I was the first person to do it. "I will make sure everyone sees what a monster you really are, Aliya!" Lilith shouted behind me. I spotted a few of my people scattered around the school, pretending to be human. Some of them were easy to recognize. I could smell them from a distance, their scents lingering faintly in the air. The others had probably used that strange thing Samantha told me about to mask their scent. I turned to her, suddenly curious. “What is a phone number?” Samantha glanced at me, confused. “Why are you asking? Do you need a phone?”

I nodded and hung my coat in the closet. Mike and a few guys were in the dining room playing bones like always. He knows he loves playing dominoes. As I looked around, there was a bunch of people in the fucking house. There was a gang of people all over the place. I walked into the living room and there were a few people I recognized - Shayla’s cousin Tanya and her girlfriend, Stephanie. “Heeeeyyyy Poppie! My favorite white girl!” Tanya said as she got up to give me a hug.

She waved and smiled. Arlo continued, "and this big guy over here is Tom. He'll be captaining the other raft." He motioned toward a tall, well-muscled man with wavy brown hair and a beard. The guy reminded me of Magnum PI. "Tom is from New Zealand and can teach you all sorts of cool Kiwi phrases." "Right you are," Tom said with a very pronounced Kiwi accent and a broad smile.

Which, I guess, he was. "She's so small," he breathed. "You were that small once too," Damon said. "Can I hold her?" I looked at Damon, who nodded. We helped Tommy settle in the chair beside my bed, then carefully placed Sofia in his arms. "Hi, baby sister," Tommy said quietly. "I'm Tommy. I'm going to teach you everything - how to ride bikes and climb trees and how to get extra cookies from Abuela Abigail." Sofia made a small noise, like she was listening.

Something he had vowed never to happen. “Good morning, Mom,” Tom greeted. That’s how their relationship is. Tom is a handsome guy with a beard, tall and muscling. He was from a noble family in Lagos, Nigeria. “Come in,” Their mother gestured for him to enter, stepping aside for him to pass. Tom walked inside, ignoring the hateful glares thrown at him from Matthew. “Good morning, Tom,” Holly greeted and flashed him a bright smile, taking her seat. “Good morning, Tom,” Murry greeted and walked to him.

Tia is a pint sized dynamo at 5'4" and 110# soaking wet. Think Meg Ryan with a little longer hair. Her petite figure fits her perfectly too. Her B cup breasts and narrow waist compliment her slightly flared hips giving her a statuesque hourglass figure. Her Brassy Blonde hair and bright Blue eyes are only second to her smile. It lights up her face and is always reflected in her eyes, oh so genuine. When she smiles everyone smiles with her. She works in Human Resources for a mid-sized company in the area. She makes good money, enough to have a nice but moderate apartment in an Upper East Side brownstone. She is 25 and has worked for her company for 4 years, 5 counting her Internship time whil

"I hit him." "You didn't have to go that far," he scolded. "I just hope this doesn't reach Katherina's ears." "She'd be more than happy if she found out," Tom whispered. "Are you...?" "I'm Maroon, the owner of this shop, boss of these crazies, and like a second father to Katherina," he introduced himself. "And you must be Tom, the one who almost destroyed the entire shop because of her," he laughed.