Peter Duke Tom Lake Novels & Stories

“Who are you calling a pretty lady? So what if I’m new? Don’t look down on newbies. Listen to me, I’m going to obtain my full-time contract soon so please don’t cause trouble for me.” “You’re indeed new. No wonder you don’t even know who Tom Lake is.” “Who is Tom Lake?”

he asked. “Talia wants to reject her mate. So I’m helping her find a replacement mate. You have tons of friends, Luke! Maybe you can introduce Talia to one of them. Of course, maybe the date went really well with Tom tonight and then we don’t need your help anyway. So how’d it go, Talia?” “Tom? Your cousin Tom? The one with the reputation?” Luke gave her a pointed look. “What are you talking about? He doesn’t have a reputation!”

Tom walked into Peter's cabin with a solemn expression on his face. "What's the latest news, Tom?" Peter asked. "Miss Kent is attending a press conference this afternoon, sir. Because her stockholders and investors are being difficult to work with." Tom reported to his boss. "I need all of the press conference details by this afternoon, Tom." Said, Peter. "What are you up to, boss?" Tom asked a little tense. He didn’t see his boss this lost ever. "I intend to bring a wife with me. Please keep me informed." Peter said while standing up from his chair and walking to the door.

the wolf affirmed. “Alright, what is your name, and where do you live?” Beta Luke inquired. “My name is Tom and I stay in the cottage down by the river,” Tom said. “Alright, Tom. I will contact you when I need you,” Beta Luke said. “Yes, Beta,” Tom said, he bowed to Beta Tom and quickly dragged his friend away. “What does he mean by saying he will contact you?” Tom's friend asked as they were leaving. “I have no idea. I didn't know it was the Beta that was walking behind us, I would have kept quiet. I hope I have not put myself into trouble,” Tom lamented as they walked away.

“I won’t. Bring the kidnapper here before you harm them.” “I can’t promise that, Violet,” he said, trailing his finger down my cheek. “Because even if I stop myself, Duke is demanding blood.” I knew. I could feel it. His wolf was an Alpha wolf and highly protective. Dane left with his team and just to keep myself occupied, I went to the IT office where they were all tracing the calls made on Tom’s phone. I just couldn’t believe that Tom would be such a traitor. How could he put the life of a four-year-old helpless pup on a stake for a few thousand dollars? Greed makes people do stupid and dangerous things.

Leander asked quizzically, looking from me back to Lucky and reevaluating him to see if he missed a sign regarding his sexual preference. Luca smirked, and I knew in the victorious glint in his eyes, that I had made a grave mistake. He turned to Leander and purred, "Tommy is a motorcycle aficionado, otherwise known as a biker with a local Motorcycle Club...who has a distinct affinity for little Hycinth here."

The image was backlit putting their faces in shadow. "But I can't tell if it's them." "It's got to be them," Ever ground out. "Did you see the size of them?" He was right. They were too big to be human. Frank clicked into the friend list and began to scroll. Several profiles down, Luca lurched forward, pointing at the screen excitedly, "There! Him!" "You still got Duke on the line?" Frank called over his shoulder to Tommy. "Yep," Tommy replied, "Hit me with it."

"I failed to keep my promise with Amanda that I will help them until they grow old and withered. I failed to extend their lives. I'm a failure." Charles pats her head. "My dear little sister, you are not a failure. You managed to send Amanda's soul to a better place than being sucked by Jason. And as for me, I'm glad that I met your family that you always talked about. You're not a failure. You kept my soul intact, you let me see how the world progressed after the war. And I'm sure Amanda will say that too if she's in my place. You tried so hard for our sake, to keep us safe from everything, and now it's time for us to return that favor."

replied Tom, fainting. “Here, take her to Ireland!” Let Dublin take a look. Are you on the ferry? And then from the planes she is already sick ... “Damn, I’ll have to ask the guys if they don’t mind, I’ll take it,” Tom stretched out as casually as possible, carefully put the pipe down, made sure that he was not heard, and performed a wild dance of triumph. It turned out to be something between an Irish jig and the dances of Guinean cannibals, to the guttural cries of a North American Indian who had just successfully scalped an enemy.

“I just met my mate.” Natalia’s hand paused, the champagne flute remaining still in the air. “What?” She narrowed her gaze at him. “This better not be some scheme of yours, Tom. I will not put up with it. I don’t like Darci either, but we cannot be seen as fickle. Our promises won’t mean anything then.” Tom raised his hands, shaking his head. “No, I really did! It’s Sarah Pelt of the Winter Pelt pack, daughter of Alpha Chad.”