Elainna Grayson Novels & Stories

"Still not done reading?" Tim: "Almost. Damn, this game has too many rules." Caesor: "We're good to go. Next round, we'll make them cry." Xavier Grayson looked back at his screen. Super Beautiful Girl No. 1 (Gwen Grayson) had sent a row of exclamation marks, followed by: "I'm lighting a row of candles to pray for you." Not exclamation points, but candles? Caesor chuckled at Xavier Grayson. "Seems like this little girl has some serious beef with your name."

“And don't tell me that nothing is going on. I could see it in your eyes, Damon.” I handed it to her without speaking. It was crushed, but I knew that she would open it. Her eyes scanned it. Slowly. Carefully. Then she folded it once and handed it back to me without a word. “Everyone inside the house?” I asked her. “And by everyone, I mean everyone, because we're going to need together our meeting.” “Yes. Isla’s asleep. Delilah and Ethan just got back from the perimeter. Carter and Lysandra are still training underground. Damon, you know that things are not going to end well, but you angering yourself is not going to get you anywhere either.”

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

Tears pricked at the edge of her eyes threatening to fall freely. Chase gave her a stern look. “You really think third degree burns over 50% of your arm is nothing?” He asked. “I’d like to see what you say about a big gaping hole in your chest.” “I’d say I’m holy.” Elaina quipped earning her a glare from Chase. “That isn’t funny.” He said firmly. Letting out a long sigh Elaina stood up, wincing ever so slightly as her muscles protested. “Look at it this way, I’m alive while other people aren’t. And speaking of other people.” She began looking around the milling crowd. “Have you seen Charise and her parents?”

She muttered. He nodded, ‘It's a—' They were both interrupted by the sudden barge of Charisse, she spotted Kathleen and disliked her almost instantly, ‘Who is this??'. Grayson rubbed his temple in frustration and sighed, ‘She's my assistant. Kathleen Turner', then he gazed at Kathleen, ‘Kathleen meet Charisse Watson...my girl....my girlfriend'.

Lewis and Melissa never get along and I wonder why. Neither of them like the other. "Let's get a place to sit," Melissa intertwined her hand with mine as she led me to a private seating space. "Welcome Alpha Jayden," Lady Estrella appeared to greet me. She is Elena's mother. The wife of Felix Grayson, and the owner of Greyson Pharmaceuticals, the largest firm in the field. Here in East Blue, the Graysons owned the biggest pharmaceutical company. "Thank you, Estrella," I smiled in response.

“Eliana dear, how have you been?” “Hello, Grace. I’m very well thank you” Eliana smiled at her. Grace’s eyes shifted to me and she asked. “A human?” “Yeah, this is Jade. Our future Luna” Eliana gestured towards me. “You don’t say. Keanu found his mate. A human Luna” Grace looked at me in disbelief. She didn’t use the Alpha title and I wondered who she was. Eliana noticed my confusion. “Grace was Luna Serena’s florist. She took care of Alpha Keanu after the Luna’s death”

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

She asked, her face squeezed. "I'm Keera," I said in reply to her question just as Grayson walked into the kitchen, his hands tucked into the pockets of his black hoodie. I moved my weight away from the fridge, standing uprightly as Ellie ran to give him a hug. "Alpha Grayson," She called, jumping into his outstretched arms. He picked her easily and then twirled her around once before setting her on the dining table.

Now, it was his turn to open it. The candlelight flickered as he pulled the door open, revealing the newest arrival to Wintercroft Hall. Isla Grayson stood just beyond the threshold, her figure half-lit by the dim glow from inside. She was young, maybe in her early twenties, with dark eyes that flicked from Elliot to the mansion looming behind him. Her brown hair was tied back in a loose braid, and she clutched the strap of a leather bag slung across her chest. She looked uncertain, her weight shifting from foot to foot, as if she wasn’t sure whether to step forward or turn back.