Name: Tom-Tom's Creed (en Inglés)
SKU: 57283915
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Author: Heston, Angela ; Heston, Alicia
ISBN: 9781500740856

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Alicia Heston

Ilustrado por

Angela Heston

Editorial

Createspace

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

118

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

20.3x13.3x0.7 cm

Peso

0.14 kg.

ISBN13

9781500740856

Categorías

Novelas sobre estilos de vida contemporáneos
Narrativa romántica

Tom-Tom's Creed (en Inglés)

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Tom: "Sire," my psycho addressed me firmly. I walked past him, ignoring his protest, and continued down the corridor. "Enhance your calm," he chided, following closely after me. "Calm? What is Calm? Can I smash it?!" I demanded, stomping down the stairs of my entry hall where Lewis and Heather had just entered. Lewis turned as I approached him. PUNCH! He turned his head to the side at the blow. "Ow," he replied simply, wiping a little blood from the corner of his mouth. I glared, breathing heavily, not entirely set on my plans for him - death by strangling or death by sword. I frowned, turning my attention to the figure commuting itself through the door. I narrowed my eyes irritably, recognizing it as James - my scout whom I'd sent to find Lewis and Heather in the first place. "Well?" I demanded. "Nothing, Sire," he replied. I returned my gaze to Lewis and Heather blandly, then back to the scout. "Nothing . . .," I muttered, rubbing my forehead irritably, "Not one thing. Jeremy," I addressed him, dropping my hand to my side, "May I introduce you to Lady Heather, my cousin, and Sir Lewis, King Fu Young's early captain of the guard." I indicated to them respectively. Lewis frowned quizzically at the title. "Early?" James questioned cluelessly. "AGH!" I grunted furiously, my ears flaming red, "I'm about to kill him!" I yelled informatively. James still frowned in utter confusion. I audibly groaned in mad frustration. "From whence point hence-forth he shall be Fu Young's late captain of the guard! Take Lady Heather to her chambers!" Lewis: "Tom!" Heather shouted, James escorting her out of the room despite her protest. I raised an eyebrow at Thomas as he returned his attention to me, his hands balled into fists. I grinned coyly. "You wanna' take this outside?" I asked. He scowled, gritting his teeth. "I hate you," he informed me. "I know," I replied, "I hate you, too," I added, then raised my eyebrows toward him, "But I'm going to marry her."