Emperor Mark Grayson Novels & Stories

he muttered, "My degree?" I asked now confused, "I always wondered why you never went to college. I am guessing he is the reason?" he asked, though he seemed like he already had his answer, "Yes, he is," I confirmed, "I don't need to ask who his father is, he is a replica of his father, now I understand his behavior that day," Grayson said with a small smile, he bent to Alex's level bringing his hand out for a handshake, "I am Grayson, your mum's friend" he introduced,

For a moment, he swore he heard his teeth chattering. “I-Im s-sorry! I-I didn't realize-” “Enough! I'll contact you when my men have completed their search. Expect to hear back from me no later than tomorrow at noon.” “Y-Yes, your majesty!” Mark said, and Grayson ended the call. “The nerve of that asshole! He's lucky I didn't get my brother's teleporting abilities. My hand would have been wrapped around his throat so quick,” Grayson said, and Maverick chuckled.

"Goodbye, Victoria." The Blackwood family followed him out without another word. Victoria's cries echoed behind them, but no one looked back. In the hallway, Grayson faced the family with determination burning in his eyes. "I have to find Ember," he said. "I have to tell her the truth and beg for her forgiveness." Father nodded slowly. "We all do. But will she even listen to us after everything we've put her through?" "She will." Grayson said desperately. But even as he said the words, doubt gnawed at him.

I cast a look down the hall towards my wildcat's room, "I am beginning to get the impression that it may be someone else." "You think the girl is important." "Yes. But in what capacity, I have yet to figure it out. I'm certain it will come to me eventually. The most important thing right now, is that we have her, which means they will be desperate to get her back. Are you aware, Lilya, that Grayson's father was a hunter? He is no longer service, and the circumstances surrounding both his dismissal and his divorce are hushed up. Then his son is trained with the sole purpose of taking over his father's last mission. The Braille's. Will you like to guess who trained Grayson? Stravos." I supplie

he said sarcastically as he took his drink to his mouth again. " Who says nothing happened? " You said it yourself. Did it or didn't it? Marcos had two weaknesses: The first was women and the second was his curiosity. He was not a gossipmonger, but he liked to keep himself informed because having information meant having power. "She kissed me. - He took his drink to his mouth. " So that's something," he insinuated. " It might have been if she hadn't called me Elijah," he said, with a certain frustration in his words.

“Someone might think you’re human.” “Shut up.” My words are sharp, clipped. He tilts his chin toward her as she walks closer. “She’s stunning, Dante. Admit it.” “I said shut up.” My fists clench tighter. He chuckles softly, low enough that only I catch it. “Your mother was right. This might not be such a bad thing, or a curse like you see it.” I glare at him, cold enough to cut glass. “One more word, and I’ll replace you as best man before the priest opens his mouth.”

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

- Edwards, you haven't come for a long time, why didn't you say anything? Gray looked disgruntledly at his best friend, who was coldly leaning back on the sofa. Gray Alexandra is the general manager of Queen's Group, which specializes in jewelry business, Ella's brother, and also has a hotel. This year 27 years old, 1m83 tall, handsome as a prince. Hearing Gray say that, Edwards' closed eyes opened, looking at his good friend coldly uttering three words that made the other vomit blood - Not interested.

"And he'll have to face the fact that he helped destroy an innocent woman's life." Let him live with that guilt the way I've lived with the loss of my son. Felicity is quiet for a long moment, then nods slowly. "Okay. So how do you plan to approach him?" "I've done my research," I say, pulling out my own tablet. "Alexander Grayson is known for being ruthless in business but fair. He values intelligence and innovation. And according to my sources, Grayson Empire has been looking for someone with expertise in AI-integrated medical devices, which happens to be my specialty."