Tom Lockwood Novels & Stories

He moved towards her and Liam with purposeful strides, his eyes locked on them. In an instant, the wolf shifted. Muscle and fur melted away, revealing the muscular man from before. Simultaneously, Liam's wolf form dissolved, leaving him standing tall and human beside her. Isla felt her feet touch the tracks of the roller coaster, Liam's hand signaling her to stay back. The two men faced each other, tension crackling between them like electricity. "Liam Lockwood ," the rogue growled, his voice low and menacing. “I was waiting to devour you!”

Lockwood's reach. "I'm fine. You?" "I'm great. Jen and I got married. We have three kids now. Man... We owe you so much." Dr. Lockwood looked like he wanted to cry as he hugged Adam again. "I see you still don't know the definition of personal space," Adam said. Dr. Lockwood pulled away. "Sorry. It's just... It's been years since we last saw you. What happened to you?" "I moved on with my life." "I get it, but you didn't have to go, M.I.A. Adam, we've all missed you. We owe you our li-"

My blood had already stained his clothes from earlier, his attempts to stop the bleeding failing terribly. Whatever had been infused into the bullet was eating me from the inside, slowly. "Please, please help her." "Who are you, and what happened to her?" a strict voice questioned Tomi. "I am Tomi Lexington, from the Blackwood pack, and she is my girlfriend. We were attacked by a werewolf hunter." "Unprovoked?" "Something happened, but I will tell you later. Just please make sure she's all right. I'm begging you." I slowly turned my head to observe the guards positioned outside. One of them spoke into a walkie-talkie.

“Do you have any idea who this is?” Carl leaned in, squinting his eyes as if he could not see. “Of course” he leaned back. “Mr Liam Blackwood, eldest son of the Blackwood family. The original owner of their family's enterprise after Lucas. He hasn't been made public for like two years because of a mild illness.” Basically, everyone with access to the internet knew him. Ava nodded at him. “I know you won't believe this, but it's him I'm taking care of. And his illness is not mild. He's crippled and blind,” the last statement hung in her mouth as a whisper.

after spending what seems to be infinite hours the door finally open again and this time the black guy I saw at the market walked in with his eyes fixed on me . I quickly flared up and he shut the door slowly "who are you and what do you want " I ask hastily and he exhaled and snap his finger and 2 wooden chair appeared, 1was behind him . he sat down in it and the second was in front of me . "have a seat Hope we have a lot to talk " he said and I took quick glance at the chair then to him . he gesture me to seat and I did as told feeling uncomfortable. " by the way my name is elder Loki , the first and most powerful warlock "he said proudly and I rolled my eyes with a scoff .

Brooke introduced. Tom extended his hand to the man. His green eyes watched him and his golden brown hair with the stupid bleach spots laid in perfect place. He looked just like a politician. "It's nice to meet you, again," he said with a wink and smiled. And the smile is what gave it away. He was Jack. Tom pulled on his arm and encased him in a big hug. "Ah man, I seriously did not recognize you." Jack slapped his back and laughed. "You, too. Broo Kena here tells me you work guarding Torrence. I'm sure that's a fun job."

he asked. I studied him. “You look... familiar. That’s it.” He nodded, bracing himself. “My name is Manny Holleran. I lied to your doctor. We’re not brothers. We’re friends. Have been for years. I had to say that to get access to you safely.” He leaned closer. “Your real name is Theron Lockhart. You live in New York. You survived an assassination attempt by jumping out of a plane.” The name slammed into my chest like a wrecking ball.

The world outside the Cross Empire tower was a maelstrom of rumors. Did she forgive him? Are they back together? Who is the boy? But inside Liam’s office, the silence was absolute. Liam sat at his desk, his arm still in the sling, his gaze fixed on the man sitting opposite him. James Blackwood looked uncomfortable. He was a man who dealt in secrets, in shadows, in the dirty laundry of the elite. He was not used to being summoned for a performance review.

The voices were buzzing again, low, soft, hungry. Good. They liked this. “Do you know his name?” I asked. My tone didn’t give him an option. Clinton swallowed. “Nathaniel Lockwood. He’s a nerdy student. Which makes me wonder what the fuck he was doing there, going after your brother.” I drummed my fingers against the wall. Exactly, the dude looked like a complete idiot and really incompetent. So what the fuck was he doing coming after Liam? “Maybe it was paid work?” I also thought about that.

he whispered. Tom’s eyes widened in shock. “Are you insane? That’s impossible! The alpha’s den is heavily guarded. No one can get in there without being detected.” “I know it’s heavily guarded,” Tudd said, his voice low. “But you’re a werewolf, Tom. You have the power to transform into a wolf. You can sneak in there undetected.” Tom shook his head. “Maybe you forget that you're also a wolf, one who is as evil as lord Zack. I won’t do it; I will never risk my life for you. You want the amulet? Go fucking steal it!”