Grey Ones Novels & Stories

We’d been outside where we knew the front door was, despite the illusion holding strong, for only about ten seconds before all hell broke loose. Grey came barreling out of the building like a bear advancing on its dinner. He looked awful. His dark hair was a complete mess, sticking up in every possible direction. His eyes were swollen and rimmed in red and purple. His clothes looked about three days old, and it was obvious he hadn’t showered in just as long. Will stumbled out after him, not looking any better. “The two of you have some fucking explaining to do.” Grey bit out.

In short, all of these were anticipated by Grey alone. He had to keep on fooling them. They had to appear weak. Even if it will take all of his companions to get caught as part of the act, then so be it. Everything will not be in vain and their sacrifices will be worth it. Just a little more time, Grey thought. Grey looked at the two giant capsules in front of him. The water was glowing in purple light and its contents were pure black. Weeks earlier, the bodies inside were all bones. Now, they were getting skins and flesh. Just a little bit more and they can now be in full form.

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

However, it wasn't until she was on the stairs that Chloe caught a glimpse of these so-called important guests. There were five of them in total from what she could see. Four males and one female. The aura they exuded suggested they were high ranking wolves but not from around these parts. One of the males and the female had similar features including thick dark brown hair, black eyes and bronzed skin that was pulled over taut muscles. Another one of the males had sandy blonde hair cut close to the scalp and green eyes. His skin was golden like he spent a lot of time in the sun; however the scar that peeked out from under the V of his shirt suggested he was also a fighter. He was muttering t

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"

Grey replied with a grin. Zyrielle Grey De Elleonor, or simply Grey, was the most handsome among their group. The youngest of three siblings, he was the son of a businessman and a famous actress. Grey possessed a face that could rival myths, with gentle eyes, a perfectly shaped nose, and slightly rosy lips that caught attention wherever he went. Blue held the middle part of his body. “Damn. Just her name already makes my butt tingle. When is it? Now? Should we cut class?”

But where Damian radiated quiet control, this man seemed to radiate something darker—something that promised violence if you looked at him wrong for too long. Roman Grayson. Damian’s twin brother. He walked like he owned the very air people breathed. He hadn’t gone to the penthouse directly. He’d decided to make a stop here. Why, though? His forearms were on full display. The ink matched Damian’s almost exactly: roses with claws, knives, a skull, rosary beads twisted around the dagger. They were identical—almost deliberate—but on Roman, they looked active, like the tattoos were still breathing, like they still meant something.

Aiden’s face warmed as he quickly averted his gaze, not wanting to intrude on such a private moment. The dim light only revealed pieces of the men, but Aiden didn’t mind what he saw—he’d never had a problem with the community or with people loving who they wanted. Still, he couldn’t help but notice a glimpse of the shirt one of them was wearing: a dark, olive-green hoodie with a distinct, unique white logo splashed across the back. It was an eye-catching design he’d only seen a few times around school, definitely something memorable. Not wanting to be caught staring, he grabbed a paper towel, wiped his hands hastily, and left the restroom, trying to ignore the memory of what he'd seen.

Gad declared. "Theodore, it's your turn" the shadow man beckoned on Theodore. Theodore stepped forward and pierced his finger on the sword as well. He put a drop of blood in the bowl. The water swirled and turned gray. They all looked at the water on shock. "What does gray mean?" Fife asked tentatively. "half human" the shadow man replied. "What! How can it be? Theodore, did you know anything about this?" Theodore shook his head.

Lucas tried to stop me, but I shrugged my arm out of his grip. I walked further into the cave with him right beside me and as soon as we turned around a bend, I stopped in my tracks to see a group of vampires there. Lucas growled and they hissed back. But I didn’t move. I stood there staring at them. “Stop.” I demanded. And Lucas looked at me weird. I grabbed his phone off of him and I shone the light on the vampires. Who all had muddy brown eyes, not the typical crimson red eyes that all the other vampires have had.