D Gray Man Tyki Mikk Novels & Stories

Grayson tightens his grip on my hand while he waits for me to continue talking. I sigh. "His name is Reilly." "He was my partner, for a long time. What I didn't know, was that he was secretly working to get me to lead an uprising against all the Packs. I wanted an uprising, but mainly against Kaden. Instead I was fueling something greater, and I hate myself for it..." Grayson skids to a stop. I pause, wanting to listen more to the sound of the soft breeze blowing through the leaves than his scolding voice. But his answer surprises me.

Both Alex and Cheryl froze. Alex asked James, “Old man, who is this old fart? He actually opened his mouth and demanded Ganoderma?” Before James could open his mouth, that old man said cockily, “Who are you calling old fart, you brat? Did your parents not teach you to be polite to your elders? I’m Darven Mikail, also known as the legendary doctor. You can call me Legendary Doctor Mikail.” Alex took two glances at him and shook his head. He didn’t say anything but let out a sigh.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want her; he just didn’t understand why Stripes went looking for a woman for him. Gray watched as the largest of his guards shuffled from foot to foot, nervous. “I signed you up on a matchmaking site,” he mumbled quietly under his breath. “You need cubs.” Tynder broke into laughter but quickly stopped and cleared his throat when Gray glared his way. “Do you think we should go?” she whispered to Tynder. “The big, sexy one is pretty pissed for some reason.” This was one of those times Gray thanked his ability to hear even the furthest of sounds due to his sensitive shifter hearing.

"I see what you're doing there. Don't even think for a second that you'll be able to escape me that easily." Yvette Macklemore, Yve, a total sweet heart. Your classic black rainbow lollipop, with a bit of sourness: sweet, and feisty - just his type o' gal –light caramel skin, black hair with pink highlights at the sides, 5feet6, who still argues that she's still the tallest of them both. She can be too fucking cheerful, it's nauseating. McCleron made certainty to avoid her in public, with enough fortification to tune her out long enough when they are together.

A furious roar came from a room, interrupting the old man who was giving a speech on the stage. Chu Xun looked calm. He believed that no one could found out that he was watching stealthily, and this roar was not aimed at him. "Derrick, you old bastard. Why are you spying on us?" The voice rang out again. "Gray, aren't you spying on us too? Why are you trying to put the blame on the victim?" A faint voice rang out from another room. "He-he... Derrick, I just want to say hello to my old friend," Gray said sarcastically.

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"