Gregory Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“She looks too much like Pamela. I would rather she go out and enjoy life than stay here and make me see her all the time.” Christian looked at him for a moment. “Did you really love my mother?” Gregory met his gaze. “It may seem incomprehensible to you, but yes, I truly loved her. I wanted to possess her. Unfortunately, she did not feel the same way about me. But her opinion did not matter. She was mine, and she was not allowed to be with anyone else. Now that she’s gone, no one else can have her.” “Such an obsession on your part.”

I hugged Gregory, and his face immediately turned happy. Gregory cleared his throat and blushed. "Of course, I have to kill him. That bastard has tormented my sweet and annoying little sister mentally and physically." He ruffles my hair and, two seconds later, chuckles at my messy hair. "I thought you forgot me." Gregory folded his arms across his chest and pursed his lips. His mood changes quickly. I grinned. "There's no way I'd forget you." Gregory glanced at Tayron, and my hand and Tayron's joined hands. "Irritating."

I said with the same smile while pointing at the guards. Gregory glanced at the guards and they took a step back. " You're really going to do this?" He asked again. Was it that unbelievable? I wouldn't have believed it myself up to earlier this morning, but Alexander just kept pushing my buttons and have now driven me over the edge. As far I was not doing this because I was obsessed with him, I was only doing this because I wanted to make him feel how I do. " I am. In fact, I've already have a okan6. " Gregory went silent and I continued. " I'm going to make him fall for me and then destroy him from the inside" I said the bitterness I felt leaking out from my voice.

As the playful banter continued, Emma adjusted Darren in her arms and asked, “So, what are you planning to do about Eve and Miranda now?” Gregory’s smile faded slightly, and his brow furrowed. “I’d rather not think about it,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “The whole situation with Eve still feels surreal. I can’t believe she’d do something so... despicable.” Emma sighed, sensing the tension in his voice. “Well, it’s their obsession with you. But as far as I’m concerned, you’re mine.” She gave him a teasing glance. Gregory’s smile returned, and he reached over to tweak her cheek gently. “Yes, I belong to you, and only you.”

” Once again, Gregory remains silent while his eyes come to meet mine so that I can see each and every emotion he is feeling. “I didn't want you to run away,” he says slowly. “Do you know how fucking painful it was watching you walk out that door when I confessed my true feelings?” At his words, I feel my wall going up and slamming in place as I prepare to jump down and go get dressed so I can leave. “Gab,” Gregory continues, his expression growing serious. “Am I really that bad of a choice?” “No,” I respond immediately. “But you knew..." “I did, and I still couldn't stop myself,” he huffs as the scent of burning food wafts around us. “I know you have your fucking rules in place, but can't y

Gregory left three days ago and he calls me every day to speak to me and ask me how things are. And in all our time sleeping together he has never left my side. This is his first time going on a trip without me. A trip that he isn't really sure when he'll be back. I know he said he'll be back in two weeks time but he also said it might take longer. I've missed him, I've missed his warmth on our bed. How he'll hold me close, I've missed how he'd give me a massage when I needed it. I've missed how his voice would brush against my skin when he would speak so close. Oh how I've missed him. I've gotten addicted to his smell, his touch, his voice near me and his very presence. You know how a drug