Fifty Shades Of Grey Characters Novels & Stories

She won’t chop me into pieces, will she? “I mean, you don’t know her that much. You said you’ll be her submissive; have you searched that on the internet before? Do you know Fifty Shades of Grey? She’s a complete sadistic control freak! And you’re mad as a hatter!” she yelled, forcing me to move my phone away from my ear. I hissed before I put it back near my ear. “I know! I freaked out. I'm scared, but I'm also desperate and hopeless," I said, placing my face on the desk and closing my eyes. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I bit my lower lip to keep myself from breaking down.

I heard footsteps. The next thing I knew Ethan was in the living room wearing nothing but a tiny pair of black lace panties. I nearly dropped my snack. He was lean and smooth, his skin pale in the dim light and his legs long and shapely. The panties hugged the curve of his ass like they’d been sewn onto him. From behind, with those hips and that waist, I couldn’t tell if I was looking at a guy or a girl, and for a second, I realized I didn’t really care.

Grey replied with a grin. Zyrielle Grey De Elleonor, or simply Grey, was the most handsome among their group. The youngest of three siblings, he was the son of a businessman and a famous actress. Grey possessed a face that could rival myths, with gentle eyes, a perfectly shaped nose, and slightly rosy lips that caught attention wherever he went. Blue held the middle part of his body. “Damn. Just her name already makes my butt tingle. When is it? Now? Should we cut class?”

I almost lost my life the second time and I'm still in shock. Gray sighs tiredly and run his hands down his face. He looks exhausted. I toss his jacket on the couch as Manny climb down the stairs. "Who told him ?" He asks looking at every single men around the room. Manny , Nick , Carl and I don't remember the rest five. They are all in either white dress shirt or black suits. It's weird they work under Gray. Their faces lacks smiling. Reid stand at a corner smoking his cancer stick. He has a bad vibe and too evil.

God, I couldn’t wait to see what he looked like, and what he would think of me. After almost an hour of waiting, I finally heard the door creak open. My eyes glistened in anticipation as I stared on with the big smile Dad had told me to wear. The door opened, and in walked who I assumed was Grey De Luca. My excitement immediately turned into a deep, chilling nervousness as I observed him. He was prettier than I expected, with jet-black hair that fell perfectly over his forehead. His eyes were a deep shade of grey, cold and indifferent. He wore black pants and a white T-shirt that made him look even more imposing. He didn't walk in; he invaded the space. The air seemed to drop five degrees.

They looked like they are talking about something good seeing their laugh. My father had a rare slight smile in his eyes as he looked at that blonde haired youth beside Keab. 'That must be Varhen.' Seeing his blonde hair the same as mine, I thought he's my cousin the butler was talking about. 'Not bad.' Beside him was a man with a greyish black hair and his eyes are the same color as his hair. This must be Greyson. In the novel, the author always highlighted the pair of his gray eyes and greyish black hair. His eyes were slightly upturned which made him looked like a playboy and a decent con-man in suit.

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.

Did she even know why she was here? I moved closer to them and stood before Grey and his wife. My mother and father were also in the living room. “Hi, Lila.” Alpha Grey greeted, sniffing the air, obviously inhaling my scent. I could smell his intoxicating scent too, except it didn’t bring me comfort the way Oscar’s did. Ignoring Grey, I turned my attention to his wife, Morgan. She was stunning, with wine-colored hair, warm brown eyes, and delicate yet striking features. Her body, toned and graceful, was surprisingly fit for a mother of two.

Snapped Doctor Grey. Hannabelle looked up, looking into her eyes, Doctor Grey was in her thirties, short reddish, brown hair, average height and just a little bit curvy, but there was a kindness in her eyes and a gaze that told you she cared, even as tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Kyle’s loyalty to Grey is an attribute that I know is unshakable, but she claimed it was such a golden opportunity that she didn’t want to pass her by. I could tell that the only reason why Vivian wanted to talk to Kyle was because Kyle is such a hot specimen with his comb-over cocoa Brown hair, sterling grey eyes, and olive skin tone that made him look like a playboy. After the whole wedding party or whatever they chose to call the event ended and my bestie was still nowhere to be found, I was asked to return to the room that we both shared in the company of Grey’s bodyguards because Grey told me that he needed to meet a few people at the party so I should get my things ready so that we can