Tori X Tom Novels & Stories

Right in front of her, standing with all of his glory, was the modified version of Liam Hemsworth with tattoos littering his bare top. "Hey there, sexy. Wait. Am I dreaming? If I am, please wake me up later." Tori whispered to herself which the man before him heard. The frown on his face was a screaming dead giveaway that he disliked her comment which snapped Tori from her stupor. I am such a slut.

To let off steam, he’s been tempted to explore his long-repressed sexuality with his son’s twenty-year-old friend. Tom, a twenty-eight-year-old firefighter from Texas, is desperate to get away from his dad’s prejudice about his sexuality, and an unstable relationship that just recently ended. He takes a temporary position in Mesa where he sets eyes on the most gorgeous male specimen he’s ever seen in the form of the fire chief, Eric Anderson. At first convinced that the chief is straight, he accidentally catches him one night with a young guy, and is now determined to let the chief know he’s interested.

I announced, making Rip’s face darken with anger, while Tom gasped next to me. “Rip? As in the Rip? Holy shit, man! It’s so nice to finally meet you! Omi has told me so much about you!” Tom exclaimed as he held out his hand to shake Rip’s, who looked like he was about to tear Tom’s head off his shoulder. “You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend, Nomes,” Rip snapped, completely ignoring Tom's outstretched hand as he glared at me, which only made me smirk at him.

I shouted as loud as I could, “HI TOM!!!!” “Aaand…I’m deaf. I think she wants to talk to you, honey.” I heard Tom laugh in the background as Mom handed him the phone. "Hey Tori!" he said when he finally got a hold of the phone. "Hey, Tom, how's it going?" I asked. "It's been a bit of a rough weekend," he admitted, "Brianna really put a damper on things. Caleb had to leave a day early, and I think it really upset him. And me, to be honest."

Unfortunately, he has the first lesson, and I'll have to pretend that his presence doesn't bother me. My life turned into stereo land very quickly, but I refuse to become someone I don't respect. When Pryia left and my parents started their Cold War, I felt lost and overwhelmed. Tom came over and offered his support, at first I thought he was just being kind, but his glances screamed something more, and we ended up kissing. I felt renewed. We developed a kind of romance and every time he touched me, a part of me got better. Tom was born in Japan, like his father, but his mother is Brazilian. He's young, a recent history graduate and handsome, very handsome. I didn't know he had a fiancée unt

They probably think they're a guy and a girl. Hops and fatigue soon took their toll. Kit said that she would just fall asleep at the table, and Tom would have to drag her to the hotel on his back. He walked her to the door, wished her good night and went to his room, trembling with delight and excitement, like a young stallion. I could not fall asleep for a long time, tossing and turning from side to side. She was so close… just two doors and a narrow hallway. Alone… She was sleeping soundly and carefree now, and Tom was languishing, imagining how he gets up, goes to her, carefully sits on the edge of the bed, strokes her shoulder, begins to kiss… She wakes up, a little surprised, but does n

"Gotcha!" "RAWR!" Toma yelled back. "Rawr right back at you~" Dmitri teased and tapped his nose. Toma giggled and grabbed at Dmitri's shirt. "I'm hungry!" He told him. Dmitri laughed and started to carry him to the door. "Okay~ We'll get you some fish with some honey and sugar," he purred, walking out and abandoning me with Toru who had been snuggled up against my chest, watching them. He looked up towards me and then sat up a bit, glancing around for his kimono. I smirked and forced it on him then. He yelped and struggled a little but let me before he whined and looked at it, adjusting it on him. He looked towards me then tackled me, growling. I laughed and tied his little bells on him befo

Foxfire and Tank were meant to be. Tom and me… that’s another story. I don’t know what our future holds, but leaving is the right thing to do. Tom and I have chemistry—lots of it. But I’m way too much for the guy. Story of my life. Tom is like his spirit animal—the wolf. He’s meant to roam free. He’s a hunter, but once he caught me, he didn’t know what to do with me. And I’ll be damned if I stick around where I’m just going to get hurt again.

Tori always covered in one of their scents or sometimes two depending on who tag teamed him the day I came to visit. A piece of me jealous for while Tori was my mate including Jake, Zak and Alex, Tori was the one mate that I had yet to physically bond with. Hyde and I on the short end of the stick when it came to seeing Tori like we wanted to. ‘Hopefully with our packs finally merging that we’ll be able to spend more time with him because we really need it. Our connection to him isn’t as strong like it is with Jake and the others’ replies Hyde who had noticed our weak connection to Tori.

“It’s Denver or Ridley to you.” “Denver,” Tori corrected, “Nigel.” she made a dramatic pause. I think I had a right to knock her out. She was just asking for it. From the corner of my eye, I watched Ridley clench his fist. He was thinking the same thing as me. “Tori,” Romans sighed. “Okay,” she laughed, “Wanted them to stew for a bit longer, but I think you have good men here.” She looked at Romans who nodded. “Can you just tell us why we are here already?” Ridley shouted, “Fuck.”