D Gray-man Romane & Geschichten

ANN POV The atmosphere of Gray Ranch has become suffocating. Ever since Darcy's ex showed up everyone seems tense. The side-eye looks the pack gives him and the long periods of silence are killing me. Mix in the fact Mike and Carmen are scared every second of the day... "This will be over soon," Claire says quietly as she looks over my face.

Lannie blinked and said innocently, recoiling in Daryl's arms, in fact, as if afraid he'd hand her over to Liam. Liam's expression turned more ugly. His brows drew together, his sharp eyes turning into dark slits. Served him right! Haley stifled a laugh, controlling herself from rolling over. Then out of nowhere, a middle-aged man rushed in their direction with his luggage. Mr. Gray's once gloomy face brightened up as he sighted Liam. He stopped in front of him, panting heavily. “Ah- Mr. Nash, thank goodness you're here!” Mr. Gray chuckled. “Unfortunately, I've lost my job. I was wondering if there's a vacancy in your-”

I remarked. "That is not all. The real question is, who is Dane?" The picture was replaced with a dark silhouette figure with a big red question mark. There was no doubt in my mind about Kale being the one who put the entire video presentation together. "Dane lives a double life, while presenting an image of a humble wealthy man to the world, in the other he is a brutal drug lord who runs the New York Mafia organisation and in the crime world, he is known as Dane Grayson"

“Arthur, I was just...“ He trailed off at the sight of the petite, skinny lady. Gwen, Arthur's secretary. “I'm sorry, Sir. Do you need anything? Gwen asked with her head bowed. “I should be asking you that. Don't you think?“ Chad retorted, hinting at his frustration in his tone. He was having the worst time of his life. The last thing he needed was a skinny stalker. “I'm sorry, Sir.“ She bowed lower in apology. “It's just...“ “Just nothing! Get out of here, will you please?“ Chad thundered. Gwen scurried off, shutting the door behind her. Chad went back to rummaging another set of drawers. Minutes later, he was slumped on a leather, swivel chair. His search was hopeless. The location of the

I was sure there was a wide grin on my face. “What are you thinking about?” Speak of the devil. Gray was watching me with arms crossed over his chest at the doorway. I didn't realise he was there. He is wearing a simple black shirt and jeans, and his hair is damp, seemingly showered before I woke up. It was too early for me to start drooling over the man. Damn it! I covered my whole form with his sheets. I probably looked like a raccoon While he stood there looking so gorgeous and delicious.

He could not even think clearly. He was blinded by rage, by anger, by treachery. By a broken promise from Minerva Miriam Miller. But, he is the great and terrible Darwin Dennis Gray. He would never show this side of him in front of everybody. That’s why he walked away, and drove away under the pouring rain of this glorious freaking place. Into his luscious, seaside country house. *** The rain had made Darwin even wetter. He’s already soaked in tears from head to toe. “This fucking rain is such a bi—”

: everybody knows about it, but nobody cares to have it. "She's not very much my type. I like them... Invisible." "They don't make them like the used to." He jested, and Adrian agreed with a nod. "I'm Aaron... Brown!" "Cool! You can go away now!' Adrian snorted. "Sor....sorry!" He spun around, and walked away. "Can I get you something to drink?" He stopped and turned back to Adrian. "I hate people, they never listen!" Adrian groaned. "No!"

he grinned as he was slowly walking close to Grey. "He didn't gave me anything else other than that.–" "No no no. You see, he's supposed to put here some money and yet why is there a note here saying that if we didn't see any money here we could just get it from you?ha ha hah ha!" the guy was laughing. He laughed louder and louder as time goes. He then stopped and then he slowly raised his hands. Grey was confused of what was happening. He was scared by this crazy man's laughing. He didn't know what to do since he was only given this package and nothing else.

She grabbed my hand and linked our fingers while laying her head in the crook of my neck. A man all dressed up in black walked in with his hands up in the air. 'Hello, kind people. Can someone please kindly explain why the hell I was being controlled for carrying any kind of weapons.' 'Hello, Dante, good to see you as well.' I laughed sarcastically. 'Dante?' Grace muttered softly. 'Who is that?' She looked up and shot a small look at Dante. G R A C E P O V A man all dressed in black stood in the hallway. His hair was dark brownish and his eyes were green with a slight touch of brown in them. I felt weird looking at them. Like I have seen them before. But I was sure I haven't seen that man be

Regardless, nobody knew who this mysterious man was, and as a result, nobody had the courage to approach him. Meanwhile, Gray disregarded the attention he received. He has only one reason for showing himself to the public, and that's to find Mr. Emmanuel Red. "It's a good thing that I couldn't see Martin around. But where is Mr. Red?" Gray murmured while looking around. "Hello," two beautiful and hot women approached Gray. Gray flashed a charming smile as he raised his glass. "Evening, ladies," he greeted, his voice dripping with suave. He planted a gentle kiss on the back of their hands, causing them to giggle or nibble on their lower lips.