Romans & histoires 50 Shades Of Gray Series

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

I said. “What’s that file there? I don’t understand it at all.” He said, pointing to one. So I clicked on it and it was a list of the towns that had been wiped out by vampires. It also showed the death toll and the people that were missing. “Wow. That’s a lot more than the last time I looked.” I said. “Your dad didn’t want to bother you with this stuff while you were sick.” He said. “Who’s that?” Lucas asked, picking up a file that was hidden under a couple of other things on his desk. So I quickly glanced at the photo.

But why does it hurt? The reception ends and Anthony leads me out of the building, a wave of flower petals covering us as well as the flashes of the camera. I try my best to smile through the entire thing but I feel myself getting dizzy with the amount of flashes and hurry to get to the car that is waiting. I successfully got myself into the car and crawled all the way to the left side of the car, where Anthony would never dare to sit. I close my eyes and start to calm myself down, remembering why I hate the papparazzi. Anthony sits in the car and slams the door shut, “Get us home, pronto. My wife and I have things to do.”

ANN POV I return to the front desk with a smile. Ms. Phillips is indeed pregnant and so happy with the news that she seemed to forget I was giving her stitches. I pick up the phone to call the pharmacy about her prescription and a shadow falls over me. I look up and my breath catches in my throat as I lock eyes with Mr. Gray's concerned gaze. He looks so breathtakingly beautiful I want to dissolve into a puddle. His chiseled jawline and kissable lips are calling my name. If only he was a single man.

My fingers tightened around my crumpled notebook, the pages still bearing the scars of Zane’s wrath. Meredith sat behind her glass wall, framed in sleek black lines like a queen surveying her court. Her gray eyes flicked up, cold and calculating. “Well, Harper,” she drawled, leaning back in the chair, a pen twirling between her manicured fingers. “How’d it go with Callahan?” My grip tightened on my notebook. “The questions weren’t mine. They were swapped them.” My voice cracked once, but I forced it level. “He shut me down and walked out.”

Before long, my office door was pushed open. Sabrina came in wearing a sexy business suit, swaying her hips as she walked. Three buttons on her collar were undone, revealing part of her bra strap. Black stockings wrapped around her thighs, and her tight skirt barely reached the top of her legs. With every step, I caught teasing glimpses of what lay beneath. I was still troubled by paperwork and had no mind for intimacy. However, she came to my desk and poured me a cup of coffee. When she bent over, everything under her collar was exposed before my eyes.

she said softly. She continued to see blackness for a few moments, and then it slowly turned into a light brown. The brown turn brighter, transforming into yellow light. A face of a young, white male was in front of her. He had pale-blue eyes. They looked hurt – and angry. It was him. A younger version of Alec Peterson. Hands. A white hand and . . . her hand were clasped together, but something was between them. It was thick . . . bulky. “I will always care for you,” she whispered to him. He released her hand. It was a square, white jewelry box. Layla gasped as her shoulders trembled. She felt like she was going to cry – or perhaps she was crying already. She felt a tear fall down her cheek

I said sleepily. He was right, I felt weak and slightly sick that my eye lid started to get heavy. At once I felt a strange cold breeze blow past that made me shiver and open my already closed eyes a little bit. I caught sight of a pale looking slim man wearing a blue tight fitted tee shirt over black leather jeans and brown jacket to my right. He was standing far far away from the group so he was obviously not a part of us, he was looking down all along but as he lifted his head, I saw a his eyes turn deep red before he disappeared completely leaving me shivering against Lucas's body.

Emilia Clark I sat still, fidgeting nervously as I waited for my interview with Mrs. Grey. I knew little about her, except that she was the Chairwoman of Grey Enterprises, a multi-billion dollar company previously run by her son, Damien Grey. No one had seen or heard from Damien since he was reportedly involved in an accident two years ago.

Manik smirked and said. Man:fifty shades of grey..We will watch fifty shades of grey together..No one will disturb us..Just you and me together alone..And let me tell you if you stop me from doing anything from now I will try all those fifty shades wale scenes on you..So you better stay quite and feel me............. of her