Tomás Novels & Stories

The boy sitting in the car smiled cheerfully at Tasha. "Good morning Tom." Tasha replied softly. "Young man, leave us next to the port." Daniel gave him the order, Tom looked at Tasha with permission-seeking eyes. "Sorry, this service is not for you." The boy refused. "It's alright Tom. You will take them wherever they want to go. This is Mr. Daniel Bruno, the owner of this Ireland.” She introduced seriously. He heard the introduction of Daniel by her and the wind started blowing on the boy's face.

A condescending laugh rang out from Tomas's mouth as he jabbed Adam hard in his chest with his bony finger. "All of this posturing is futile, Adam. You know as well as I do that you haven't marked that woman. She is nothing but a glorified whore! Forsaking her true mate because of you!" In one swift motion, Adam's arm shot up and his fingers wrapped around the old man's throat tightly. "Say that again old man and I promise I will make your death as slow and painful as possible." Adam snarled furiously. But, Tomas was unmoved. There was no trace of fear in his eyes as he stared back at Adam.

William may have been younger than Tomas but for some reason, Tomas was scared of him. "Tomas I may be your mate but you are not mine," I said and Tomas dropped his head as he remembered that those were the exact words that he used when he rejected me "Isn't karma such a bad bitch? just a few months ago I was in the exact position you find yourself in the only difference was that this is less brutal than anything you did to me" I said

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Actually, Aranjo took the medicine from his dimensional space, but if suddenly the bottle appeared, Aranjo was sure that the mighty general would definitely be frightened. "Come here!" Aanjo orders. "No, no need," said the General, retreating. "Come here!" Aranjo commands ferociously. The man came up to her slowly, then stood in front of her. Aranjo undressed the man once more and gently applied the medicine to the wound.It is a spiritual medicine from the celestial realm, which means it will be very efficacious for humans. Aranjo is sure that the wound will dry out by tomorrow.

-Tomorrow my boy fights and I want you to go see him and tell me what you think- he says as I approach him once I'm off the treadmill. -And why do I have to go, I mean, my opinion is no big deal- I say with a shrug. - You have the blood of a Walker in your veins and you know a lot about boxing, since you were a little girl- he answers confidently. -All right, then send me the address and the time of the fight so I don't forget, what's his name- I ask. -The devil Cambell - he answers smiling. -Okay, as you say- I make a gesture of indifference.

Storming into theirs I kneel down out of breath “ Oh goodness are you alright dear?” grams says running over to me “ yeah I’m fine I just had to walk back here because my car wouldn’t start.” “ I wonder if you were a target.” she mumbled “ what?” “ Nothing dear, go to the kitchen and I’ll make some tea.” I do as she says, watching her make tea I couldn’t help but ask “ Have you heard of this ‘king’ rogue who’s built himself a pack back in the US?”

" The man said with a thick Italian accent "Tommaso, meet Eulalia, my girlfriend, and assistant. Baby, meet Tommaso the new stylist. He is a very good friend of mine and is aware of the plan" "Nice to meet you, Eulalia," he said with his Italian accent "Same here" "Did you bring the sketches with you?" Tommaso asked "Yes" "Let me see them" Tommaso took the sketches and looked at them, he approved them with a nod of his head

He thanked the greater graces that Cassidy was quick on her feet and quickly made their exit, there was just one thing Thomas didn't understand. "And why did you bring him?" He nodded towards Teo. Warm Kansasan wind blew harshly once more, cumulonimbus clouds painted the far western sky. "Him has a name," Her sass kicked in, that wildfire simmering in her eyes. Teo glanced between the two before clearing his throat. "Mateo, or just Teo... Whichever you prefer sir..." "Thomas Witt," "Sir Witt." * "We don't have much," Cassidy smiled towards Mateo, quickly glancing at his scarred hands. "But it suffices."

Lorenzo suddenly said my name in a dark tone, and I pulled myself together, knowing I had to wake up and act. My attention went to the older man who pinned me with a strange look. “A very beautiful Omega, no doubt.” He smiled like he was relaxed, but I felt like I was standing in front of a dangerous snake. “I’m Patriarch Leandro Vasiliev. If you get tired of your Alpha’s bad mood, you’re welcome in my pack.” He said it like it was a joke, and Lorenzo answered with a low, dangerous warning growl that made my skin go tight.