Tom X Edd Novels & Stories

”I’m the chief of Xerxes Village, Thomas Bloom. I heard that you guys are accusing Edelgard. As an old veteran who’s joined the army and fought in wars, I’m very disappointed and sad about everyone’s wrongful accusations. “Edelgard comes to our village every year to teach voluntarily, making monetary and non-monetary donations. She’s sponsored a few university students from our village, as well as numerous ill villagers who needed treatment. It’s also her donations that have allowed us to have a water supply in the village.

He knows. Xander scoffed but he doubted that it sounded promising. Maybe it did, he didn't get the chance to know. For Tom Acker's eyes had already left his, fixating on his lips now, making them tingle. Xander took his lower lip between his teeth as he saw Tom lick his own. "Is it too early? Can I...kiss you?" Xander should've learned his lesson by now, to not hasten these kinds of things, but Tom looks like one of those boys that come with a promise of showing you everything, making you feel emotions so overwhelming they're hard to name, the kind that brings heaven to you.

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.

He looked pale but surprisingly good for someone who'd been shot less than twenty-four hours ago. "Hi," he said, his gaze moving over our group with obvious confusion. "I'm Tommy." "We know," Troy said, stepping forward with confidence. "I'm Troy, and these are my brothers Lake and Soren. We brought you stuff because Dad said you were hurt and probably bored." Tommy's eyes moved to Xenois with a question in them. "My sons wanted to meet you," Xenois explained. "And apparently decided you needed entertainment." "That's really nice," Tommy said, looking genuinely touched as the boys started unpacking their offerings onto the bedside table. "Thank you guys. I've actually been pretty bored."

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.

Lisanna said. "Are you all right, Tom? I see your face is very strange. Do you need me to call Edan to examine you?" Edan is Tom's personal doctor, so Lisanna completely trusts Edan's knowledge and talent. Rich people like Dominic and Tom have their own brilliant doctors. If Tom has Edan, Dominic has Elmer. They are all excellent doctors. Tom sighed, a wry smile appearing on Tom's face. He said. "My health is fine, you don't have to call Edan. He's very busy. I'm just a little tired because the amount of work is quite a lot. I just need to smoke a cigar, and the mood will be fine. Don't worry too much about me."

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.”

“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.”