Novel & Cerita Dream X Tommy

Scarlett a young maiden from Texas encounters a man, Oliver who is also from Texas, at the end of a vacation in Denver. She captures photos in a park and takes an unexpected detour on the way home to San Antonio. Oliver's flight is delayed and misses another moment with her. She flees to the northeast in search of a real Autumn and Winter which beloved Texas lacks. Will Oliver join her and be the man she is looking for?

“Think she can handle us?” Marco lets out a low chuckle, his sly grin widening as he leans against a nearby pillar, one hand casually brushing back his dark hair. “Oh, I bet she’s been dreamin’ of somethin’ like this. Ain’t that right, sweetheart?” His tone is teasing, but there’s a sharp edge of curiosity beneath it, like he’s already imagining the possibilities.Ty, as always, stays silent for now, but his piercing gaze speaks volumes. He shifts his weight, the muscles in his forearms flexing as he stuffs his hands into the pockets of his worn jeans, just watching, waiting. The tension rolling off him is almost tangible, a quiet storm ready to break.I step even closer, the heat of my body b

My best friend wasn’t going to keep quiet forever. Exhaustion dragged me down later, the weight of secrets pressing heavy as I lay back in bed. When sleep finally dragged me under, it wasn’t peaceful. The dream space was different tonight, heavy and humming like a storm was about to break . Shadows stretched and shifted. And then It was darker. Colder. “Ivy.”Damon’s voice, low and rough, cut through the dark, like a man reaching for salvation. Not the Alpha’s voice he showed the world, but raw, cracked open, desperate.

“In my teens, still living at home. Never sleepwalked in my life until then. Never have since, far as I know. Just woke up there one night in my pajama bottoms and nothing else, covered with fucking mosquito bites. I had to hike it all the way back home in the dark, barefoot, and when I got there I was locked out of the damn house. Ended up crawling through our tiny bathroom window to get inside. Fell and smacked my head on the tub, to boot. But I don’t remember walking to Jasper Park, don’t know how I got there at all. Don’t remember anything, except for the drums.” “Drums? What drums?” Tommy paused. “I heard drums beating somewhere, or dreamed it maybe, and I followed them. Like tom-toms .

He glared up at Tommy’s back. “You didn’t have to throw him across the room,” I said and Tommy grunted. “He was trying to help.” “Tommy?” We both froze at the voice from the next cell. “Tommy, please I need to talk to you.” Tommy growled as Damien pleaded in the next cell. I could see his wolf appear behind his eyes and I reached out to try to calm him down. “Don’t let him get to you,” I said as Tommy continued to growl under his throat.

“You better start talking or I'm gonna shove of fucking hearing device so far up your ass, you would hear the sound of your small intestine as it produces shit.” “I—I swear, I know nothing, Vex–” “It's Jordan.” “Sorry. Jordan. I—” “Free him, Jay.” Tommy's voice wasn't so difficult to recognize after having heard it for over two decades. He's also the only fucker that choose to freestyle with my name. The younger guy sitting next to me had that redeeming look upon spotting Tommy walking towards us. Alas, he'll live this day without a scratch. Tommy strolled over like he had all the time in the world, not rushing, not panicking—just calm in that way that made me want to break something. Even i

Tommy yawned and stretched as he sat up in bed. When he'd crashed on the Johnson's spare bed last night he'd forgotten to shut the curtains and the bright dawn sunlight streaming through the window had woken him up far earlier than he would have liked. Last night had been amazing and surreal. It actually seemed like a dream rather than reality. Tommy's best friend Billy, who seemed to have some sort of strange control over his incredibly sexy stepmother, had shared the beautiful, busty blonde with Tommy and their other two friends, Clint and Dougie.

Ava was still deeply shocked at the moment, even the things that Tommy said had been forgotten. Tommy had left when she reacted. "Allen, what is this? Am I dreaming? " There was a little bit of self-confidence in Ava's tone. Obviously, the sudden peak turned and let her have a sense of being in the dream. Hearing what she said, Allen smiled. "Ava, you are not dreaming, Tommy really changed his mind, he wants to buy all the antibiotics from the Smith Group!" He said excitedly. "Really, great!" Ava finally believed all of what happened, and her tone was full of strong surprises.

The concrete floor felt cold beneath his feet, and he could hear the faint drip of water somewhere in the darkness beyond his cloth-covered vision. Tommy leaned closer to Liam, so close that the man's chin was almost resting on his shoulder. The warmth of his breath penetrated through the fabric covering Liam's head, carrying with it the smell of coffee and something else - something sharp and medicinal that made Liam's stomach turn. When Tommy spoke, his voice was barely above a whisper, but every word was crystal clear and filled with malicious satisfaction. "You are going to say on camera that you made a big mistake," Tommy said, his lips so close to Liam's ear that the words seemed to vi

"Liam and Connor. Trent's best friends since middle school. You did great, by the way." He grinned. "I had a good teacher." As we made our way across the lawn, I caught sight of a familiar figure in the distance. My heart skipped a beat. "Oh my God, that's Damien." Tommy's brow furrowed. "Who's Damien?" I took a deep breath, the words tumbling out in a rush. "He's Trent's... I mean, your enemy. And also my ex." "Wait, what?" Tommy's eyes widened. "Is that why he's my.. I mean Trent's enemy? Because he dated you?"