Elainna Grayson Novels & Stories

She switches to English, as Greyson doesn’t speak a lick of French. “Greyson, welcome.” She indicates a seat, “Please join us. This is Evangeline, Queen Luna of this pack and George’s mother.” Eva nods her greeting, taking Greyson’s held out hand and shaking it. He bows his head politely, “Lovely to meet you Queen Luna Evangeline, I am Greyson, Totem-Witch of the Twisted Rivers Pack Coven. I’m the one who performed surgery on Celine in England last week.” She smiles and inclines her head,

I remember how she attacked Rayne at court; I remember too many details that make me dream about skinning her alive. Eleanor has exceeded all the limits of evil. She has exceeded all the evil I’ve read about in Greek mythology; I haven’t read about them by chance, but a beauty who is currently waiting for me to come back home is in love with Greek mythology. Eleanor is Lucifer’s daughter. Even Lucifer himself does not have this amount of evil and hatred within him. She is a beast who has gone above and beyond.

I still amazes us that she has a icy blue iris and a calm green iris, but we love her no matter what. Elijah and I are now mates to one of the largest werewolf packs in the country. It is homed to several humans that are mated with wolves. I was quite surprised how so many wolves were mated with humans but I cannot say I am not happy. Grayson is mated to the human actress, Myllena. I still cannot believe that they hit it off so quickly. They are mated as well as married Myllena and Grayson wanted to keep up both traditions.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“Still in the Snowlands. Last I heard, he killed an alpha and married her wife. Ingrid, I think her name was.” “Alex, then.” “Probably. I’ll send someone to monitor the Grey Keep. He could make things difficult for us.” The thread of light that Liana gave Blake wraps around his soul and pulses inside him. He shifts on the stone, stretching one of his legs and arching his back slightly. Jack frowns. “What’s wrong with you?” “I can feel her.” Jack’s nostrils flare, then he chuckles. “Luckily for you, she’s not a half-wolf who’s just about to go through the transition ... oh, wait...”

If I didn’t, I’d never hear the end of it from Damien or Christian. Serena kissed Eliana’s cheek, whispered something that made Eliana smile, and then handed her off to me. “You clean up nice, Mr. Grayson,” Eliana murmured. Her hand was small and soft in mine. “I could say the same for you, Mrs. Grayson.” She wore a custom archival gown and the best hair and makeup money could buy, but even in a burlap sack, she’d be the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. “I’m not Mrs. Grayson yet. There’s still time for me to live out my runaway bride fantasy,” she quipped.

“I had Thomas take over. Even Owen told me to take off.” Maya looked up at him suspiciously. “Owen? One of the board of directors who is always on your other side?” She asked sarcastically. “What happened? Did he bump his head or something?” Grayson chuckled as he led her back inside the villa. “Playing nice because he knows he’ll be raking in additional green when Aurora opens,” he answered and stopped when he saw Cassandra. He glanced at Maya calmly and she told him who she is in a low voice. “Hello, Cassandra. My name is Grayson St. Claire. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Maya’s fiancé.”

Mabel said politely, flashing the company credit card at the doorman, "under the name Greyson Elliot." The doorman nodded, "your 10 o clock is here, Vivienne," he said into a walkie talkie before ushering us towards a blue velvet sofa. We'd barely sat down when a bottle blonde in an impossibly tight black pencil skirt and a pair of shoes so obviously designer even I knew they cost more than most people's monthly rent with patent leather and the signature red sole came tottering towards us. "Mabel," She beamed enveloping Mabel in a tight hug. "And this gorgeous young lady must be Zoe?"

Allison narrowed her eyes "Grayson? are you a long distant family member? I haven't heard of you before!" "No I'm Liam's wife!".

Jessica approached Yesenia Duncan and said a few words, causing Yesenia's face to darken immediately. Yesenia was the girl who had called out to Grayson earlier, and she glared in the direction Catherine had left, displeased. Yesenia had heard in a fans' group chat that Grayson was participating in a variety show, so she had done some digging. So this woman was Catherine, the woman who had unintentionally crushed Yesenia's image in Grayson's heart. How could Grayson, whom Yesenia held in such high regard, stoop so low as to accompany an unknown stranger?