Tom X Edd Novels & Stories

He’s a fucking monster, an animal! He punched the car in anger and took a few steps away to light a cigarette, leaving me with his best friend, Tommy, and the rest of the rogue leaders. Tommy has been unusually quiet since I was abducted, I’m thinking that maybe he doesn’t agree with some of the decisions his friend is making these days, but he doesn’t have a choice. He has to stay loyal and remain silent else he will be branded as a traitor. I decided to fish for some information from Tommy and find out if Richard was telling me the truth about Xander's dead wife, Celia, and his betrothed, Vinnie. “Did he really fuck Xanders first mate and her sister?” I asked him, trying to sound cool so h

"I'm working on something, and I need to talk to somebody like that for information." I wasn't about to tell Teddy that we were thinking of leaving ourselves. And I also knew that Jaxon came to Teddy with all kinds of crazy, random requests. He'd once had Teddy locate the whereabouts of a professional hot dog eating contest winner. To this day I have no idea why he needed that information, but I did know that Teddy had come through for him. He always did.

Because of that, he got top pay. “Hello, sir.” He nodded at him. “We have a report on Thing One.” Mia hurried to his side. “Thing One? Who’s Thing One?” “I named your brothers—Jax and Rhett—Thing One and Thing Two from The Cat in the Hat. Jax is Thing One.” “How mature of you?” “I try.” Xavier returned his attention to Todd. “Where is he?” “Thing One and another guy booked a flight to DC,” Todd said. He turned to Mia. “I doubt that’s a coincidence. How much does he know about me?”

TOMMY . . By 11 p.m., I should have been with Gerard, but Dr. Foxen’s threat and my own damn curiosity had dragged me here—an abandoned building in Surfridge, near the LAX cargo line. Mason's background check said Dr. Foxen was once a famous medical doctor. A Beta who’d written many medical works on Alpha and Omega biology. If he’d been a Dominant Alpha and didn't kill a patient from a powerful family, the world would’ve worshiped him.

I spoke barely above a whisper, afraid that he will be angry. "Yea, and him and Eddie have actually become friends through it all. They spent all last weekend in Xavier's room playing Call of Duty, which is saying alot since Xavier doesn't really have like any friends here at all." Juanita jumped in to my defense, hoping that knowing that Eddie is Xavier's only friend will make him less angry. Alpha Eduardo was getting ready to ask another question when Eddie returned with coffee for me, him, and Aunt Marianne. We both thanked him and he nodded to us as he sat down with his parents.

"You haven't grown much since last time?" Ack! Critical hit! Tommy's usually calm face turned intense. "I did." Eden looked puzzled. "Have you?" Tommy stressed it. "I have." "But last time, you were about the same height as me, and now you're a little shorter," Eden said. To prove she was right, Eden stood up and moved to his side. "That's because Tommy is half a year younger than you," said a gentle voice behind them. Solomon, dressed neatly, walked over and lightly patted Eden on the head.

I'd corner her there, hand slipping under the fabric, fingers finding her wet and ready again. As the call wound down, Tom paused, his voice turning personal. "Hey, before I let you go... you doing okay, Ezra? It's Christmas, man. You and me, both single these days. Ever think about settling down again? Finding a new wife, or at least someone to warm your bed this holiday? Life's too short to be alone in that big place of yours."

A threat. A remarkable threat. "What?" "I'm in, I'm in, okay?" He wanted to slap himself. Why was he even friends with someone like Ovan? Xander yelled at Eddy. "Hey, what's your name?!” “Eddy Olwen." Eddy smiled mischievously. Xander burst out laughing. "You're a grown-up man. Why’s your name Eddy?" Eddy frowned. What was wrong with his name? What could he do about the name given by his parents?

The cherry tomatoes scattered all over the floor. Startled, Grace looked up and met Xander's dark eyes. Her heart pounded violently. "I …" Xander tightened his hold on her, and his gaze burned into her. "I don't like tomatoes, but now I want to try one." Grace stiffened. She could hear her heartbeat thudding in her chest. She watched as Xander slowly leaned in. Their faces were mere inches apart, and their lips were almost touching. Just then, a voice suddenly interrupted, "Mr. Fulton—"