Grayson Riggs Novels & Stories

“I thought it was weird too, which is why I launched a detailed investigation into Greyson. After several days of tailing him and looking into him, I managed to find some information on him. Greyson used to be a gangster who took part in scams, abductions, fights, and brawls. He only got back on the right track two years ago when he opened his shop in the Western District. Since then, he has spent the years as a model citizen without committing any crimes.

"Hey Adrian! You know me, I'm Maddy, and I've always wanted to meet you. Madelyn Gregory, Mad Greg for shorts to only her cheesy wannabes and haters, and that apparently was about seventy to eighty percent of Ridgewood High girls. Madelyn was one of the three Gorgon's of Ridgewood high (with Devon as number two) a look from either of the three, could petrify the heart of anybody. Her nastiness, and hoedom, made her a beacon of hate amongst the girls. Cheesy bunch! "Don't you have makeups to be applying, or blowjobs to sell somewhere?"

Grayson strolls in wearing nothing but a towel low around his hips, displaying his rock-hard chiseled tan chest, dripping with water droplets. His hair was over his forehead and sticking to his skin, making him seem like anything but the cold, ruthless and bossy billionaire, but just like a regular guy, who happens to be extremely good-looking and in shape. "You asshole, I told you not to leave marks on me." I hiss out, tilting my neck, showing him. "How am I supposed to explain this?" Grayson coldly looks and ignores me as he removes the towel from his waist and starts drying himself, showing his limp yet still large cock for full display.

My mom is the kind of person who values achievement above all else. Consequently, just because I opened my eyes a little later than my twin brother, Alan Barton, when we were born, she decided I was the inferior twin—even treating me to watery baby cereal while Alan got the best of everything. From then on, Alan always came out ahead. The whole family bent over backward to give him every advantage, while I had no one to rely on but myself. After a lot of hard work, I finally achieved my goal on the SATs, beating Alan for the very first time. But when I arrived at the college acceptance party, Alan was already holding court and toasting the guests. When I broke down, sobbing and scr

Afterward he pulled back with a flush creeping across his cheeks. “Forgive me. That was unmanly of me.” “He doesn’t mind. Grayson likes hugs. He needs more of them, but most people aren’t as brave as you Donny,” smiled Amber. Grayson didn’t dispute her claim, just smirked at her. It was time the fourth richest man in the city’s image got a makeover anyway. Power and coldness seemed to seep out his very pores, but that was not the truth of The Godwin. He’d wanted to maintain his reputation of frigidity and intolerance, but Amber thought the world deserved to get to know the other side to him. To see him for the warm, kind, and caring soul he really was. Why wait until the baby was born to sta

"Do something! Where's Piers?" Grayson yelled at his new bodyguard, Sam. He looked over at the row of paparazzi now huddled close to the fence row. "And get those people out of here!" "That's enough! Clear out! The prince and his wife do not want to be disturbed!" Sam skied over the fence and held his hand up in front of a camera. "Prince Grayson will bring anyone who is still here up on charges if you don't clear out now!"

And without restraints, he laughed out loud. "That sounds ridiculous even to your doesn't it? And even if I was going to fuck someone, it would be a woman, one I'm sure is sure if her gender, not some guy with some tight asshole looking as desperate as a list puppy would for love." Gray said as he stood up. Despite the fact that he was shirtless and only had a pair of Stylocity joggers as his bottoms, he still had an impossibly aura. Kelvin felt close to tears for many reasons at the same time.

GRAYSON'S POV I finally stopped punching the bag, my arms aching and sweat pouring down my face. The gym session had helped a bit, but I still felt the weight of everything pressing down on me. I removed the gloves, tossing them aside, and headed back to my room. Once inside, I peeled off my gym clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot water cascaded over me, washing away the sweat and tension. I stood there for a moment, letting the warmth soothe my sore muscles. My thoughts drifted back to Sylvia and the kids, the media frenzy, and the impending meeting with Mr. Konrad.

I whisper as tears rolled down my face, "I want to touch you. Please." Gray stopped for a second and watched me with a frown. It was like as if a flash of sympathy ran past his eyes as he watched my tears fall down from my face. Those tears were from the immense pleasure I felt from all of this. That's all. Gray went to untie the rope and as soon as he did, my hands released into freedom. I whimper as my hands began to travel all over his body before they reached his back. Gray moaned into my ears when I caressed his back however, when he continued to thrust harder and faster than before. My finger nails dig into his skin as I dragged them down.

Piper emphasize. I roll my eyes and draw my knees to my chest. "What about his father or even his mother ?" I ask this time. "Heard is father is dead. And according to the media, Mia Carter , Gray's mom remarried a Canadian after her husband's death. So basically, Gray's mother is in Canada. The man's rich. I think is name is ...." Alexa said snapping her fingers in thoughts. " Antonio.. Sounds like a mafia boss's name." Brandon chuckles.