Grey Book Na Novels & Stories

I looked down the hallway and through the other side, and there was actually no one in sight. My heart hammered as I approached the large double office doors with D. BLACKWOOD engraved on the metal plate. I forced my trembling hand to knock. No answer. Great. I knocked again. Still nothing. Screw it. I pushed the door open— —and froze in place. Damian Blackwood sat behind his massive black desk. Sharp suit. Cuffed sleeves. Jaw tight enough to crack a diamond. He didn’t look up at me. Not even a glance. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by his deep voice.

Get out of here before the drugs render me useless. "I don't think you understand the mistake you're making," Grayson says. Despite the obvious anger radiating under his skin, he's as impassive as ever, facing the situation like a true Alpha. And it scares me. Because I know a fight is about to ensue... "Stop, I yell over the music. Not many people take notice, but the two men do. And at that exact moment, the drugs hit me like a truck, and I stumble a little on my feet. "I think I'm going to pass out..."

“You showed it to Tristan.” I froze. That was true but she hadn’t been there. Only he had seen it and me. “No one else knows about the color,” she continued, almost absentmindedly. My pulse began to rise. “The color?” I repeated carefully. She nodded. “Yeah. It’s Grey.” The word hit me harder than it should have. Grey. It was not white, not normal, it was grey. My throat went dry. “Wait,” I said slowly. “How do you know it was grey?”

in the presence of the Source. Silas Blackwood gasped, his face finally "Rendering" back into existence. His stormy sea-grey eyes were bright with a soul-shattering clarity as he looked at his hands, then at Lyra. He was whole, but his skin carried the "Grey Static" of his time in the archive—a permanent, iridescent sheen that marked him as a "Returned Asset."

He looks at me, stares at my eyes for a good minute before talking. Going to Mikael's point of view, I stare at Lily's eyes as I saw some flashbacks pop up on my head. But then, I avert my gaze as I started to tell my story. "At that time, BlackJack was not yet created. It was the eight of us, along with Jacob and his friends. We were very interested in mafia and gangs after watching movies, so we decided to roleplay the scene in our fantasy and created Grey Howl with Jacob as our leader. He was always the type that leads people into starting something, and I love that about him. Seeing how he cares for his friend as if we're all one big family. But then I meet a girl who moves to my neighbo

Her skin still glowed faintly, her breathing ragged but steady. “Did it work?” he asked. Kaelira opened her eyes. The irises that had been ringed in black now gleamed molten gold. “It’s no longer dreaming,” she said softly. “Now it remembers.” Outside, the Black Moon pulsed once more—then turned white. The heart had been rewritten.

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

Grey's messy hair. “Mr. Grey? Our client here said that these pills are Heavenly Gold Grape Pills, can you check if it's real or not?” The shop attendant was confused by his constant questions, however, he still needs to inform him why he called Mr. Grey. Mr. Grey's smile became wider. “Uh-huh! Yes! This is the legendary Heavenly Gold Grape Pills! I could smell the Green Gold Grape in these pills.” He delightedly said as he looked at Soheila. “Dear Client, are you the contractor of the Gigantic Firebird that took the Green Gold Grape a year ago? Or are you the disciple of the Gigantic Firebird's Master?” He asked again and again.

“God, Layken! You scared me!” Turning back around, I took in the scene before me once more. “Wow, Layken, this is wonderful! I’ve never seen anything like this before,” I said, marveling at the sight. Curiously, I asked, “Are gray and black your favorite colors?” as I turned around to observe the long black double sink. It seemed fitting, since Layken’s vehicles were all black with a gray interior. “It would seem fitting that the woman God made for me would have the most stunning grey eyes. But yes, I love grey and black. How about you? What are your favorite colors?”

His aura became dark, I had to give him a slack his mother death was catastrophic, since his uncle found out about his existence and that he will never have a child of his own as a punishment from Selene for killing his alpha, most importantly his brother, the rumors went crazy of the usurper alpha of the black rose pack. I came back to the reality as Ade knocked the door, she went in and looked at me, she was in a long baby pink dress dread with golden flowers embroidery around the waist with a heart cut and mesh straps that came off her back, she walked in and looked at me “you looking fucking gorgeous Luka” she said, I replied standing up fixing my dress as I stand ”so are you Ade”, anoth