Clone Trooper Gregor Mga Nobela at Kwento

The men held him back. “First the information,” Goran said. “Then the reunion.” Greg handed over a folder. “Everything about the X-City development. Phase two and three. All of it.” Goran flipped through it. Smiled. “Excellent. You’ve been very helpful, Mr. Greg.” “Now let my son go.” “Of course.” Goran nodded at his men. They shoved Greg’s son forward. He stumbled. Ran to his father. Then Goran pulled out a gun.

Jeonna looked at Gregor, who was trembling and smiled wickedly. “You can have your world back now, fool,” she spat. Then she turned to Trixie and said, “We understood we could never lure you into a chamber because you would know our intentions. Sweet, innocent Gregor, though–you would have no reason to doubt him. You would follow him to the end of the earth, and it looks like you just might have.”

KAEL’S POV Blood splattered across my boots, a wicked smile playing on my lips as I engaged in my favourite sport…fucking traitors. I wiped my stained red knuckles on the collar of the bastard who now lay twitching on the floor. Alpha Gregor, a coward, liar, snake. I cracked my neck, fists still burning from the fury. He was coughing blood, gasping. “P-pozhá-lusta… Ya ne khotél... I didn’t mean to—”

I stood in shock awaiting the grim reaper I saw coming out of the car to announce my time of death until the reaper transformed into Greg. “Greg…?” Greg stood grisly and cold. An expression I have never seen on him. “Greg…" “Have you become immortal?” I looked at my helmet on the ground and his eyes followed. “Whatever," he said. "Go die elsewhere and move it!” I made to take his hand, but he took a step back. “Greg…?” “I don’t want to hear a thing,” he said and turned to return to the car. “I am sorry!” “I said I don’t want to hear it!” He stormed back to me and shoved me as hard as he could.

She shouted. The very next moment Gregory got out from one of the rooms, his face plastered in an artificial smile. Soon all of them realized the mistake they have been making. Gregory was the Crypt Keeper and he had been stealing souls for decades. Disguising himself as a disabled, high school student gave him a chance to stay close to many young, vulnerable people. He had tricked them, along with thousands of other people. One of his victims was Larry, his close friend. The three of them were in an awe.

After quietly escaping through the back door, I scanned the forest to ensure there weren’t any other goons and walked around the house to the front door, careful to stay hidden so the goons wouldn’t see me. “James?” Gregor said. “He’s made big strides to become the next demon leader.” “No fucking shit,” I said through gritted teeth. “He’s also Sina’s ex-boyfriend, and I don’t trust him.” Gregor tensed and swallowed hard. “You shouldn’t. He’s a liar and a cheat. I get that he’s an incubus, but something has never sat right with me about him either. I’ve only seen him in passing, and I have some shit against him that’s my private matter, but … I don’t like the kid.”

“Let me speak with Gregor.” Liam clutched my hand. “Be careful, Sienna. He’s not just a pack leader—he’s a schemer. Don’t believe him too easily.” I nodded, then walked out. In the hospital’s main hall, Gregor stood with his long coat and the black cane he always carried. His gaze, sharp and inscrutable as ever, was paired with a faint smile that cut deeper than a threat. “Luna Sienna,” he said calmly. “I did not come to quarrel. I only wish to talk.”

Eamonn tugs my hand, "Alora-can we finally go get that candy! The Trackers are going to be starting their training soon!" "Yeah, we can't miss it! And Grigori only takes bribes in form of candy!" Addison clasps her hands together, "Please! I missed the last training because Mom needed me to help out in the clinic!" I look up at Jayden. She nods and smiles at the kids, "Yeah, let's go get that candy. What does Greg like?" "It's Grigori! He's from Prometheus but he's a big softy. He's one of our best Trackers!"

"The rogue against Halden's boy, Gregor. Three rounds or until surrender." Gregor climbed into the pit from the far side. He was young, maybe twenty, and built like a bull. His shoulders were thick as hams, and his fists looked like they could crack stone. He cracked his neck and grinned at the crowd. The pack loved Gregor. Gregor won fights. The horn blew.

Gabi asked and Sam pulled her chair closer to him and wrapped around her to provide her support. “Sorry, Gabi. But I haven’t been able to find out anything different. I couldn’t find much about his upbringing, or anything. I talked to the Rogue elders and even they said he was a bit of a mystery. From what they said he bounced around a lot from different Rogue camps. But they all say that he was a great warrior and a great guy all around. Never broke a law. So,” Antony trailed off. “So other than what Savenia and Lucy are saying, he's clean? That doesn’t mean that he hasn’t turned. Have you heard anything since he left about his doings?” Gabi asked and I turned questioningly towards Levi, be