Gray Walls Novels & Stories

huge wolf! I blinked twice ad nervousness and fear filled my system. I am worried about Gray. He will fight them even though he knows that he wouldn't win! Gray's wolf physical feature is huge and magnificent. His thick fur is color black with the mix color of brown. But most of them are black. I also saw how Herman and Carlos turned to a huge wolf and I shivered when I heard their creepy howlings! I stepped back as my knees tremble. I don't wanna see this. But...I also don't want to leave Gray behind!

The scent of lavender filled Grace’s nostrils as she stepped into the office. The office was similar to Mr Black's office, it was Big and had a mix of all shades of Grey and Black, it was a calm office, one that seemed to resonate with the owner. The only pop of colour were the lavender Flowers that was situated at the four corners of the room.

The buildings with their wretchedly abyssal gray façades staring forebodingly down on her. Dark streaks running from the hollow chasms of their orifices as though they had been stained by unrelenting tears of their sorrows, Chiri walked through the grim alley undaunted by their morbid appearance.

“Nate, you know my children Kamron and Kimia, and our friend, Rose. The beauty behind the stove is my wife, Lusa.” “Welcome to our home, Mary, Nate. Please have a seat. We’re missing three of our family today. Our eldest, Rayan, is at school, and our other daughters, Sarina and Mina, are at their friends’ houses for dinner tonight.” Mrs. Graycort rambled. “You have a lovely home,” Mrs. Mactire said. “Thank you,” Mrs. Graycort answered. “It’s nice to be so close to the woods on the mountains. It makes shifting easier since we don’t have to go very far, and we can shift in relative privacy.”

"They pulled a liter of fluid out of your pleural space. They said the cells they found weren't just inflamed. They were... changing. Crystallizing." "The Grey," I whispered. My voice was a ghost of itself, a raspy tear in the quiet room. "My body is turning into a monument to a pack that hates me. Funny, isn't it?" Silas finally looked at me. His amber eyes were flat, devoid of the pity I’d grown to loathe. "It’s inefficient. You’re no use to me as a corpse, Elara. We have a bridge to build and an empire to dismantle." He stood up and walked over, placing a thin, sleek laptop on my over-bed table. He didn't offer a hand to help me reach it. He knew I’d rather crawl across broken glass than

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

Gray silently prohramal to the wardrobe and, leaning against it, looked up at me extinct look. - Where is Grisha?

It was so strong it sent me flying back against the tree and I slid down onto my ass. I sat on the ground dazed until something cold and wet touched my face, nudging me. When my vision cleared, a beautiful dark gray wolf came into view. His golden eyes looked at me with concern, but I was too mesmerized with how beautiful he was. He was much darker than other Delta 1s. His darkest gray is charcoal, with hardly any white. There's a little below his chin slightly spreading onto his muzzle, and a little on his chest. Gray is mixed in with it so much that it barely looks white. His golden eyes stand out against his dark color, making them look like they are glowing.

" You can feel it. " Her hand felt a warm hand over her when he helped her to trace the whole curve of the painting. A small smile touches her lips and mesmerized by the scene. " Do you wanna know what colors I used? " His breaths were fanning her neck, but she didn't take notice. Her eyes just widen in curiosity instead of asking. " Blue, a yellow, green, and slight gray shade over the sky. " He took her hand over the part where colors were glinting their beauty. " Here, olive green. " He was telling her, surprisingly softly and she was curious to know more.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."