Tommen Got Novels & Stories

By the time we wrapped, it felt like we’d conquered a small nation, and in record time. “That’s a wrap!” Rachel shouted. “Now someone get me a protein bar before I eat a tripod.” We collapsed into my office, scrolling through raw shots on my laptop. Just as I flagged a contender, a knock interrupted us. The door opened—and in walked Tommy. Looking unfairly good in a navy blazer, holding a carrier of coffees like some kind of saint. “Didn’t know how you took it,” he said, handing me the tray. “So I brought options.”

He takes out his bow. Bill slaps his face and says. "Seriously T, not this again! You don't even have an arrow." Tommick waves his silver bow in the air, "I don't need one to take down a man who doesn't honour women." "T, you have an issue", Bill says as he takes out Gravemaker. "And a mental one at that." Tommick stomps his fist on the ground, "It seems you've forgotten my life's goal, to assemble the world's biggest harem. Anyone in my way of that will die!"

Please, it's better to be safe than polite. "I'm sorry sir, but I gotta go. " Tom said with an air of finality. He can't stand this quarry anymore. "Hello small bro, I'm sorry for not introducing ourselves completely, we are the Amon Titan Group, and we oversee this area, boy we've discovered you are here without anybody, whether your parents or whomsoever. What are you doing here? "

“You all are fuck*ing morons!” They were coming outside the classroom, when they heard someone clearing his throat. A guy with broad shoulders was standing there trying to grasp their attention. His icy blue eyes were soft while looking at them. They all immediately stopped talking and gave him a once over. “Hi there.” He nodded looking at them. Clara and Poppi were looking at him dreamily when he smiled. Oh, man! His smile was contagious. “Yes?” Jackson frowned a little. “I am Tom, just got transferred and today is my first day. Can anyone of you show me around?”

Tala catches at her, trying to get her to stop. “Nah he’s not. Stop fooling around, Aiden,” Tom says, “We’ve got vids to watch, come on, man.” He turns to walk off and almost runs into the figure that’s come up behind him. A man, dark haired. The man grins, and his eye teeth grow into points. Tom steps back uncertainly. “Cool teeth, dude, didn’t mean to bump into you, we’re just going.” Tom steps sideways. The black-haired man steps sideways to match, still grinning.

Tommy’s loading the pumpkins into the back of the SUV when Maggie’s mobile rings. “It’s Jon,” she says, brows coming together. Jonathan is at work today, and his call isn’t expected. “Hey, Jon. What’s up?” She waits a motherent, listening to her brother. “Oh no. Yeah, yeah, we’ll be right there.” Another pause. “Tommy’s with me, I’ll let him know.” Tommy, having heard his name, looks up. Once he sees the worry on Maggie’s face, he comes over. “What’s wrong?”

Yet, for some reason, he still couldn't decide whether he should show up and join the celebration. Oh. Right... Of course his dear ex-girlfriend would be there, too. "It's this Sunday. No commitments then?" Tomek now leaned against the doorjamb, his brown eyebrows creasing. With his new, darker hair color and shorter cut, he looked like a younger, blue-eyed version of Johnny Depp. His and the actor's features had much similarity.

Grace said but was interrupted by Grey, the tattoed guy. "Did he harass you?" He said loudly and got up suddenly and Grace glared at him. He shrunk down as he noticed her gaze and went silent. "Shut up, Grey." Kai, the blonde guy said and pissed him, which was his revenge for teasing him earlier. "Gracie, you tell me what happened?" Chloe, the blonde girl said and glared at the boys who had started fighting. "That professor keeps giving me so much work, like man, I have a life as well. I can't do anything else because of him." She complained and the other gave her sympathetic looks.

Tom seemed irritated that I didn't greet him at the door. "Who pissed you off now? Don't you know I stay out late because I don't want to see that face of yours?" I threw my phone on the ground, my face expressionless, and said, "You knew Lauren came back to Avelton a long time ago. Not only did you know, but you even went over to her live stream to be her top supporter." Tom glanced at Lauren's live stream interface, his expression stiffening. "I didn't." "You didn't?"