Tommy X Wilbur Novels & Stories

Tommy's face became panicked and distorted at this time. "Wait, don’t leave! Let me... Let me think about it first.” He suddenly uttered, a little hesitant. When Tommy called for Allen and became hesitant, Ava couldn’t help but to admire him. Allen's words were so awesome that he suddenly let Tommy get scared. Tommy could give up the participation of the West Coast Chamber of Commerce for the sake of cooperation with Adam, but he couldn’t tolerate another strong competitor in the pharmaceutical industry in the city! After that, Allen and Ava sat down again. Tommy glanced at them, and finally saw Allen. Allen's name, he also heard he was Smith Group's famous son-in-law, said to be a small cli

“You better start talking or I'm gonna shove of fucking hearing device so far up your ass, you would hear the sound of your small intestine as it produces shit.” “I—I swear, I know nothing, Vex–” “It's Jordan.” “Sorry. Jordan. I—” “Free him, Jay.” Tommy's voice wasn't so difficult to recognize after having heard it for over two decades. He's also the only fucker that choose to freestyle with my name. The younger guy sitting next to me had that redeeming look upon spotting Tommy walking towards us. Alas, he'll live this day without a scratch. Tommy strolled over like he had all the time in the world, not rushing, not panicking—just calm in that way that made me want to break something. Even i

I could keep myself safe, but what would I say to Rick if something happened to his son? Tommy was a great guy. He was almost seven feet tall, his dirty blond hair always disheveled, his brown eyes ever cheerful, his smile wide. And he was always ready to come to anybody’s aid. We fought and made peace, trained and ran away to the mountains... So many adventures, so much fun, so much laughter.

Damian swore to make sure of it. “Tommy would be convulsing in his grave,” Jaxon mumbled as Tommy's body was taken away. “He'd wanted so badly to be recognized as the Alpha, even once. But now even history would never remember him. Sad.”

He had said he wanted a large blast radius and if it went off now Carine would be enslaved for the rest of her days and forced to bear children for the Council. Nothing happened and Tommy grinned at his nervousness, his black and brown teeth vile in the dim light. “See? I’m better than I look,” Tommy said. “Yeah.” Vanadine replied with relief. “So is it ready?” Tommy unplugged the wires from the bottom of the phone and closed the suitcase, pushing it towards Vanadine. “All yours,” he said. “Happy hunting.”

Tommy laughed also. Tommy was 15. He was a star quarterback junior at his school. If you let the girls at his school tell it, he was hot and dreamy and he had dated more girls than I can remember. He didn't have white-ish blonde hair like mom and I. His hair was dirty blonde and he had hazel brown eyes. He was one of those little brothers that secretly love and care for you but will never admit it to your face. "Baby, how was your first week in college?" Mom asked gleefully.