Tom X Edd Novels & Stories

He had not budged. I watched him for a moment longer, then limped out. He had my message. The next move would be his, but while we waited for that, I had to fix my body. I heard Marcus' voice as the elevator doors slid shut. ‘…Will you be whole when he’s done?’ I almost laughed. ========== Marcus POV. I just arrived at Ed’s place. His castle. There was no other word for it. Edison Tanner was what most people would call a certified freak. But I knew better. Those who could, knew better.

I sighed and rubbed my neck, "And I know you loved your wife very much. And I hope one day you will find a mate that will ease your pain Brother." Noah nods and pats my shoulder, "I get it, Xander. I do." My ears perk up as I hear a twig snap in the distance. Noah and I are both on edge as we stand ready to fight. My eye catches the bush beside the tree shaking. I'm about to charge and attack, but I stop when I see who came around the tree. "Eddie?" He's lost a lot of muscle. He's got bruises and whipping lashes all over his body. He drops to the ground and reaches out his hand.

Tommy will choose me. The pack elders form a circle around the ceremonial bonfire. I spot Tommy standing near his father, Alpha Xander, and my breath catches. He looks so handsome in his ceremonial leathers, his brown hair swept back, his eyes scanning the crowd. When they land on me, he gives a small nod. My chest floods with warmth.

Edward pleaded, his voice compelling. "What exactly are you insinuating?" Adam inquired, his voice tinted with doubt and anxiety. "I don't trust Xavier in this matter," said Edward, his tone indicating his skepticism. "He is an alpha," Adam argued, remaining firm. "He is also the husband of this criminal," said Edward, his voice bitter. "He was an Oak before that," Adam said matter-of-factly, recalling their Alpha's previous position. Edward's frustration was visible in his low growl. He eagerly anticipated the opportunity to end my life, but Adam stood in his way, keeping him from acting on his terrible urges.

Would this work if we only had one side, or would we lose everything? “I would advise caution,” Edward said. “These men are far, far more dangerous than you’re accustomed to.” My heart thudded. I imagined Tom hurt, bleeding out in some warehouse surrounded by women in cages. He grinned. “I’m not scared.” “Why are you so dedicated to being the hero all of the sudden anyway?” Edward asked. Tom met my eyes, that same surety in his green gaze. “Because it’s about damn time I started making the world a better place. I’ve got enough fucking money already. I need something more.”

This was the first time he was humiliated by someone in public, so he was very unhappy. After the kiss between Thomas and Emma ended, Eddie asked, “What’s your name?” “Thomas Mayo.” “Thomas Mayo? Very well, I’ll remember this name. Let me tell you something. We’re not done with what happened today. I’ll get you in the future.” “I’ll be waiting.” Eddie snorted. With a swing of his arm, he hurriedly left with his underlings. He had been embarrassed by a penniless man, so he was too ashamed to stay.

Hearing the question, Eddie simply nodded his head. Tommy raised his palm and said, "There's no need to feel ashamed." He said. Eddie did not move; how could he not feel ashamed? Of course he wanted to hide when someone like Tommy Egan knew his weakness—the weakness where he had been abandoned by his two brothers and never considered. "I apologize for wandering into your territory without a purpose." Eddie said it with a disappointed look. Tommy smiled gently, then took out the one hand that he had been hiding behind his back.

he said and i smiled to myself Edwardo has a bad past and remembering it will make his loose focus "Perfect"i replied and ended the call tbc

“So you’re the Mr. Roland who’s been sharing my wife with me?” His voice was cold and dangerous. The man coughed, his lips trembling. “What? That’s not my name,” he stammered. Alex stopped pacing and frowned. “Oh really?” He gestured to one of the men. “Search his wallet.” The man obeyed quickly, pulled the wallet from the man’s pocket, and handed it over. Alex snatched it and flipped it open. His eyes narrowed. “Tom Xander,” he read aloud. “Occupation: Artist.”

Tom, who usually did not say much, had too much to drink today and became talkative. He grabbed Xander's arm and asked, "You need to tell us about your family's business, Nathan. Can Abigail have a good life with you?" Xander did not like strangers touching him. Abigail worried when she saw Tom grab him, yet Xander surprised her by not pushing Tom away. Smiling, he said, "We're into a bit of everything. I'll make sure Abigail has the life she wants."