Alexis Grey Shepherd Novels & Stories

After receiving his newborn daughter from Melissa, Alex took her into his arms and gazed tenderly at the sleeping infant before announcing, "And her name is Evelyn Greyson." "Perfect," Rosalie's father remarked with a satisfied smile. As an afterthought, he immediately added, "The Greystone Pack now has an heir to the throne." Oh, right. That fact had never occurred to Rosalie before. Her young Alvin would eventually become just as brave and strong as his father. She gave Alex a grin and noticed that she felt more whole than she had in a long time. As they both watched their newborn puppies sleep soundly, she reached out and gently caressed Alex's arm before laying her head on his shoulder.

Though Jeremy had a preference for the bullwhip, he recognized the importance of Alexandra's versatility. Under the expansive canvas of the sky, Jeremy patiently instructed Alexandra in the nuanced techniques of guiding the herd. Crack after crack, each whip of the blacksnake echoed with purpose, as Alexandra's confidence grew with every successful maneuver. The cattle responded, their movements aligning with her commands, a true testament to their growing partnership.

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."

His last name was Grey! The realization hit her and she suddenly became woozy, her knees trembling underneath the force of the shock. Alexander was the son of the owner of Grey Enterprise. The largest multinational company in the whole of Massachusetts. Oh shit!

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”

Carly said with pure admiration. “That will make two of us.” Alexis purred back, making Carly giggle. They both stared at the mirror, basking in the beauty that stared back at them. Alexis was regal and everything about her screamed royalty. Every inch of her was snow-white and her ears were perked and pointed, she was quite big for a female wolf and her furs were so thick and lush that anyone who pats her there will never want to take their hands off. “Showtime is over, we have to shift back,” Carly said, breaking the silence.

[Apple] [A few moments earlier] “Please, I don’t need you to make so much fuss over me. It isn’t right.” Amaryllis Thorpe Greystone is frowning in the mirror, her grand niece Hazel trying to get her to sit still as she applies the final dusting of shimmer across her cheeks. Even her makeup had been plain when she had entered the room, almost as if she was trying to disappear. When I met Amy, she was Alexis, and Alexis was a beautiful and proud she-wolf who would bow to no one. She was an alpha, a powerhouse of her own, capable of ruling her own pack if she wanted.

What was going on? Sensing his state of confusion, Alexandra sighed. She should have guessed as much, but instead dropped a whole bump on him. "How inconsiderate of me. It might be late, nut please allow me to introduce myself." She said and bowed her head briefly. "My name is Alexandra Grey, daughter of late Miguel and Nova Grey and current President of Grey Enterprise. Pleasure to make your acquaintance once more, Master Albrecht."

Agnes braided the sides of Alexandria's hair, she was wowed by the color of Alex's hair, she combed her hand through Alex's back hair to detangle it and tried starting a little chat with Alex. she found the child adorable. "So your name is Alexandria, right?" She asked. "Yes, miss" Alex simply replied, "nice name" Agnes affirmed, "thank you," Alex said as she smiled. "You are welcome," Agnes said. "So is this your natural hair color?" she asked, Alex looked at her like she didn't get the questions, "were you born with your hair this color," Agnes asked again. "I guess" Alex shrugged, she didn't get what all the fuss about her hair was, but she did notice that since she came here she hadn't s

Alexandro growled—a sound that tore through the air like thunder. His massive black wolf form took a step forward, towering over everything in the room. His fur shimmered like obsidian, the glow of the chandeliers reflecting faintly off his coat. His eyes, glowing with a savage blue, never left the assassin. I’d seen wolves before. Many. My father. My brothers. The warriors in my village. But never like this. Never this big. Never this powerful. Never this terrifyingly beautiful.