Dgrayman Opening Novels & Stories

Gray asked as they walked up to the house with Tommy's men behind him. "I need answers and then I'll teach him a lesson, make him suffer like he made Jasmine suffer," he replied before ringing the doorbell. After a few minutes, the door opened revealing a mid-height, dark skin man who reeked of alcohol. "Can I help you?" he asked, observing Tommy and his men. "Are you Lucifer Dankworth?" Gray asked while Tommy scanned the man from head to toe, Jasmine had his eyes which angered Tommy. "Who wants to know?" He asked, eyeing them suspiciously. "Mr.Dankworth, we are here to discuss your daughter, Jasmine, can we please come in?" Gray asked as Lucifer nodded before letting them in. On their way i

I muttered "Sure…." She smiled and walked off I look back and saw Duncan smiling at something on his phone while Gray, laid his head back on the seat, with earpod connected to his ears, while sleeping with closed eyes Gray is more of an introvert, met him at his lowest, he's like me but he has a sister, I didn't want him to join the gang, but he wanted to….and now he's filthy rich, just like Duncan but they insisted on still working for me, we're more like brothers

Black smirked and bit his lower lip—mimicking the photo Grey had received on Instaglow. “I’m not gay, okay!” Grey suddenly shouted, drawing attention from everyone nearby. “What the hell! Let go of my hand!” Black finally let go, winked, and licked his lips seductively. Blue ran to Grey behind the counter and whispered in his ear. “Why don’t you use your powers on Black too? Did you forget?” Grey grinned. “Right.” He stepped out from behind the counter and stood beside Black. Placing his hand on the young man’s waist, Grey leaned in.

j nodding to the sound as his hand worked on record plates. The D.j's hands suddenly left the table seizing the music as he gasped in a desperate breath. Droplets of blood poured from his mouth on the table before he dropped to the ground revealing Grey holding a heart in his hands. With the heart rolling away he picked up the microphone from the table, his grip lighter as blood made his hands slippery. "Minions of the god of darkness, I heard you were looking for me!" He said with smiled etched from ear to ear..

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.

Gray steps forward, “I really hate being underestimated, but if I must I would prove you guys wrong.” Gray snarls and his claws suddenly extend, the first man attacks immediately but Gray grabs his arm mid strike before twisting it behind his back. There is the sound of ripping flesh and the man slumps against Gray. The next man attacks and the two men behind us get into the fight too, I take the chance to run back to the club to warn Ray and Cassandra.

answered back Damon on the call . "Please keep the phone on speaker ." Cynthia whispered and Grayson did so . " What's this music in the background , where exactly are you at ?" asked Grayson . "In the club , chilling , drinking , hunting and feeding ." said Damon . "Cynthia wants to talk to you ." said Grayson . "I ..don't wanna talk to her ." stuttered Damon sounding sad . "She is here on the call just talk Damon ." snapped Grayson . "What's wrong Damon you are acting weird ." said Cynthia .

And each time, I was wrong. "Oh, like I haven’t heard that before, Grayson," I spat, my voice trembling with the years of pain. "You promised me over and over again. And I, being the naive girl I was, kept staying. But what did I get? Abuse. Hurt. Pain." The words stung like a thousand daggers. The memories of those years—those suffocating, endless days—flashed before my eyes. The bruises, the anger, the emptiness. "I have Natalia... so I want you to open this door," Grayson said, his voice low but firm.

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.

His heart sank. Grayson flung the door open and it hit the bedroom wall, startling Dima and the man under her. Dima's eyes widened as she looked directly at Grayson. Naked and straddling the man, her short, dark brown hair in her eyes and wet with sweat, she said only one word, "Grayson...." Grayson lowered the poker and closed his eyes, willing the image of Dima with another man from his mind. His eyes flew open when he saw a flash through his eyelids.