Dirty Fanfiction Grayson Novels & Stories

"You'll never be the alpha's mate, Daniella. You're just a pawn in their game, a plaything to be used and discarded. And I'll make sure that never happens." He finally let me go, and I fell to the floor, gasping for breath; my heart was racing with fear. What was going on? What did Grayson think he was doing treating me like that? "You're not making any sense, Grayson," I said when I finally caught my breath. "What do you want from me?" Grayson's smile twisted into a cruel grin. "I want to be the alpha, Daniella. And I'll do whatever it takes to get there. “So get used to the fact that you are not going to be Luna of this pack.”

How could two people be together if they have a different sexual preference? The reason why Grayson acted so sweet towards her was that he was gay. Isn't it great to have such a lovely roommate? Therefore, why did she run away? Even if Grayson is gay, he is not a cannibal. Marcus is gay, and she got along with him just fine. Sienna had finally convinced herself to accept the truth. She turned the shower off as her body sensed a chill; it was then she noticed that she had forgotten her clothes. She opened the door and saw Grayson sitting on her bed!

Although Grayson, the leader of Ghost, was an extremely dutiful and responsible person, he appeared to be rather opportunistic and lazy in comparison to Whitney, who worked non-stop like a robot. Grayson teased Whitney from time to time, “Whitney, Savannah Jones is your greatest love rival. Why would you spend so much effort looking for her? If I were you, I’d wish that she vanished from the earth's surface instead.” Whitty rolled her eyes at Grayson and said, “Even if she’s my love rival, I’d like to compete with her openly instead of scheming against her behind her back.” Grayson teased her, “You’re really a perfect match for Jens.”

Violet laughed so hard she almost toppled over while bending over to catch her breath. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh at you, but Gray is the most honorable man I’ve ever met. He wouldn’t even date anyone because he thought it was unfair for them to develop feelings and have someone else break their bond later.” “He said that?” Bree felt lousy that she doubted Grayson’s sincerity. “The topic had come up repeatedly when asked why he had no girlfriend. He believed his mate would come eventually, and all he needed to do was wait.” “Oh, I’m such a dummy.” Brianna moaned while hitting her forehead using the soft part of her palm.

and I will be the one who rule on them and everyone but I became blind when I got all attention , power , everything and started to lose my senity and end up becoming a shit . End of flashback. Grayson also looked at me and gulped his drink down from his throat . " Thanks and sorry " he said at the same time ... while squeezing my left shoulder he went out .. I stood on my shaking foot and went in one of my hotel room .. And slept in it while crying for Amoli .. . . . . .

He sighed, "I would have got here sooner but the earliest flight wasn't until this morning and I had to pay in person." I pulled back, feeling ridiculously pathetic as I wiped at my eyes, probably smearing whatever was left of yesterday's mascara. I glanced up at him, my breath catching as I took in the familiar face I'd missed so much. Grayson was towering at six foot six, dark-skinned, his short dreads framing his face. With those dark, expressive eyes and that easy smile, he looked the part of his profession. He had double piercings on both ears, adding a rebellious touch to his otherwise laid-back look. He studied my swollen face, his gaze softening as he let out a deep chuckle. "Damn, B

Diane sucked in a breath and held her hand over her chest, looking at Grayson appalled. “You! You're, you're, you're a disgusting pig!” Her voice became higher with each word. Grayson fell over laughing as she ran away from him. He hadn't laughed that hard in so long he could almost thank her… ‘Maybe I should send her a thank you card,’ He thought before laughing again.

Jaxson growls softly behind us, very displeased by Grayson’s closeness. “Get your hands off me, you damn fool,” I spit, annoyed. Slapping Grayson’s arm away, but he doesn’t budge. I have reason to believe that I’ll be Grayson’s sole target to piss off Jaxson. Lucky me! “But why, Little Wolf, this is just the start of a beautiful friendship, or maybe more…” Grayson doesn’t finish his words. Jaxson whips out an air of darkness that forces Grayson across the room angrily.

Grayson says confidently. “You do know you sound like a kidnapper, right?” Malisha asks throwing a punch at him. “If only I could be as morally grey as the dark romance guys. I would throw you on my shoulders and go away,” Grayson says with a wolfish grin. Malisha’s heart beats faster at that, and she asks, “You do know if you try to put me on your shoulders, they might disappear, right?” “We’ll see about that.”

“I’m his blood.” Grayson doesn’t flinch. “And I’m his father.” The tension between them is suffocating. Daniel studies him carefully. “You really believe that.” “Yes.” Daniel laughs softly. “You’re emotional.” Grayson’s voice is deadly calm. “I’m human.” Daniel’s eyes flick toward me. “Enjoy this fantasy while it lasts.” Grayson steps closer. “It’s not a fantasy.” Daniel’s voice turns cold. “You’ll lose.” Grayson’s answer is immediate. “No.” Daniel stares at him for a long moment.