Tom Lockwood Novels & Stories

"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.

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.

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.

Family: Mother: Camila Lockwood / Father: Gabriel Lockwood (deceased) /Grandfather: Angelo Lockwood (deceased) / Grandmother: Rose Lockwood (deceased)/ cousin: Gabriel Lockwood (Leader of Italian Mafia in Italy) Friends: Joseph Roberts (Best friend and second in command) / Michael Stuart (Best friend and head of security) / Tim Smith (second in command at Lockwood Enterprise) Lucas Scott (33) Job: CEO of Scott Travels Business teacher at NYU Olivia’s boss Personality: Direct, Confident, Caring, Responsible, Focused, Unfaithful, Greedy, And Charismatic. Looks: Short dark brown hair, slender caramel eyes, pointy nose, Athletic skinny Body, Tanned, 6’2, Scar on lower lip on the right side.

“Sorry, I should have told you. Everything has just been so busy, I didn’t even think about it.” “It’s okay. I know all your current projects,” I reassured him. He placed a kiss to my knuckles. “Lockwood Entertainment has a few movies that are nominated for different things, the biggest being Westwood Lane.” I stared at him in wide-eyed shock. “You did Westwood Lane?” He chuckled. “Yeah. Adam’s an old friend of mine, and I jumped at the chance to work with him again.” He said Adam like it was nothing, but inside I was screaming that my husband was good friends with Adam Devonshire!

Arya smiled, making the man blush. Mr Lokwood was a Beta and Mrs Brickwig’s cousin. He was rather short with curly blondish hair and impressive size of his belly. “Yes, yes my sister mentioned it. So an Omega, well…” He was mumbling something under his nose and Arya was wondering how such an awkward man made his living. “And Mr Lockwood, what line of business or politics are you?” Arya decided to lead the conversation to some more safe direction. “Oh, I’m an owner of four tenement houses and have some shares in the local bank.” he answered proudly.

I said slowly, watching his expression carefully. "No," Lockwood admitted, his voice breaking slightly. "Because three days ago, someone sent me a photograph. Recently, taken within the past month. Of my brother, very much alive, standing beside a man I now recognize as Charles Ashford." The revelation crashed through the room like a physical force, and Lockwood reached into his desk drawer with trembling hands, pulling out a folded photograph.

I called through the door. "I don't want to talk anymore." He called out. "Tommy I need to talk to you, so come unlock the door." "It's unlocked." Rolling my eyes and feeling like an idiot I turned the knob to find that indeed he had not locked me out. Okay, here we go. I entered the room and saw Tommy sitting on the side of his bed, facing away from me. The light was off, but he had lit several candles. That was another trait he had gotten from me, he loved to lie there and watch the candles flicker until he fell asleep. He didn't turn around as I closed the door and I slowly walked around to his side of the bed. I noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt and paused to look at his back. Tommy work