Gregory Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When he reminisces about his late brother Daniel, it exposes his soft and emotional side. Gregory Stevens (Greg) Is the antagonist. He is the new kid on the block at Blackwood. From the beginning, there was friction between him and Erik. He often says things that appear to be perplexing for Erik’s comprehension and understanding. He is a bit of an outsider and a loner, not necessarily the ‘party type’, a heavy reader and is fanatical about computers and running. He has a heavy interest in computers and the dark realm of hacking. Erik gradually gravitates towards Gregory since there is a part of him that very strongly resembles that of his late brother Daniel. He has an overwhelming interest

I continued with a thin smile. Gregory clenched his jaw until a crunching sound came out of his mouth. "Did she tell you why?" I shrugged my shoulders. I don't know why but seeing him angry was also enjoyable. I remembered Alice's story earlier about Gregory hunting for Valkyrie power decades ago. What a fool, I thought while smiling broader. "Maybe she doesn't like you? Hey, Shaw, I don't mean to be nosy but when a woman says 'no' it means they really don't like-"

Gregory’s eyes lingered on me as if he was studying each one of these features, cataloging them. “Fascinating,” he murmured, his gaze still locked on me, as if my story added some layer to his interest in me. His curiosity seemed unrelenting, but his intentions were cloaked in that charming yet unsettling smile. I met his gaze evenly, unwilling to flinch, reminding myself that I was Luna here, surrounded by the love and strength of my mates. “Have you been to the West?” Gregory asked, his tone casual but his eyes still holding that unnerving intensity. I shook my head, keeping my expression polite.

He probably would have done the same damn thing if the person being sent into the lion’s den was his own mate or child, too. I scanned over the letter I was reading yet again. There would be so much information here if names and places were actually used instead of ‘my most trusted friend’ and ‘the primary target.’ Begrudgingly, I jotted some notes, hoping maybe someone else would be able to connect some dots, and moved on. All our attention snapped to the door when Gregory walked in without even knocking. He turned, locking the door behind him, and went over to the windows to pull the shades.

She shouted. The very next moment Gregory got out from one of the rooms, his face plastered in an artificial smile. Soon all of them realized the mistake they have been making. Gregory was the Crypt Keeper and he had been stealing souls for decades. Disguising himself as a disabled, high school student gave him a chance to stay close to many young, vulnerable people. He had tricked them, along with thousands of other people. One of his victims was Larry, his close friend. The three of them were in an awe.

She shouted. The very next moment Gregory got out from one of the rooms, his face plastered in an artificial smile. Soon all of them realized the mistake they have been making. Gregory was the Crypt Keeper and he had been stealing souls for decades. Disguising himself as a disabled, high school student gave him a chance to stay close to many young, vulnerable people. He had tricked them, along with thousands of other people. One of his victims was Larry, his close friend. The three of them were in an awe.

he asked in a don't-mess-up-with-me tone. Thomas looked at him. "Gregory...." "Grace lies," Gregory said suddenly as he stood up, "She just wants to have all the attention on herself! I..... I didn't try to rape her!" Chris threw him against the wall with such force that the wall cracked. "YOU DID WHAT?" he growled at him. Gregory quickly realized his mistake. "Just because I have stopped sleeping with her," Chris growled, "that doesn't mean that she is up for grabs. She is still my mate."

Contrast this with Gregory: short, lecherous, stocky. "Hmph. Height matters now?!" Gregory scoffed. "I'm strong now! I control everything. Any woman will crawl for me!" "Want to die?" he growled, pride swelling in his chest. The power surge made him overconfident; no one was worthy of respect. His lips curved into a cruel smile. He advanced on Ray. One grab, a barrage of needles, and Ray would be impaled in a gruesome death. Ray sighed and raised a hand, pressing it in the air toward Gregory.

“Greggory, I have always held you in a high position. you are a man of great affluence how can you let such silly ideas cloud your reasoning? he would have found one way or another to have his deed done. I did not get the chance to interact with your wife very much before her death but I do know she did what she had to, to save you from committing the greatest treason and having your wolf run mad. How would you ever have killed your fated mate for another? Your wolf may be okay with you taking her as a bride but it certainly hasn't forgotten the love he has for his mate, never reason this the other way around. Elder Fern Roxwell deserves nothing and nothing shall he get. get your life fixed

Gregory snarled at him, "Idiot! Did you ever think I truly desire to dwell with that gay fool, huh? You know how much I despise gays, especially Caruss, who burned out his entire career attempting to ruin me in the media." "So what actually happened, dude?" Thadeus echoed when he couldn't extrapolate why Gregory had to stay with the jerk. "What persuaded you to come here, and did you reside with him?" "It's..." Greg brought himself up by taking a deep, long audible inhalation before responding. "It's because of my father."