Fifty Shades Of Grey Series Novels & Stories

Furthermore, her black denim pants made her look like an office worker. Her hair was tied up, allowing Grey to see her long, white neck protruding from the collar of her shirt. She wore glasses with a transparent frame. Her green eyes shimmered from behind the frames. Ah, even the color of her eyes resembled Keyara's. It seemed that God was playing with Grey's destiny. Grey never expected to see Keyara's figure again, and she looked so similar, including her height, which only reached Grey's shoulders. Besides her reddish hair and the glasses adorning her nose, she resembled Keyara.

Mira’s smile cracked. Grey’s eyes darkened as he looked straight at her. “Why the fuck did you try to hypnotise me into being your man?” Gasps ripped through the crowd. “What?” someone whispered. “No way.” “Did he just...?” Mira stiffened like she’d been struck. Grey jumped down from the table, standing directly in front of her now. “You thought it worked. Thought I was yours because you whispered sweet poison into my head." He laughed...a sharp, ugly sound. “But hypnosis doesn’t work on everyone.”

there. We dove into a dark corner of the server. **[ENTERING: THE DEEP ARCHIVE]** **[STATUS: UNINDEXED]** **[WARNING: LACK OF NARRATIVE STRUCTURE DETECTED]** --- ### The Grey Room We landed on a hard, flat surface. The silence was absolute. There was no wind. No mechanical hum. No sound of breathing. I opened my eyes. I was whole again. I looked at my hands. They weren't static. They were solid, but they were... grey. My skin, my clothes, even the blood on my chest—everything was a shade of ash.

"I see what you're doing there. Don't even think for a second that you'll be able to escape me that easily." Yvette Macklemore, Yve, a total sweet heart. Your classic black rainbow lollipop, with a bit of sourness: sweet, and feisty - just his type o' gal –light caramel skin, black hair with pink highlights at the sides, 5feet6, who still argues that she's still the tallest of them both. She can be too fucking cheerful, it's nauseating. McCleron made certainty to avoid her in public, with enough fortification to tune her out long enough when they are together.

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.

The other girl was missing one of her ears. All around the heads were organs, most of which were unidentifiable because of similar shredding. How could anyone except maybe a doctor tell if that lump of grayish-red jelly in the grass was a liver or a heart? The only thing that was really clear was that the bits and pieces had quite obviously been arranged—the heads in the center, the organs radiating outward like planets circling a sun. “It can’t have happened here,” Alex said. “What can’t have happened here?” Miller said.

The blood starts pouring out of my mouth uncontrollably, I cough while splashes of blood defile the ground under me. “Don't be scared, I'm not going to hurt you”, the shade rubs the back of its hand down my cheek, “I'm just going to drain your body of its worthless life”. The shadow figure laughed maniacally in my face. I sense the thirst for blood and the hatred towards me. I start to turn to run, but my body immediately falls limp. I start to military crawl, dragging my legs across the floor.

Finally, we arrive at Dead Man’s Woods. Wade pulls over into the muddy parking area. I look outside the window, it’s pitch black and thick with fog. “Well, if this isn’t spooky, I don’t know what is.” Wade says as he turns off the ignition. “I hope you have big torches Wade, the fog is really thick,” Penny says worryingly. “Yeah, yeah I have everything including 2 tents.” He says with a smile. “What?! Tents! Why do we need tents?!” I shout.

The atmosphere is getting hotter even the air inlets are working perfectly. As I wipe the sweat from the forehead, I glance at someone at the front of the cabin. A girl, in a backless body con dress. She is a bomb shell. Just looking at her gives me a hard time. She smiles and gesture me to hear her words. I put down my headphones and approach her, “Hi! New girl, right? I haven’t seen you before.” I ask in a flirtatious way. She nods her head in a seductive way and put her hair on the other side of the neck, revealing a tattoo. Actually a symbol but I can’t figure it out.

Before long, my office door was pushed open. Sabrina came in wearing a sexy business suit, swaying her hips as she walked. Three buttons on her collar were undone, revealing part of her bra strap. Black stockings wrapped around her thighs, and her tight skirt barely reached the top of her legs. With every step, I caught teasing glimpses of what lay beneath. I was still troubled by paperwork and had no mind for intimacy. However, she came to my desk and poured me a cup of coffee. When she bent over, everything under her collar was exposed before my eyes.