50 Shades Of Gray Main Character Novels & Stories

Then he’d run off to shower or shit hopefully pray to something to repent. Grady was a character. He had shorter dark curly hair with mocha colored eyes, pouty lips, gorgeous smile, dimples and a strong jaw line. He had a Clark Kent persona - this brilliant IT geek by day and complete womanizer by night. He was giving hometown, boy next door / fuck boy kind of vibes. Despite being a total womanizer - Grady was actually an amazing guy. He was a rock for the few people he let into his heart. Scott was as valuable to him as his left testicle, and I… well, I was his Wendy. He’d do just about anything for us. We were his family.

He was blind linking. " Gray, try and see if you can Mind link her," Gray grunted. " It's impossible, her mind's blocked but I can perceive her scent. She isn't good at all and..." The suspense was killing me. What the fuck does he has to say. " And?" I spoke, impatiently awaiting his answers. Gray remained quiet, focusing back on his task and then he jerked his eyes open while they glowed all crimson. A sign that he was angry. " She's been raped,"

"No, you're Gray." "Gray Ranger?" I shook my head. "No, no—just Gray." "Why?" "I don't know... I guess 'cause you're the main character in my eyes," I said with a shrug and she laughed. "Yeah, yeah, I know it's lame."

And then with excruciating effort, I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was a blurry vision of a woman in a white lab coat. She was speaking to me but I couldn't make out anything she was saying. After a few seconds, my vision steadied and then I saw him. I knew instantly that it was him. The one that kept me from plunging into the darkness. And he was a sight to behold. He had hair the color of brandy, brown with licks of red fire burning through it. His lips were thin and his eyes were a beautiful shade of gray beneath the twin slashes of his eyebrows.

With a flutter, Grace heaved her thick tangle of lashes, revealing the big brown eyes that were still clouded by sleep, confusion, or maybe it was anger. "Oh God," she grumbled under her breath. Like it was the end of the world. James Grayson didn’t answer her right away. He just leaned back, one hand behind his head and the other lazily and very distractingly wonderful to look at over his muscled abs. Grace bit her lip as she imagined how those beautiful hands had pleased her in the right places.

Eventually, they climbed the stairs and here she was seated on the black couch in his room as she waited for him to get the first aid box. His room was quite neat but no matter what luxury item that was fitted into the room, it looked empty and dull in Yara's eyes. She stared at the grey wall. She nearly shrieked within her, not wanting to believe that they were actually people who lives were all black, white and grey. Grayson was a typical of example of such people. She first heard about them from Cara who once told her about the state of Michael's room and it was also, one of the cliché descriptions of bad broken guys she sees while watching watching TV shows.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

Shakti's voice cracked, and Porishma listened carefully. "He was behaving like Mr. Grey," Shakti said and resumed preparing midnight snacks for everyone. "Huh? Davis?" Porishma was confused by the mention of Davis. Shakti giggled at her reaction. "No, not Davis Grey. I was talking about Christian Grey from *Fifty Shades of Grey*. That Mr. Grey, not yours," Shakti said and blushed darkly, and Porishma laughed at her red face. **After having midnight snacks:** "I'll sleep with Daddy," Ansh said happily, and Rudra looked at Davis, who was sulking.

“I know that there were some issues but it’s not like that we will run away from everything, please “ Hope said “Okay doll come here” Paul said and hugged her. #Introduction #Hope_Grey: 17 Years Old she has beautiful hazel eyes she has long hairs girl. She always talk sweetly; she knows the value of money as she belongs from middle class family. #Paul_Grey: 18years old. He is an angry person but good with heart. He’s talented and he love his mom and sister very much. Recently they shifted to their uncle’s house. Now there’s a mystery of their father which will reveal in upcoming scenes.

Her eyes go to Gray, then back to me, as if she’s picked up on our exchange. “I can teach you a few moves, if you wanna catch up?” I offer Hannah, waggling my eyebrows. I’m just kidding around, but she’s not amused. “Fuck off,” Hannah mumbles, folding her arms across her chest and kicking the ground. Vienna and I exchange wide-eyed glances, both clearly feeling like Hannah’s overreacting, but we don’t poke the bear anymore. Gray steps forward, and my attention returns to him in laser-focus. He’s so damn sexy, with his perfectly tanned skin and his broad shoulders. He’s got a five o’clock shadow of stubble on his jawline, which only adds to his rugged appeal.