Grayson Mathers Novels & Stories

All the rage and frustration I'd swallowed down, all the fear from last night came spilling out of me like a tsunami. "You pompous, self-important, grandiose prick," I spat, squaring my shoulders. "You look down at everyone from your ivory tower and talk about the Zoe you used to know but what about the Greyson I used to know, the shy, sweet, geeky kid with the too-big glasses who I kinda had a crush on? That Greyson would be ashamed of this Greyson. This Greyson is the thing that Greyson hated the most. A bully." "I'm not a bully, Miss Smithson, I'm a businessman," Greyson said calmly, "now please leave before I call security.

Since then, Matthew had not shown his face in any of the alphas’ gatherings. He had been humiliated by a young boy in front of his friends and his trusted subordinates and from that day, the hate that he had for Ashton had increased tremendously. His friends had started to distance themselves from him and he had not had peace of mind since that day. He had vowed that he will one day make Ashton pay and hearing the news that he was now a fugitive, Matthew could not be any happier. Every little humiliation that Ashton had made him go through since that day, he was going to make sure that he avenge himself. All those who had laughed at him for challenging a young boy are going to see him in a n

All the fighters from the Whistleblowers felt the same. As everybody watched in shock, Liam walked up to Grayson with a hand in his pocket. Liam stood in front of the pile of broken stones and looked down at Grayson, who was on the ground and covered in blood. Liam's gaze was frosty and unsympathetic. It was as if he was looking at a corpse. Grayson could not help but feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. Grayson forced himself to endure the excruciating pain all over his phone. He was buried under the broken stones, so it was getting harder and harder for him to breathe, and he kept bleeding from his mouth.

Grayson pulls out the gun. “Please, leave Gracie, take everything but leave Gracie.” I laugh. He forgot about his own daughter. Lucky for him killing a woman really isn’t our style, so she will be safe. I watch as Grayson points the gun, hearing it fire and Rizzo fall to the floor. Well, there goes his kneecap. “Why would we Rizzo? Why wouldn’t we give her the same sweet treatment you just did to Raven?” Grayson’s words are growled as he pulls Rizzo up, the gun fires and Rizzo collapses screaming. There goes two kneecaps. He’s losing it.

She muttered. He nodded, ‘It's a—' They were both interrupted by the sudden barge of Charisse, she spotted Kathleen and disliked her almost instantly, ‘Who is this??'. Grayson rubbed his temple in frustration and sighed, ‘She's my assistant. Kathleen Turner', then he gazed at Kathleen, ‘Kathleen meet Charisse Watson...my girl....my girlfriend'.

“My unwed mother died when I was a baby, so my uncle’s family took me in. I had to work for my keep, so I was apprenticed out young. And one night I was coming back from delivering an order and some thieves jumped me. I killed all three of them. Standing there with bodies littered around me, scared out of my wits at what I'd done, but feeling a strange confidence in my ability to do it again. So I ran away and joined the army. Seemed the ideal profession for someone with my newly discovered skills. And I was constantly travelling after that, never met the kind of girl you settle down with. Lots of women, but, you know... you both just get down to business. It isn't especially romantic.” The

How ruthless can President Grayston be? Our phones emitted another beep. Tina Sands, a well-known actress. Recently announced that she is expecting a child with billionaire Christopher Grayston. I looked straight into his eyes without uttering a single word. Can’t I for once in my life have peace? Is this man ever going to stop disrespecting me, I thought to myself. Then I noticed Luke scanning the parking lot for me. I let out a sigh. “Excuse me,” I said. My eyes stung and were red, but I couldn’t bring myself to cry in front of him. When Luke noticed me, he came towards me, simply hugged and rubbed my back.

He sighed, "I would have got here sooner but the earliest flight wasn't until this morning and I had to pay in person." I pulled back, feeling ridiculously pathetic as I wiped at my eyes, probably smearing whatever was left of yesterday's mascara. I glanced up at him, my breath catching as I took in the familiar face I'd missed so much. Grayson was towering at six foot six, dark-skinned, his short dreads framing his face. With those dark, expressive eyes and that easy smile, he looked the part of his profession. He had double piercings on both ears, adding a rebellious touch to his otherwise laid-back look. He studied my swollen face, his gaze softening as he let out a deep chuckle. "Damn, B

muttered Grayson . "You deserved it .' said Cynthia with tears in her eyes .Grayson held her arm tightly trying to cause her pain . Damon enetred the room . "Grayson leave her ." Damon snapped . "Why huh she insulted me .What does she think of herself ." said Grayson . "I said Leave her ." said Damon pushing Grayson back . "What the hell is wrong with you dude ? Why are you defending this filthy .." said Grayson "Don't you dare to insult her in front of him and now leave i don't wanna see you near her ." said Damon arrogantly .Grayson and the other boys left looking disappointed .

Inside the hideout, a guy is busy with the computer, one is busy creating scientific instruments and weapons and others are busy discussing. "How is everything going, Jason?" One of the guys asked the guy working on the computer. "I'm searching every area in Texas but everything seems pretty clear to me," Jason answered. Jason Grayson is twenty years old with blond short hair and grey eyes. He attends MSA but after school, he comes to the secret hideout to help out. He is a computer guru and can hack through anything. He had a twin brother Norman Grayson who looks exactly like him in height and everything, the only difference between the two is the sound of their voice. Norman Grayson sees g