Grey Anatomy Wattpad Novels & Stories

This is an Omnibus! Featuring: Book One: The Lycan King's Perfect Revenge - Tristan and Iris’s Story Book Two: The Lycan King's Blind Mate - Rhys and Thea's Story Book Three: The Lycan King's Cruel Judgment - Jack and Esme's Story Book 1: The night Tristan finds out his beloved wife betrayed him with another man, he's heartbroken but Tristan is a man totally in love with his wife, so he forgives her and begs her to come back to him. But on the night she was supposed to give birth to their child, she chose to commit suicide, killing herself and the unborn baby. Before she died, she told Tristan that she had fallen completely in love with the other man, Ethan and would rather di

WARNING: this chapter contains descriptions of sexual assault === The room instantly felt too hot and Chloe tried to swallow, her mouth feeling dry. A hand on her naked arm made her jump and she looked up to find Nathaniel towering over her, his eyes lasciviously roaming over her body. “You know, I never found my mate?” Nathaniel suddenly spoke, his voice low. “I searched and searched but after years of disappointment I finally gave up. For a while I was okay with not having a mate, not having a family but as I get older I realise that I can’t run this pack alone and certainly not forever. The pack needs a Luna. We need hope that there is a future…”

I tilted my head, asking her if there was anything she needed. “Nat? What’s wrong?” I asked. She didn’t speak. Rather, she pulled me closer. Her face is now buried under my neck and her heavy sighs are creeping through my skin. “Natyaramona!” I called again, probing for the matter. “B-blood....” she managed to utter before fainting in my arms. My eyes widened as my body froze. Natya is a witch and a she-wolf. Her asking for blood could only mean one thing - she was successfully converted into a vampire.

Alpha Gray found Nueva lying motionless in a large shallow water puddle on the thawed ground. She was on her side with her back facing him. Her pink naked body stood somewhat out against the colourless backdrop. Alpha Gray's heart hammered in his chest, and a sudden stab of fear crossed his grave face. He ran towards her and sunk hard onto his knees in the freezing silverly coloured water. She opened her swollen eyes, and he could see that she had been crying. Her plump lips turned into a tender smile when she saw his face.

Celestin opened her eyes and got up from bed without any expression. She went straight into the mirror, just a few steps across her bed, and look at her young reflection. A pale-faced woman appeared before her, with gray hair like ashes from a fireplace and eyes like ice, clear yet cold. "I'm 18 again. How nice." She sarcastically smirked after. Celestin always regresses at the age of 18, just three years before her supposed death. 'I have no time for this. I must continue where I left off.'

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

Alice. ** Grey gazed at a white building surrounded by acacia trees. The hospital was enclosed by a two-meter-high wall, with a silver sign displaying its identity. As Grey entered, he noticed two ambulances parked in front of the hospital, and the front lobby was filled with advertisements and notice boards displaying the hospital's rules. As Grey proceeded further inside, a nurse immediately halted his steps. The nurse inquired about Grey's purpose for coming to the psychiatric hospital. Upon explaining his intentions, the nurse directed Grey to the hospital director, who also served as a doctor there.

Mile’s POV We stepped out of the library and stood across the street to wait for a cab. Graham wouldn’t stop staring at the book in my possession so I handed it over to him without uttering a word. As soon as he got it, Grayham began to open the book and then fiddle with the pages. A few moments later, there was an unsatisfactory look on his face. Then he finally turned to me. “All I can see here are lists of infectious diseases and plaques that affected the city years ago.” He looked at me. “I’m not even sure if this book will help.” He sighed.

Something that enjoyed this. And that terrified me. But his father? Alpha Grayson was a different kind of monster. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe this was just about bringing me back to the Blue Cross Pack. No. He wanted something. The journal. The cure. Me. And if the rumors were true? I might not survive finding out. Another tear fell. I swiped at it angrily. No. Stop.

"This is far from typical werewolf bonding or any relationship dynamics I've read about. Even for magical entanglements, this is... unprecedented." As we spoke, Gray scribbled notes on a pad, his expression like a man piecing together a particularly complex puzzle. Finally, he stood up and walked over to one of his bookshelves, filled with antique volumes that seemed as ancient as the wisdom they contained. He scanned the spines before pulling down a book that looked older than time. Flipping through its delicate, aged pages, he stopped at an intricate triangle illustration and placed the book in front of me. The triangle was surrounded by symbols resembling a blend of arcane runes and somet