Full House Tommy Fuller Novels & Stories

he said, his voice flat. “The one and only!” Tommy’s voice dripped with sleazy confidence, just as Jeremy remembered from the league meetings and backroom whispers. “You finally broke down, my friend. After all that high and mighty talk, you went and did it. Hired the media gimmick, huh? Jenifer Walter! I gotta hand it to you—finally playing the game.” Jeremy’s jaw clenched, but Tommy rambled on.

Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “Ah! I get it now.” Tommy meets me at the back to the SUV so we can switch out with the next patrol. And he is apparently not done talking about this. “I’m almost afraid to ask. What do you get?” I ask ripping my shirt off and throwing it into the back. “You are a control freak with a hero complex. You live for this sh*t!” He laughs at me, stripping completely, shifting and taking off before I can even respond. Asshole.

Heather is completely serious as she explains her thoughts to Tommy. Heather feels like she is finally gaining an understanding of who Liam Sullivan is and the lengths he is willing to go to succeed. She knows he is willing to kill, so it is not a stretch to believe that he would kill his father to take over the company. Tommy is visibly struggling with all of this speculation. Officer Tommy McNeil has been a cop for two years, but he has never been involved in a major case. Heather watches him carefully reading through the files. She knows he is trying to find something concrete to focus on because her theories are too much for him to handle right now.

He was certain that his dad would kill him. Tommy silently prayed in his heart that Angeline didn't have any recordings. "But what about the texts and WhatsApp messages?" he thought. As Tommy paced in his bedroom while trying to figure out his next steps, he saw a police car pull up outside the mansion. His eyes widened in shock. He rushed to the window, immediately feeling tense. When the doorbell rang, Tommy quickly dialed Ned's number. "Hey, brother-in-law!" Tommy's voice was shaking. "I may have screwed up! The police... They're outside my house! You've got to help me! I-I only did all this to take it out on you and my sister. All I did was spend some money to buy the videos from that ki

"Or he's not coming." "He's coming." I scanned the crowd. Looking for a face I'd tried to forget. Two oh-three. He appeared. Tall. Broad shoulders. Tattoos covering both arms in black and gray ink. Sleeve rolled up despite the cold. Tommy. He saw me. Smiled. All teeth. No warmth. "Jackson. Good to see you, mate." "Tommy." His eyes slid to Sloane. Then Peter. Lingered too long on both. "Thought I said come alone."

He still couldn't believe he'd make him fight his uncle. What did Tommy mean by he knew nothing about his uncle? Tommy was nothing but a traitor and a cunny bastard. He didn't expect him to get that low. He already had him in chains and taken his Pack, what would he gain trying to create a rift between him and his uncle? He wanted to disregard Tommy's words but his eyes kept flashing in his head. Those were not the eyes of a man trying to con someone.

“Show me around your little kingdom. Where’s all the shady business happening these days? Where do you hide the bodies? Where’s the cocaine drop-off? Give me a tour, Tommy.” His jaw ticked. “Don’t call me that.” “Sorry, Toms,” I drawled. He shot me a side-eye. “You’re lucky Castle likes you. Otherwise, I’d dump you in the river just for that.” “Fair,” I said with a grin. “So…?” He sighed. “There’s a diner I go to. You’ll like it.” “Hmmm…” I said, about to protest. But right then, my stomach growled in betrayal.

He takes out his bow. Bill slaps his face and says. "Seriously T, not this again! You don't even have an arrow." Tommick waves his silver bow in the air, "I don't need one to take down a man who doesn't honour women." "T, you have an issue", Bill says as he takes out Gravemaker. "And a mental one at that." Tommick stomps his fist on the ground, "It seems you've forgotten my life's goal, to assemble the world's biggest harem. Anyone in my way of that will die!"

"This isn't even enough for me to warm up. Who's next? They better not be a disappointment." Frank clenched his fists. He was trembling. Alexander was a seasoned fighter. He was definitely a powerful one! "D—Don't be cocky!" he said through gritted teeth before turning to look at the fair-skinned man. His eyes gleamed maliciously. "Tom, it's your turn. I'll pay you one and a half million dollars. Take him down!" The man named Tom gestured an 'OK' sign to Frank before moving his shoulders. Crack! He cracked his bones as a ball of energy erupted from him, tearing off his clothes. He looked downright malicious as his muscles bulged.

And Iris successfully glared at Tommy, eager to beat up the introverted man. "Damn you, Tommy! Take me home now!" And after much coercion, Tommy finally decided to take Iris back to her apartment. On the way, Tommy was as cold as his face from not saying anything. Iris then threw her mind as far as possible to get familiar with Tommy, who wanted to take her from that house in the middle of nowhere. "Are you guys building an army somewhere? A thousand more forces of The Hunter would be enough to kill the devil." Tommy, of course, turned his head with a hardened expression suddenly. She shouldn't have said something so quickly. He had been trying patiently to handle this new Hunter. But still,