Edd X Tom Novels & Stories

With the goal to live a easy life he rarely acknowledged others existence without just cause. "You all did well boys", Rev says. Tommick yells at the top of his voice. "Thank you my red goddess!" His voice attracts everyone's attention. "What's his deal?" Junior asked. Tom says, "He has a problem with women, a mental one." He turns back to his book. "Yes that is true", Tommick says, "I am sick in love." "MORE!!" Bill yelled at the top of his voice as he licked his plate.

I hear her grinning on the other side. “She is out of bounds for you Stacy.” Eddie’s eyes meet mine in the rearview mirror and he looks away fast. “Why? Are you interested in her?” “Nope. You know I'm not into that. Tomboys to be specific.” “Then I’m pursuing her.” “I said no!” I snap trying not to shout at her. “Okay mister. You sound like you are going through something. Sort out your shit first.” She snaps and hangs up.

kind of goes along with it. I've noticed several handsome men just on my floor at Eddings. Once of which was at our table that first Friday. His name is Tommy… Thomas Jenner. I'm still not sure what he does at Eddings, but he's always well-dressed in a suit or jacket, and he's got the most amazing pair of blue eyes -- just a perfect skyblue pitch to them. Rest those above the dimples and a rather rugged jaw line and… Well, you get my drift. This guy made my knees weak.

"What matters is this—what exactly did you and Damon discuss earlier?" He gestured to the seat across from him. "Relax, Tom. Sit." The casual tone did little to calm Tom, who swallowed nervously before seating himself opposite Drake. "It was nothing much," he stammered. "I... I was discussing a potential partnership with Prospectus Technology. Once I gain their trust, I'll find a way to bring them down." "Really?" Drake's sharp eyes locked onto Tom's, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Yes," Tom nodded quickly. "By the way, Mr. Mummery, what brings you back to the country? Something important?"

Tala catches at her, trying to get her to stop. “Nah he’s not. Stop fooling around, Aiden,” Tom says, “We’ve got vids to watch, come on, man.” He turns to walk off and almost runs into the figure that’s come up behind him. A man, dark haired. The man grins, and his eye teeth grow into points. Tom steps back uncertainly. “Cool teeth, dude, didn’t mean to bump into you, we’re just going.” Tom steps sideways. The black-haired man steps sideways to match, still grinning.

When he cluelessly returned back to his phone, Tommy dropped his rehearsed smile and zeroed his eyes on his cheesecake like a predator. The cold, white, creamy cheese and sugar which was sprinkled with crushed cookies, resting on a huge slice of cake made him drool! So before his over-fussing mother found out, the little fox stuffed not only his mouth...but his face as fast as he could. "Do you want some more?" Damon asked, noticing his healthy appetite and Tommy couldn't have been more pleased! He hastily nodded. "TOMMY ELVIS DE' ARGENT! What are you doing? I don't know what to do with you anymore!" Mom Rose scolded from down the table.

"Huh! Why give it to me? Where is Mr. Dante now?" "He just wants you to come in; he says you're quite the fan." "Huh?! Big fan?" Tommy smiled meaningfully, as he also realized that his master did not reveal his identity. "Where is Mr. Dante? Can I see him to thank him?" Eddie asked. "Oh, didn't we meet earlier?" asked Tommy to make sure that Eddie remembered who he had met to get a ticket to Peter Franklin's private party. Eddie and his two followers glanced at each other again; they looked confused, dazed, and empty. Then Eddie's head began to move up, left, and right with his temples and forehead raised. Then he stared fixedly at Tommy, and Tommy replied by raising both eyebrows.

"Yes, as soon as I can. Get a good night's sleep and have a great day at work tomorrow." She snickered, his implication clear. "Don't worry. I'm staying on the right path, no relapses." "That's what I like to hear." Tom reached for the doorknob. "Talk to you later. Night." Tom drove down the lane. Edie hugged herself. Was he the "one" for her?

"You haven't grown much since last time?" Ack! Critical hit! Tommy's usually calm face turned intense. "I did." Eden looked puzzled. "Have you?" Tommy stressed it. "I have." "But last time, you were about the same height as me, and now you're a little shorter," Eden said. To prove she was right, Eden stood up and moved to his side. "That's because Tommy is half a year younger than you," said a gentle voice behind them. Solomon, dressed neatly, walked over and lightly patted Eden on the head.

Rounding the corner, he bumped into Tate. "What's with you and Darin?" "What?" "You thinking of taking his place as the brooding guy everyone fears?" "What?" Tom scoffed "They wouldn't call you Devil Tom obviously, but you just might have the spot if you keep beating up people." Tom laughed at his friend and his ridiculous smug look. "I don't need the title of school brute fool. And the guy doesn't fight. Hardly fights. He just knows how to instill fear." Tate punched his shoulder lightly. "Is that admiration in your eyes my friend?" Tom scoffed and shook his head. "You've been talking to him so much I believe you might just get the part."