D Gray Man Cross Marian Novels & Stories

Without wasting time, she walked out of the department and headed for Valeria's office. "Please take a seat," Maria said with a forced smile on her face. "And what do I call you Ma'am?" She asked. "Dana," Dana replied, "Dana Hamilton and I heard that you are Maria Cruz, the wife of late Manuel Cruz." "Yes I am, it's nice to meet you." It was clear that Dana didn't recognize her and for some reason, it annoyed Maria. "So what do I owe this visit?" Maria asked. "I just came from Italy and after hearing the devastating news about your company, I decided it was best to see for myself and decide whether I could be of help." Dana said with all seriousness, it was almost as if she was pleading.

Amaria clenched her fist and stood up,“ Both of you be quiet, as Elex said this is a pointless bicker, we have a massive issue on the ground, let's just focus on that and keep our differences aside and just work together” Dove and Teresa reluctantly agreed to what she said and stopped their bicker. “ Let's begin our patrol now, it's almost evening,” Amaria said as she hung her bow with a quiver filled with arrows on her shoulder and walked out. Elex followed. Dove and Teresa glanced at each other for a while. Dove averted her gaze and said,“ I don't care, I still don't like the fact that a human is traveling with us ”, and stumped out. A small puppy squirmed out of Teresa's bag and growled a

She looked like she hadn’t slept—not really. “The man I hit… they confirmed his identity. His real name wasn’t in any of the original reports.” Amara poured a glass of water slowly, cautiously. “So who was he?” “Dorian Graves. Ex-military. Real shadow type. Connected to offshore security firms—and, more importantly, connected to Julian March.” Liam stiffened. “So Sebastian planted him?” Tessa nodded. “Either that, or Julian wanted to provoke a confrontation. The crazy thing is, they matched Dorian’s blood to a database… and he had markers identical to Sebastian’s.”

The elderly appeared moments away from dying. “W-wa-ter. A glass f-full. Please.” “I’ll be right back!” As soon as Mariana answered, she ran as fast as she could back inside to grab what the man needed, paying no attention to the heavy rain. When Mariana entered, she saw Marcus seated next to her Mom at the dining table. Confusion painted their faces when she appeared heavily drenched, but she ignored and rushed past them, took what she needed, and went back to the man.

"Please cover yourself. You'll make a nun blush exposing all that skin" "That's hardly a matter at hand since I've seen quite a few of them make a cross, at the sight of me?" His eyebrows crunch in confusion and I find his ignorance to human religion humorous. I disguise my laughter as a cough, glancing up at the massive man before me. "I rest my case" Grayson glances away, scrubbing at his saw, seemingly a little out of his element when he says: "As my mate, I'm asking that you relinguish all resisting and follow me"

Gray then began going through it as I stared at him; he then raised his head and handed the documents back to me and shook his head. “Now it seems his approach to the madam isn't a coincidence.” Gray spoke, nodding his head. “Thinking about it, you are right; I should have noticed something the moment he also showed up here in New York beside Ryder.” “But now that it's already the way it is, I have to travel back to California and claim my position as the Mafia God, then we'll see what they'll do.” I responded and sighed. “What about Ryder?” Gray asked curiously.

Because across the street, leaning against a sleek black Lamborghini like he'd stepped out of some kind of magazine photoshoot, was Grayson Cross. He wore grey sweatpants that hung perfectly on his hips. A black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and shoulders in a way that should be illegal. His hair was messy, like he'd run his hands through it multiple times. The streetlight caught the angles of his face, making him look like he'd been carved from marble. In one hand, he held several shopping bags. In the other, a bouquet of white gardenias and pink peonies. Her favorite flowers. Flowers only three people in the entire world knew were her favorites: her late mother, Ruby, and Grayson

Not even excluding Jayden. What stole everyone's attention was a human just like them but not exactly the two men expected to see. It was Maria, also known as Mr Grumpy personal doctor. A little smile danced on her plump tomato-coloured lips which held the perfect shade of red that matched with her high-low sleeveless dress. She exceptionally stole that moment as every eye present there was fixed upon her.

I asked him. “Are you sleeping with that bastard?" he asked instead of answering my question. “That's none of your business Daniel, leave!" “Scarlett Brown you're mine OK. I don't know what is going on between you and that bastard but you need to stop before I—” "Before you what?!” Mr. Gray asked, walking inside. Both Daniel and I looked at him with shock. “Oh so you enjoy disturbing us huh?" Daniel asked, looking at Mr. Gray. "There's only one third will here Mr. Cross and that's you,” Mr. Gray replied before walking towards me.

she asked. “AB negative,” John informed her. “The doctor told me they don’t have blood with his type in the blood bank.” Mariane heaved a sigh at what John had just said. Her shoulders fell, as she lost hope of finding blood at this hour. “But I know who has the same blood type as Sir David.” Mariane’s eyes lit up and looked at John. “Who?” “It’s Madame… Mrs. Cruz,” Mariane was dumbfounded. ‘How can I come and ask for help from her, when she doesn’t want to see me? And if she found out why David got hurt, that old lady will blame us.’