Clone Trooper Gregor Novels & Stories

" A man came forward, tall and broad-shouldered, commanding. His short hair was flecked with gray, and his arms were scarred, telling of battles fought. "Alpha Kennedy." He inclined his head, his voice was deep and even. "And you must be Alina.” Alina nodded faintly, stiffness radiating from her. I said, "This is Gregor, he'll be training you. Gregor, this is Alina, you're going to treat her like I want all members of my pack treated." Gregor's sharp eyes flicked to Alina, raking over her in a very critical way. "Understood. But if she's going to train, she will have to earn that respect."

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—”

Most of the undead flocks continued to flee from Reeta towards the border of Tinasa in an endless file, but some stopped, joined their brethren on the road and greedily looked at the living. The army bristled with weapons and was forced to stand still. Elena looked back at her friends, they nodded and the girl, taking a deep breath, moved to the beginning of the army. She was familiar with the commander, his name was Gregor, a strong, already aged warrior with a scarred face now looked warily at the approaching creatures. In his hands were both a shield and a sword, archers were aiming at the undead nearby. They did not attack yet, but they were not going to leave either - they were spinning

Just then, a man pushed through the crowd and stepped in front of Derek. “Alpha, give the word—we’re ready.” It was his Beta, voice calm but filled with authority. Kelvin froze, as if struck by lightning. “What… what did you call him? Alpha?” he stuttered. Derek tilted his head, smirking. “Do you doubt the existence of the Rogue Pack?” Kelvin didn’t answer. His lips moved but no words came out. Alex, still seated, looked stunned. “Wait… that Rogue Pack? The one that’s invaded territory after territory over the past years? The one with the mysterious Alpha no one has ever seen?”

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.”

“Great. I’m Gregor, Alpha Warren’s beta. I’m on a supply run through to the veil. You can follow me, I know all the shortcuts, and with me along you won’t be stopped at the barrier.” That was actually convenient. I nodded to acknowledge him and climbed back into my car. Zara was already in the back seat, buckling herself in. Kieran waved cheerfully up at the watchtower then joined us. The ride was long and uneventful. After several hours, we reached the border of the Warren pack territory and the barrier that separated our world from the humans. The truck pulled to a stop, and I parked next to it. “Well, there ya go,” Gregor said, motioning towards the barrier. “Don’t look like much, does it

“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.