Dr Gray Man Novels & Stories

With a broad smile, Draco waved at him “Oh Gray, why are you suddenly here?” Gray managed to stagger to our side so he could close up the distance while we wondered what could be so urgent and important for him to run all the way here without taking the car. “Ah, that’s true. I should have taken the car” he muttered before raising his red eyes. His eyes were red like hot coal, they were not normal at all and that was the first thing that hinted to us that something was wrong. I rushed to his side to hold him and asked whatever the issue was, only for him to drop the bomb.

He's a different story; he's one sick son of a bitch, not to mention he knows people, and I know those people are even worse than we are. I opened the door to my office, and we walked in quietly. On one of the chairs, I saw a man in his late fifties with gray hair; his eyes looked like he had lost his soul, and the bags under his eyes told me he hadn't slept in a while. I can't help but wonder what his story is. “Johnny, this is Carter; he will give us all the information that we need," Ciro introduced us. I nodded my head and looked at Carter. "We have a few questions, and I want you to answer them truthfully. Do you understand?" I asked in a tone that said I don't give second chances.

Old man replied yelling. Gray smiled,” but he never used you. He didn’t even know who you were,he never had a deal with you. Why were you so pained?” Old man clenching his fists staring deeply into Gray eyes.” What are you saying? How much do you know?” Gray cleared his throat, adjusted from his sit,” well, from the little I know,Leo couldn’t faced my dad alone,he needed a back up and some cash . The poor boy came to you,told you everything about his plans and you decided to stab him,sitting here and telling me how greedy my father was. How dare you judge people when you are worse.”

A light sigh escaped Kayode's lips before he too disappeared through another door. Daniel was about to sleep away his sorrows on his rickety bed when he heard a disturbing knock on the door. He grunted,moving lazily from the comfort of his bed to the door. "You bastard..." Daniel growled as the door opened revealing a richly dressed Gray with a devilish gaze and a plaster on his nose. "How did you find me and what the fuck are you doing here?. "I'm Gray Robertson." He smirked. "It didn't take me long to find out where you live."

And I had promised myself that I was never going to let him go. "This isn't the 16th century, Dad! I can't just marry a stranger because you and Mum arranged it! And Ryan's not 'a little boy'! He's a successful medical doctor, and he's wealthy!" I argued, my voice rising with each word. It was true that Ryan was wealthy, he was a cardiologist, who had his PhD degree at the age of thirty. He was currently working at the biggest hospital in the state, and was getting paid over three hundred thousand dollars per month. It was enough for me. He was the sweetest soul ever, and I was not sure that I would mind if he was earning less.

If Felix wanted his grand opening today, Huxley was determined to turn it into a shutdown. Just as Huxley ended his call to summon reinforcements, a sleek black Mercedes S500 pulled up. The rear door opened, and a sharply dressed young man with an air of authority stepped out. Huxley froze the moment he saw him, inhaling sharply through clenched teeth. "Mr. Gray? W-What is he doing here?" Kurt Gray was a name known to everyone in Gray City—the undisputed ruler of the underground scene. Despite his youth, he not only maintained but expanded his father's empire after the old man's sudden death.

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.

Ty I know that my eyes got huge when I heard Grayston say Hashmeeds name. I am sure Drake and Dray freaked out when I disappeared. I have no doubt that they will come storming in here soon. I had to see if he was really here. I have no idea how long I have been here, but I feel something touch my face as sparks travel through my skin. I look up to see Dray standing beside me. I can feel Drake behind me as well. I look down at the man that is lying in bed and squeeze his hand harder. He looks so frail and sick, but I am glad to see he is alive.

Standing beside them were two men, inconspicuous and silent, their faces unreadable as they stood off to the side. At the center of the conference room sat a tall and imposing man—Damon Greyson, a core figure in the Dragon Gang. Standing at around 188 cm, his muscular frame was clad in a dark suit, which gave him an air of authority and solemnity. His sharp features and piercing eyes often sent a chill down one’s spine, making it clear that he was not a man to be trifled with. The moment Damon entered the room, the atmosphere thickened with an undeniable sense of tension and gravitas.

A man’s voice. “Who, who is this?” Jade demanded. “Oh, you've met me once at the town hall.” He hissed in the phone. “Draven?” “Yes.” “Let Dani go!” he demanded. “Come and get her, I promise she won’t be hurt if you come to me now.” He spoke. “Where?” “Save Marts parking, in fifteen minutes.” He hung up. Jade ran upstairs to see if she could find anything that will give her an advantage over Draven, she wasn’t sure what he was if he was a vampire or a human. She tossed clothes on the floor and searched for anything.