Tío Tomás Novels & Stories

“They don’t have any respects for their supreme provider who made their lives sustainable? That’s unforgivable!” [Thomasito Felipe II or sometimes referred as “Thomas”, a famous Landlord in the country of Meccichuzan, known for his incredible knowledge in business trading, politics and large provisions to its subordinating towns. His son, who was rejected by the lady was Thomasito Felipe III (nickname: Tom), the next ruler who will be placed in position when his father retires.] Thomas stood up in his chair while having a tobacco on his right hand, walked towards the large transparent wall-sized window, smoking and looking to the direction of the country-side.

Dino felt like the ground had shifted beneath him. Did his mother have another son before Alejandro? Before everything? Why had she never spoken of him? Sanchez’s Cruelty Runs Deep The phone rang again. This time, Tomás had something. “We traced the call,” Tomás said. “It came from a prison.” Dino’s grip tightened. “Who?” Tomás hesitated. “A man named Lorenzo.” Dino frowned. “Never heard of him.” Tomás cleared his throat. “That’s because he’s been locked up for twenty years. And his last name… is Moretti.”

he asked, wide-eyed. Tio Antonio laughed loud, patting the little boy’s back with surprising gentleness. “This is an arepa, campeón. Tacos are for the neighbors. We’re Colombian. We eat arepas.” Ash nodded solemnly, as if he’d just been let in on a state secret. “Okay. I like arepas.” Tia Maria immediately shoved another plate closer. “Then eat more. This child needs to grow big and strong.” “I’m already strong,” Ash protested, lifting his skinny arm and flexing the tiniest “muscle.”

He was dressed in a tuxedo and was holding two glasses of drinks with a nice smile which he found strange because it was appealing to him, he waved it at the back of his mind and returned the smile "honestly, they are worst than a bug." The young man laughed softly at his joke before handing him a drink to which he collected, "allow me to introduce myself Mr. Boron, I am Oliver Simon, at your service" he did a dramatic bow which Kane must admit was a little funny since it wasn't necessary. "And what will be your service be to me Mr. Simon?" He asked with a raised eyebrow and a faint smile on his lips. "To drive the pests away of course but you must be ready to pay me handsomely."

" Choose Maximo Santino. Between your members and I " Maximo Santino was stunned again. He had never thought falling in love could hurt so much nor had he thought he would one day be in a tight corner where he would be ask to choose between the First woman he had love and his beloved Mafia members. His heart tears wrenchedly as he stood still, listening to Iris Saint's words. She just reject him and there is nothing he could do. She has put him in the tightest corner of his life and then forced him to make the hardest decision in his life.

“If I held on, after all the loss that I went through, and if I stayed strong to raise you as a grandson without throwing you out like others would do to bastards; it is because I never saw you as any less than my grandson. When it comes to her, I never did bother looking at her, and I never asked to see her. If she sees me as a stranger and if she treats me as one, then she is not to be blamed. But you, you are to be blamed, not once, but a thousand times if you see yourself as one because you know, very well, that you were never treated as a stranger or as any different. If anything, you got the Sforza last name, the blood of a noble, and the lead of a creed.” “I am not going to work with

He let the smoke out of his lungs before speaking. “Failed?”, he asked. His voice was loud and powerful. “Unfortunately, my Lord, yes. Turns out she was incompetent as usual”, the man responded. “Hmm. ¿Cuál es tu nombre?”, the older man asked. “Mi nombre es Tomás.” “Tomás, ehh?”, the older man asked. “Yes, my Lord”, Tomás responded. “Where is she?”, he asked. “In the Don’s custody”, Tomás answered. The glass in his hands scattered causing poor Tomás to jump in fear. “Oh, really?.”

“My love.” “My love? A-Ano’ng—” “I think you still remember my Tita Carolina and Tito Carrot?” Tumango siya habang napakurap dito. “Then let me introduce you to Tito Jayme, Tita Carolina’s husband. And also, Mr. and Mrs. Recaña. Tito Joseph, and Tita Elizabeth. They are my clients and at the same time, one of my stockholders.”

"That's Marta saying she loves us." Dante thought about this. "Yes," he said. "That's accurate." "So we call her too," Elian said. "Yes," Dante said. "And Tomás," Elian said. "Tomás?" Dante said. "He deserves to know how it went," Elian said. "He fed us and kept our secrets and sent occasion wine and asked for nothing." "Tomás will have read the coverage," Dante said. "He reads everything quietly and tells no one." "Then we call to let him know we know he was there," Elian said. "That matters to people like Tomás. Being seen."

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X