D Gray Man Allen Novels & Stories

as the man sat opposite them. "Other than some wrinkles, you are also the same as you were long ago, so how is Mrs. Allen doing? David asked, but this time he was serious. That man's face turned black and pale, but still holding a smile, "She is still the same; it's been 14 years since she last talked to me," and that man sounded sad and depressed. The depression in his voice was more than any sadness in this world. David sighed; this man Nate Allen, a man who ruled in business for 16 years, achieved more than a top entrepreneur could. He had no weakness other than his wife. They had a child, but luck snatched that child from them,

I wasn’t sure what the term ‘mate’ truly meant, but I felt sympathetic towards the unfortunate girl who ended up with Dash. I knocked on the door and waited. “Enter,” he called out through the door. When I entered the room, Dane was leaning against his desk with his hands folded in front of him. He watched as I walked across the room, causing me to stop midway. I realized that if I got any closer, he would have the advantage of reaching me quickly, so I stayed put. “You wanted to see me?” I whispered.

'I want to have her, Delilah,' Daniel whispered in his heart. GREY'S APARTMENT Grey has just returned from dropping off his boss James Harristian at his luxurious Penthouse. He opened his shirt and took it off before placing it in a basket filled with dirty clothes. Still undressed, Grey sat on the edge of the bed and ran a hand through his hair a few times. His elbows then pressed against the tips of his knees and his eyes fell on the carpeted floor. Grey has been alone for a long time. Too long, though. Since he became a member of Daga Nero, Grey had less time to date, especially when he was James' assistant. James had even offered some pretty women to choose from in Dubrich, but Grey alwa

He stared at them for a moment, staring at their intertwined hands. "Ehem...." A wheeze from Anne made Darren flinch and immediately let go of Ralin's hand. "Madam, it's time to go home," said Anne. "Ah yes, come on!" asked Ralin, who helped because of Anne, "Mr. Darren, I will inform Kenzi of your arrival." Ralin stared at the man who had been his boss. Darren just nodded. Ralin went home with Anne; Darren was still nailed in place. He wanted to invite Ralin to dinner, but Anne's presence prevented him from talking more privately.

He ignored those greetings and focused on the sole aim, getting those involved in his wife's death. “So this is him?” Calven took a seat on his black coated throne like the king he is, gazed upon the man and sneered in his mind. This man here obviously is not capable enough in carrying such dubious act. “Mr. Gray ” Nelson teased while washing off the blood stain on his arms. Nelson Gridger, twenty seven in age who had wormed for him in the past four years. He understood his manner and styles that greeting him wasn't necessary. He proceeded with cleaning the water off his hands and then, took the next target's file with on finger.

"If I don't make it back home within a day or so, he'll definitely come searching for me." "Gray's parentage includes Darius Winona and Alicia Gomez." Margo's revelation made everything click into place. I quickly understood the intricate dynamics behind the alliance and the strong connection between Winona and Gray. He was one of them, concealing his true identity. "That's why Gray believes he's invincible," I realized, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place. "He chose to use the last name Gomez to avoid being recognized by my father." I felt a chill run down my spine. "He even gave it the nickname Manett. He knows his father would not dare to tamper with the Winona. Is this their hous

“I know. But leaving without knowing who betrayed us could be suicide. If she’s inside our ranks…” “She is,” Elena cut him off sharply. “You felt it too. Whoever gave her our movements, they’re close. Too close.” A sudden noise—the scrape of a boot against cobblestone—snapped their attention toward the alley’s mouth. A figure lingered there, half-hidden, cloaked in gray. For a heartbeat, Adrian thought it was her. The man in the gray coat had been the harbinger before, the omen of something darker to come. But as the figure stepped closer, the hood fell back. It wasn’t the Commander. It was Marcus—Adrian’s old ally.

Jayden couldn’t see what it was, he looked back towards Dani. “I'm not sure Jayden.” She spoke. Dimitri and Ivan stayed near David. Splashing in the water, let everyone know someone was there. “Dani!” A voice below yelled up. “Garrett?” She said. “Yes, come down here, I need you.” Dani followed the path down and met Garrett at the bottom. He had Jade in his arms, she wasn’t breathing. “CPR?” Dani asked. “Yes. We need to get her breathing again, otherwise, we're going to lose her.” He spoke.

When we are close enough Gray takes the man’s hand in a firm shake. “Ben stuck his neck out for you again, when are you going to let him go?” the man asks with a smirk. He turns to me, “Is she the girlfriend he was talking about?” Gray grimaces, “You guys had quite the chat.” The man shrugs, “You are an interesting topic, what can I say.” Gray makes a face, “Thank you, I owe you one.” “You owe me millions, but who is counting,” the man says before turning to me, “Nice to meet you, I’m Harold Gray’s former colleague.”

I tell the guys. “I have good news,” Allen says all excited, passing his phone to me. “What does this have to do with the situation at hand?” I hiss, as I toss his phone that has the picture of a blonde getting into the car back at him. “That is Elena Grayson,” he informs and I stretch my arms forth to take the phone from where I toss it to have a better look at the lady in the video. “But she looks a lot different…” I voice out. “She does look a lot different, but everything makes sense now,” he says and I see a satisfactory smile plastered to his face through the center mirror.