Clone Trooper Gregor Novels & Stories

When he reminisces about his late brother Daniel, it exposes his soft and emotional side. Gregory Stevens (Greg) Is the antagonist. He is the new kid on the block at Blackwood. From the beginning, there was friction between him and Erik. He often says things that appear to be perplexing for Erik’s comprehension and understanding. He is a bit of an outsider and a loner, not necessarily the ‘party type’, a heavy reader and is fanatical about computers and running. He has a heavy interest in computers and the dark realm of hacking. Erik gradually gravitates towards Gregory since there is a part of him that very strongly resembles that of his late brother Daniel. He has an overwhelming interest

I asked again. “You’ll know soon enough. He will capture you and peel your skin off your flesh!” The other Rogue said. He seemed to have tapped boldness from the first one. Good for him then. Boldness is a good trait for— Focus, Isla. “So, Gregonn is a guy?” “We are Gregonns!” They both recited, startling me in the process. “Geez, guys.” I clutched the left part of my chest. “Save the energy. “

Information above all. Gregor broke at the twenty-minute mark. He spilled everything: Elias’s weakened alliances with three minor crews, financial strain from the raid we’d just hit, and confirmation that Viktor—the secret son, was being kept isolated, fed lies about my “corruption.” More importantly, Gregor revealed two other low-level plants still embedded in the outer perimeter security. I extracted every detail with cold efficiency. When he had nothing left, I stepped back, wiping my hands on a dark cloth. Dmitri entered with the purge team. Three men. Loyal. Silent.

He growled as he poured another glass of champagne. "Hicarus!" He called his Gamma and his voice echoed around the massive room. "I'm here Alpha Gregor. What do you need?" Hicarus asked as he quickly went toward his master. "Tell to our hunters and armies to spread nightmare this coming night! Everywhere! Kill those who will interfere our plan!" Gregor shouted but Hicarus was still standing. Thud! The glass of wine scattered on the floor when Gregor threw it badly. "Why you are not moving idiot! Go and do whatever I want!" Gregor shouted angrily but his Gamma stayed calmed and polite.

“Oh. Umm, on a different topic there’s a question I’ve been wanting to ask you. Why don’t you like rogues?” Tyler lets out a large sigh. “Three years ago, there was a large rogue attack on Moonfang. My parents left to go fight, and were killed during the fighting. I was forced to step up and become Alpha at the age of seventeen. I couldn’t even finish high school properly. I had to attend online classes. I also had to attend college virtually. There are so many things that my parents will never get to see. I hate rogues because whenever I see one, I am reminded of what was taken from me.” Tyler falls silent and stares at his plate. “I understand,” I say softly. Tyler looks up quickly. “Rogue

“Well, girl. You want to learn from this old wolf?” Gregor was a werewolf? I hadn’t realized. He must be a Rogue, to be among the Warren, but I’d never heard of a healer going Rogue. I nodded, and wrote, “I want to learn. Naomi says you are the best.” “Aw, you’re gonna make me blush, girls,” Gregor said, utterly deadpan. I was fairly certain that man’s face did not know how to blush.

“Without procedural leverage, Kelsh becomes exactly what he is a federal official caught manipulating an asset proceeding. She pauses. His next move will be lawyers, not unofficial pressure. You think he pulls back. I think he has no choice. Another update arrives from Reth. Faye reads it aloud. The perimeter road is clear. All eight vehicles left eleven minutes ago. She pauses. No sign of Gregor. No Gregor. The compound is safe. The perimeter is empty. Gregor disappeared before the vehicles arrived. “He went with them,” I say. Not as a prisoner. Gregor walked out willingly. The reason assembles itself slowly. Gregor spent twelve years helping build Marre’s operation. He knew about Kelsh for

Gregor interrupted, his voice dropping to a deadly, sensual whisper. I froze. Gregor stepped completely into my personal space. He reached out, his cool, long fingers gently brushing away a tear from my cheek. The touch was shockingly gentle, yet it sent a terrifying spike of heat straight to my stomach. “My father is a monster, yes,” Gregor continued, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw. “But I know his wolf. After f*cking his victim, he simply killed them, but you’re here… alive walking around while he’s sleeping calmly….”

They were still talking about the ceremony, arguing, consoling, absorbed in their own little bubble. It felt like they were isolated from the collective spirit floating in the protected area. The Stream Realm cultivator keeping watch over them was the one named Gregor. Gregor was neither man nor woman. They were one of the most recent recruits into the Clan and had been banished from their home for not conforming to one of the binary genders. The Clan had welcomed Gregor and they were now the most powerful cultivator in the settlement other than Soho. They had always been an outsider, observing others from a distance but not being able to take part.

“And I’ll feed your power with all the lives you want. As many as it takes.” Sophia tilts her head, her smirk matching his. “Just like you’ve managed to feed this darkness for years?” she asks, her words cutting through the air like a blade. “Babies, children, young ones... innocent people?” Gregor’s grin stretches wide, and there’s this disgusting pride in his eyes, like he actually believes what he’s done is something to be proud of. “Those were worthless people, nothing but burdens on this world, but their lives became worthy once you accepted them,” he says, his voice steady, almost tender. “I had promised you when you became the vessel of darkness that I’d give your power whatever it ne