Tom Felton Novels & Stories

"It's the first time I've seen Felton having such a happy and cheerful conversation with a lady. No, this is the first time I've seen him smile like this." Due to Felton's previous condition from a young age, he developed a rather detached personality. He rarely smiled and didn't say much. He was mostly absorbed in his own world and ignored everyone. "Ms. Brown is Felton's doctor and his best friend." Roy stroked his long beard and smiled. "If it weren't for her, he would never be this happy even if his body heals." The woman twisted her fingers. "I see. She seems so young. Who would have thought that she's this capable?"

Donny chuckled. He has thick long brown hair that he ties back in a low ponytail, kind chocolate colored eyes, and thick lips. He was the security guard slash bouncer and would tackle and subdue the guys who would cause problems. He was also really funny and would make food for us sometimes. I don’t eat when I’m on the clock and the girls don’t either. I thought it was very thoughtful of him. It was hard to believe he wasn’t a werewolf because of his build. Despite being so big, he was a gentle giant and was the nicest person I’ve met since Gabe and I arrived.

I punch him in the arm and, being the nice guy that he is, pretends that I actually hurt him. Daniel Jay McCowan's lean body stand about five foot ten; his tendons frequently stretching over his muscles. He was our high school's running back, probably would have gone to college on scholarship had he not injured his shoulder senior year. His dusty brown hair always tends to flop in front of his face when he moves, and his green eyes have always had a glint of mischief in them. All that, combined with Audrey's fiery personality and my willingness to go along with all their schemes, and we were always getting ourselves into trouble.

"He's packing!" Stella immediately went to her after hearing what she said. "Not bad. I couldn't tell at all with his uniform on." "Fuck, look at his waist. It looks sexier than the Toy Boy you showed me last time." Stella shook her head. "Toy Boy is still better." "Dr. Steven is clearly hotter!" The edge of Keegan's eyes twitched. On behalf of his boss, Aldor asked, "What Toy Boy?" Stella's eyes twitched, and Felicity blurted out before she could even stop her, "He's a fitness celebrity with an amazing body. He would perform the Happy Cougar Dance on his live stream!"

You know the Fosters. Everyone does. From the beautiful Victorian on the bend. A stone’s throw from the canal. Damon was a policeman, back in the day. Discharged on pension. Went on to become a cardiologist—best one within a reasonable drive. I hear they pay him a fortune.

Tom questioned when he heard Jovan’s words. Jovan nodded his head with absolute confidence, “Of course, how could someone that I look up to and worship be that fickle? Although I did not have a chance to meet Ashton face to face, I know he is someone who does everything with complete conviction and he cares about his family more than even his life!” “Wow, I never knew that Ashton had so many die-hard fans. So, what do you say?” “Of course, I am in. I am going to talk to my pack and if anyone dares to oppose, heh!”

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

"I need you to distract Darius tonight so I can ask him." I watch through the crack in the toilet door as Selena Wilkins fluffs her horrible hair and makes her stupid lips look gross and sticky with her lip gloss. What sort of thirteen year old needs lip gloss? And high heels, they're totally impractical for anything, we live on the Moors for Goddess' sake! Not that I'm being petty or anything because for the last few minutes she's been talking about how hot Coal is and how she is going to make him her boyfriend.

Her heart beat faster. His lips parted. But then, just as quickly, he shut them again. “There’s no problem with you,” he said finally, voice low. She frowned. “Then?” He exhaled through his nose, running a hand over his jaw. “It’s just… why are you talking to that guy?” She blinked. “Who?” “That… that Karl,” he muttered, the name coming out sharp, bitter. Serena stared at him, stunned. “Wait… are you serious?”

Tyler will be mine, one way or another. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨