Grayson Riggs Novels & Stories

He bowed before us and greeted us. "Hello I am Alpha King Greyson, of Lycandor. Pleased to make your acquaintance, your highness's." His manners shocked me. I expected him to be a total barbarian because of they way he was dressed but in fact, he seemed a perfect gentleman. I giggled at my insight, looking at his furs. He glanced up at me through his lashes and smirked at me. As soon as he straightened up his smirk disappeared and he was all back to business. I shifted uncomfortably in my heels and stumbled forward into him.

Two months later, I heard a friend mention in passing that Monica had been trying to find Grayson since she got kicked out of the family. She was convinced that Grayson destroyed her life and wanted him to compensate her for everything she lost. Monica actually succeeded in locating him. Grayson had been living in a rundown basement in the suburbs since his bankruptcy. It was dark and damp inside, extremely dirty. When she rushed inside to grab and shout at him, Grayson did not give in at all. They started to argue and fight again.

Greyson “Oh, yes, Sir, I’m flexible. I take yoga classes. It really helps with my flexibility.” She ran an unnervingly long red talon up her smooth, orange leg, thrusting her cosmetically enhanced tits out and continued waffling about yoga. It’s not what I had in mind when I asked if she was flexible after explaining the position involved occasional travel. Ever since I agreed to that damn interview for a vacuous gossip rag, money grabbing harlots like the one toying with her scrawny legs in my office plagued my life. I should have guessed they'd infiltrate my professional life when Mabel announced her intention to retire. And I should've known better than to mention my deep craving for a re

Lola said. Rohan frowned. “Well, Mr. Riggs is here now!” “Don’t you know that I was happily drinking in the back, about to have some fun with my women?” Riggs barked. “It’s a huge crime to ruin my mood like this! Even if you belong to the family, you won’t be let off the hook that easily! “How about this? Just have a drink with me, and I’ll let this go! Remember to kneel in front of the kid’s doorstep for three whole days as well!”

"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!"

His eyes darkened, blazing with anger. "You don't seem surprised to see me, Gray?" Riyan walked closer, keeping a little bit of distance between him and the silver eyes male. "I guess you realize I didn't die, must be disappointing and frustrating to know how woefully your plans failed, all thanks to your late Grandma" Gray's teeth gritted, "I will get you for this Riyan. This is over yet!" Riyan smirked. "Yes, it's over, Gray. Give it a rest already, it's not meant to be. Alexis is my mate, why do you want to go against nature so badly?"

Gray walked past Adrian who called to his attention but he immediately brushed them off and walked to Leez. " How I missed you Leez," Mr Gray said as he kissed the back of her hands. Mr Gray was an internationally accredited films director having several production companies. Everything he touched turned into gold. He was also known to be single, having openly acknowledged that the woman he loved had been snatched by another man, but he was still hopeful for the day he'd get her back.

“No offense.” “None taken,” I said. “In fact, just treat me like one of the guys.” “Don’t tell them that or they will, lass,” the rhythm guitarist said in a pronounced Irish brogue, laughing as he slid his acoustic guitar around to his back. His light brown hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and loose tendrils fell around his face. He was tall with broad shoulders. Well over six feet. “Noah Grayson. ‘Tis nice to meet ya.”

Everything seems so ridiculous. However, someone else was listening to their conversation too and he looked disappointed after Angela rejected him for Hannah. Ravi is handsome. He is korean but he doesn't look like one. He is muscular, slightly tanned which gives him an image of a rough and tough man. Good at studies, good at handling the business. He does not lack anything and most importantly, he is well mannered. You know, 'Manner makes a man.'

It was Stellan. I let it ring twice before answering. "Grayson." "Time's up, Rhiggs." His voice was tight with barely controlled anger. "I want your answer now. Back off Pinehaven or the photos of you fucking your daughter's little friend go public. Her reputation, your reputation, Eudora's trust, all of it burns. Choose." Across my office Bronwyn had arrived, Brilliana must have let her up, she stood in the doorway watching me with wide eyes.