Christian Grey Novels & Stories

Who all had muddy brown eyes, not the typical crimson red eyes that all the other vampires have had. “You must be Vincent.” I said. “How the hell do you know my name?” The vampire asked. “I’m Meadow. That’s how.” I said. And he stood up straight, looking at me up and down. “How do you know him?” Lucas asked. “This is Benjamin’s family.” I said.

He glanced at Aurora for a while before looking away. Aurora didn’t understand, but she thought she had seen a flicker of anger in his eyes. She didn’t normally have a relatively close relationship with him as she did with her friend's mother, but now he was angry with her. This man was Ryan Greyharts, an influential figure at the head of the GH Corporation, but that is the only thing she knew about him. Well, it’s not that he really caught her interest, and Vicky rarely talked about her parents, especially her father.

Christian’s voice was still quite weak, but now it sounded strong and full of joy. Christian was filled with joy when he realized Hailey was already in the elevator. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the strength to do so. He joyfully ran to the door, but the scene there soon astounded him. Hailey hadn’t come alone. She had a doctor by her side. Christian was annoyed. He should have known. Hailey was equally stunned when she saw Christian. He looked quite haggard; deep dark circles lined his eyes, and his hair was limp. Despite wearing a shirt and pants, he appeared incredibly frail, a stark contrast to his previous appearance of vitality. The contrast was too obvious. She thought he had really

“It’s about Grey. His brother.” Claudine felt a cold dread. “Grey? Gregory? What about him, Angel?” “He’s been busy, Mia. Very busy. He’s trying everything possible to sabotage Hades. His businesses, his goods, his power, everything he touches. It’s all happening quietly, very clever stuff.” Christian’s voice was grim. “That brat is playing a long game, trying to destroy his brother from the shadows. I hear things,sister. There in Russia. You know how our people are. Nothing stays truly hidden.”

Grey replied with a grin. Zyrielle Grey De Elleonor, or simply Grey, was the most handsome among their group. The youngest of three siblings, he was the son of a businessman and a famous actress. Grey possessed a face that could rival myths, with gentle eyes, a perfectly shaped nose, and slightly rosy lips that caught attention wherever he went. Blue held the middle part of his body. “Damn. Just her name already makes my butt tingle. When is it? Now? Should we cut class?”

I hiss as the pain shoots up my hand. Damn it! I hope I don't wake him up. but I speak too soon. The lights flicker on and Christian appears so suddenly in the kitchen and entrance-His hair was shattered on his charming devil face and he was shirtless, only in his black sweatpants, this was enough to stop my breath. Whenever he is shirtless he looks ancient Greek good. No one can beet his beauty and charm. My heart threatens to bust out of my Rib cage as I lift My gaze.

he says not even looking at my face. DISRESPECT! "Sir can you tell me the color of the file" I didn't even bother to request him. I told more in a way of command. "Why?" His gaze turned to meet my eyes chocolate brown eyes. I stare into his grey eyes! How the hell does he not have a girlfriend? He is obviously a wealthy, powerful person and it is impossible to not notice how attractive he is. God, probably he has some dark and secret past or something - it is the only explanation.

Getting the VIP pass is easy peasy. I made a couple of phone calls and received the invitation within a few hours. There were no questions asked. Now, I’m here, driving my car to the bar called “The Red Room”. The name itself has a strange ring to it. I'm curious if this bar will be packed with sadistic and masochistic patrons. I’m getting the reference from Christian Grey’s ‘red room of pain’. It’s a little weird that I’m thinking about it, especially when we’re both devoted to the same kind of lifestyle. The bottom line, I think this will be very exciting.

"You'll see years of pictures of me, Khaos, my mother Violet, my brother Eros, and my darling little niece Vivian." My eyes misted over as I did as instructed, seeing the happy family, their entire life flickering before my eyes. "I can't believe it... I don't understand." "Grey sacrificed his brother to the God Hades to bring back my father from the dead - I'm sorry for your loss, or I'm happy for you. I don't know your feelings towards your father, so take your pick which one. But all I'll say is that the world became a better place when Fang left it. Now, back to why I'm here. I know everything. I know you know who I'm talking about when I mention Grey and Fang. I know your connection to

I caressed her face scanning if it was really her and it was ended her. “What’s wrong–” I didn’t let her finish and kissed her torridly like a hungry beast. I kissed her with eyes open while hers was shut. “Ser–” I gulped to feel a familiar weight on my throat. I inched my face away and averted my head on the said. There stood Grey Preston and he was holding the scythe that he put around my neck. He was staring directly at me. He was wearing a black cloak with a hood. I shivered when the flesh on his cheek fell like it was being melted. His right eye popped out and fell on the floor. Now, a skeleton was standing beside me with one eye. He revealed his true self.