Grayson Mathers Novels & Stories

He seemed pale. “Are you hurt?” I asked, scanning him. “You look pale.” He gave out a wry chuckle, “I’ll be fine. A little sleep and maybe some food.” I nodded, “Good to know.” I turned to Matt Wallber and the woman beside him before offering my hand to him. “I’m Greyson Black, Gordon’s bodyguard, and occasional errand runner.” Gordon cackled, “I’d never call you an errand runner… Part-time chef is better.”

Gray clearing his throat is what makes us both turn our attention to the front, he stood with his hands behind his back looking over the crowd. "I was not going to speak today but as my mate and I were getting ready, she spoke about what my mother would have wanted and I think she would have liked me to say a few words" he starts his speech his eyes now turning to me "my mother was such an incredible person, she was always putting others in front of herself and was the best role model me and my older sister could have asked for, what happened to her was such a grave tragedy and we all have been robbed of the immense ball of light that I just know would have shone and changed all of our lives

Grayson eagerly anticipated seeing Malisha, feeling that their separation only entangled matters further. He visualized her reaction upon seeing him, though he recognized the truth. "Perhaps she'll display a flicker of excitement," he mused, then chastised himself for such delusion. This self-deception proved necessary to maintain his composure. Though conscious he'd be the last person she'd wish to encounter, his anticipation remained undiminished. The memory of John, the rogue she'd assisted, prompted a weary sigh. "I'll eliminate him if circumstances demand it. I doubt she has developed any strong feelings for him. She left for three years, and had no concrete connection with anyone," Gra

Grayson. He looked just like she remembered except from the stubble on his cheeks and He looked tanned. 3 years was a really long time she thought.Grayson engulfed her in a tight hug and gave her a light peck on the lips before releasing her and laid on the bed. Prisca stood there feeling embarrassed, not because of the Kiss Of course She knew he was gay, but jason didnt and that was the reason she was feeling embarrassed and bothered. She was sure that jason thought she was a whore or that she was using him meanwhile that wasn't the case. Not like she cared what he thought about her anyways or did she?. "So how are you Grayson?".

He's standing behind me, and I can see through his eyes the irritation when I ignore him. "Sorry. I was carried away," I murmured. "Who is this guy, Erika? I didn't know you made a friend in short time?" Mike asked with a smile. "Uh, Mike this is Grayson. Grayson, he's Mike. My brother's best doctor and he currently taking care of him," I uttered. Mike lend his hand, "Hi, nice to meeting you. I am Michael Harris, Eric's doctor and Erika's friend." But Grayson just stared at his hand before looking away, "I am Grayson Martinez."

DARK DESIRES BY ADURA EPISODE FIFTY-ONE Getting to the house, Gray was there waiting for me, But was quite surprised that Tyler isn't around. He told me he won't be going out today. I walked closer to him and he bowed respectfully. Gray has been my my second right hand man since years,He took gunshots for me countless times which made me trust him, Although,he might not know how much he's important to him but hell,I could do anything for him.

Leo’s fingers gripped the back of her chair so hard his knuckles turned bloodless and pale. “This is me being nice. I used to like that guy. Hell, he even made a house call and treated my burn once. But after what he done, I lost all respect for him.” Amber nodded. Dr. Gainey had taken care of Grayson for a few years, the only doctor who knew all his secrets. He’d saved his life after Grayson’s accidental overdose back in November. But one good deed didn’t change the awful thing he’d done. He’d given Courtney the ammunition she needed to trap him in their marriage. To hold Grayson hostage with her threats, making him a prisoner in his own life.

Iselyn and I stop a few feet away, just close enough to alert them to our presence and hear the conversation. “I can’t thank you enough for this right now, Delia,” Grayson says, his voice deep and saddened. His bright blue eyes duller than they used to be, and his dark hair much more gray than it was just a few weeks ago. Everything has been taking such a toll on him. I inwardly sigh, wishing I could do more to help him. “Aw, you’ll find a way to make it up to me,” she purrs with a wink. “Alpha.”

“No, you’re not sorry. But you will be once I tell Aldrich that you didn’t follow my orders. Do you know who I am, girl? My name is Greyson. Anthony Greyson. I own the building you’re sitting in. Hell, I probably own the apartment you live in, too. And I know I own Leon Aldrich. Now if you expect to ever work in this city again, you’ll do as you’re told… now!” Ms. Matthews jumped as if the man was actually in the room barking orders at her. Some instinct told her that every word he had spoken was true. She scurried into Mr. Aldrich’s office and checked the planner on his desk, then relayed the information to Mr. Greyson. The man’s tone of voice changed, becoming calmer, almost pleasant. “Goo