Gregory House X Reader Novels & Stories

- Do you have any particular idea in your mind? - Not really, unless unexpected events will transpire. - Katherine admitted to her friend. - You could challenge your mate for his position.- Rachel advised and burst into laughter. - If that is what I would have to do.- Katherine replied. - Are you kidding me? - Rachel shoots her a surprised look. Gregory woke up from a nap, sensing that someone had invaded his personal space. He opened his eyes to discover that Xavier was sitting in his favorite chair. - You know it is rude to watch someone sleeping. - He asked, annoyed by his brother's presence in his room.

Cyrus replied. Gregory's fingers halted on the page. His tone was unreadable as he asked, "Where is she sleeping?" "She's sleeping with Mr. Xander." With a sharp snap, Gregory slammed the book shut. The bandage on the back of his hand was stained red again as the movement tugged at his wound. Cyrus, seeing Gregory's icy expression, felt a chill run down his spine. "Mr. Sinclair—" Before Cyrus could say another word, Gregory threw off the covers, got out of bed, and stormed out of the room. He headed straight for Xander's.

After dinner, Eliana announces that she wants a story from Gregory. The table goes quiet in the way of people waiting to see how this lands. Gregory looks at Eliana — who is looking back at him with complete confidence, chin up, holding the book she selected from the library in the main house on the basis that it had a good cover — and says, "All right." He takes the book. He goes to her room. He sits in the armchair and opens to page one and begins to read, and Eliana climbs into the bed and pulls the covers up and watches him with her dark eyes completely attentive.

Once I found the stone, I made my way back to the entrance, where Gregory waited for me—plucking up a random book along the way to ensure he bought my story. I had watched how Gregory unlocked and locked the massive doors, and when he wasn't paying attention, I picked the key from his pocket while giving him a hug of thanks. He was so flustered he didn't think twice about it. And when the door closed to my room, I dropped the act and waited until it was time for me to make my move. That had been over two hours ago. I started to read the book I had blindly selected, but it turned out to be boring. Apparently, in my rush to grab a book, I picked one about flowers and gardening instead of some

This time, he says nothing, and when I peek at him, I find he's reading over his notes and ignoring me the best he can. Which I consider a small victory. "From now on, this will be home." Gregory unlocks the door to an incredible turn-of-the-century house right in the middle of the Alphabet District. Tall, wrought-iron fence draped with greenery and vines separate the gorgeous brown-and-tan facade from the city. I stare at the original hardwood floors, at the details that have to be at least a century old. Fireplaces with ancient tiles, an updated kitchen alongside a narrow living area, and more rooms and hallways than any modern house.

Before George could finish, Father snatched up the bowl of broth and hurled it to the floor—bowl, soup, and all. "Shut your mouth!" He shot to his feet, eyes bloodshot like a raging lion—all trace of his earlier tenderness gone. "He is not my flesh and blood! He's the monster who killed Matthew! He's my enemy! I'd eat his flesh and sleep on his hide if I could! Say one more word about him in my presence, and you can pack your things and get the hell out of this house!"

“But—” *** That’s it, Greg thought. He slammed the book closed and set it aside. Why was he still reading this monstrosity of a book? Over the weekend, he had forgotten about its existence but was reminded once more when Mandy texted him about it first thing on Monday. Now, days had passed, and he was still only halfway through the novel. Greg read it fleetingly, stopping when the scene got too steamy. He would have skipped the lewd parts but that would mean skipping the whole book.

The sound in my earpiece cut off abruptly, followed by a harsh crackling hiss. I hurriedly pulled the earpiece out and rubbed my ear. What a shame. In the end, I still hadn't heard clearly what they were actually saying. Nevertheless, from Sophie's fragmented remarks, I could sense that something was deeply wrong with the pregnancy. Even if she was Daniel's student and had plenty of chances to get close to him, her mother was the one who was pregnant. How on earth had they pulled this off?

Gregory took one last glance at the family in the small house before walking slowly back into the garden. He stopped when his leg hit something hard. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath when he discovered it was one of his men, lying on the ground with eyes open, looking into space. He was obviously dead. Gregory stepped over him, walking further into the garden. To his utmost shock, he found most of them lying dead across the garden. His heart skipped several beats when he noticed some claw scratches on their body. Fuck! It must definitely be a wolf. He looked into the house, checking to see if Rieka was still in there. If she's the one who did this, then he's gonna make sure he kills

I want to thank you guys for sticking with me throughout 'The Alpha's Unwanted Mate' journey, but now it's time for another! It's out guys! Xavier's story is out! 'A Rogue For The Alpha King', it'll be just as mind blowing as this one! Trust your author Gaydar and go read!(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ Let me just drop the description real quick୧(＾ 〰 ＾)୨