Tom Lockwood Novels & Stories

And that’s when it hit me. Damien Lockewood — with all his jet-black perfection and piercing blue eyes — was a certified, grade-A asshole. Oh, shoot me now.

Scott’s group was launching a new product with its rival company for a better outcome. “Anti-aging cream for a girl who forgot to grow up after high school? You should be investigated for this illegal youth.” “Walter?” Walter as Walter Lockwood from Lockwood industries was right in front of my eyes, I was paralyzed with happiness to see my school friend. “Yes, the one and only Walter.” He stretched his arms, and I almost jumped with joy while hugging his six feet aesthetic frame. “That nerd is also a handsome hunk. What else can I expect?”

"W-Who are you and what are you doing here? W-What is this?" "Oh, I see. You don't recognize me. Well, then let me introduce myself." I removed the eye patch that I was wearing, but he only squinted his eyes, trying to get familiarized with my appearance. "Still not familiar? Then let me just say my full name. Themis Lockwood." The crowd got surprised, they started mumbling to each other. 'Themis Lockwood? Isn't he the son of Daniel Rachel Lockwood?!' 'That must be really him!'

Just as he finished speaking, Tom floored the gas pedal and parked at the company entrance, storming in with a combustible temper. Liam watched with a forced smile, signaling the guard to tighten security and keep onlookers away. As the area was cleared, a fight broke out. Tom, with his athletic background and a notorious temper since childhood, was now boiling over with rage, especially under the persistent pressure from his family to marry. Liam stood aside, watching calmly and ready to dial 911, knowing exactly when to intervene.

Aria. “Trenton Lockwood!!!” The cheers of the students and the cheerleading squad echoed through Winterridge University’s hockey arena, pom-poms waving in the air. Trenton Lockwood, the golden son of Alpha Liam Lockwood, the future pack leader, my stepbrother, skated through the ice, every stride precise, every movement effortless like he had been born for the role. Again, for the fifth time, he shot the puck into the goal post and the crowd erupted into louder cheers.

Right on cue, in the very next moment, the loud slam of the door being suddenly burst open reached my ears, Derek’s weight painfully pressing against my small frame instantly lifted as a forceful punch landed on the side of his face, sending him flying to the nearest wall. My gaze instantly snapped up, noticing Logan’s intimidating frame standing right above me, those midnight blue eyes turned completely black as he stared right back into mine for a brief moment, before he quickly averted his attention back to Derek. “What did I tell you about touching her?” He growled, seething with fury, wasting no time as he rushed straight towards Derek who by the way was still trying to recover after th

He continued but then I cut him off with a smile. “Fuck!!” I muttered in my head as I gulped nervously staring at him. “Fine, I’d have her introduced when the time is right, agreed?” I said, hoping he’d keep shut over the whole dating issue. “I bet she’s a pretty girl from a good family, doesn't seem like the type to get in trouble or cause a scene,” Tom said with a smile creased on his face. “You’re right!” I responded forcing a smile at him and just then the bar door swung open and to our surprise, Logan stormed in panting like he’d been running for hours.

There wasn't even a sweet smile anymore, but a serious face that wanted to read all the news that had been sent by one of her assistants. He immediately went to his office to see all the documents he had received. Liam sat down on the throne and began to slowly read through everything. He was also seen watching a supermarket CCTV footage earlier. Especially when they're at the checkout. "Ah, how come?" muttered Liam who looked surprised as he watched the tape. In fact, he repeated it several times to make sure everything while reading information about the biodata of the man named Tomy. Apparently both eyes were still completely healthy. Liam can see everything.

Initially an all around commended virtuoso in swordsmanship, he has turned into a joke in the foundation. "Hello, sibling Locke, you're at long last back. So delighted to at long last see you once more… " The greasy who snapped Lorist out from his self agonizing was the head culinary specialist of the hotel, McDuffin. Wearing a mottled blue cover, he battled as he just barely got his enormous midsection through the entryway behind the counter.

Nonetheless, Tommy had done everything of his own volition because he didn't want the loan shark to harvest his organs. On his way back home, Tommy broke down when he saw his sex videos playing on the big LCD screen in front of the nightclub. The road was filled with crowds taking photos of the LCD screen, commenting on his moaning and flexibility. Although some of the videos were censored, everyone could tell Tommy had sex with a man. The worst part was he wasn't even gay.