Grey Ones Novels & Stories

ash, iron, and something feral. “You?” she whispered. When the door fully opened, there he was...Grey, her class mate who had been keeping an eye on her and one of the most reckless wolves, crouched with a small toolkit in hand. His gray eyes widened when he saw her. “Scarlet?” he hissed. “What the fuck are you doing here?"

It didn't matter how much she wished she had the power or the courage to go against what her Alpha wanted in this situation; she just couldn't be confident that she had either. When they arrived at the house, Noah's father was already there, waiting for them. Diego Grayson was slender despite his height. His dark brown hair was styled in a short cut. When he gazed at her, his eyes, which were stony gray and unyielding, were as cold as stone. His wife stood behind him with troubled expression in her blue eyes. The height difference between Vivian Grayson and her spouse was minimal. Noah pushed Gwen through the barrier as she smiled nervously and gave him a shove.

What does grey mean? Maya capped the pen then held it there for a moment. The base moved behind her: crates, voices, Marcus laughing quietly at something, Eli somewhere near the south shutter, the new light over medical humming with stolen sunshine. Grey sat on the map. Not danger. Not unknown. Not cleared. A place from another life. A wound with coordinates. “Not yet,” she said.

I can't believe this little witch is literally trying to rile me up right now, only if she knew that the Darkwood elder Mickey was actually with the blades too. “Yeah, of course, so we should be cautious,” I responded with a smile. “And last and the most dangerous of them all are the Grey's.” The moment she said the name Grey's, the whole room turned cold, and I could feel the crazy tension and that is a given since the Grey's are equally dangerous as the Darkwood and even much more sinister than them. They will do everything possible to get what they want regardless of what, and they never let a grudge go no matter what.

Zoriana took a spoonful of soup, the flavours exquisite, but her appetite was gone. “Why so quiet, Alpha?” Mounia asked gently. “Mounia,” Zoriana said, her gaze fixed on the steam rising from her bowl. “Would you recognise a monster the moment you saw one?” Mounia sighed, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of many years lived. “I have seen many. Some wear their ugliness on their skin. Others hide it behind beauty, gold and sweet words. But the most dangerous ones, Zoriana, are the Grey ones. They aren't pure evil, but they aren't good either. These people are the most dangerous, they are underestimated, unpredictable, and capable of doing anything.”

There's even a grey open bra and open restoring lingerie for me. I gently sigh then shook my head. I started putting some of my clothes, beside Hecate's clothes in our walk-in closet. I started organizing my clothes beside Hecate's, most of Hecate's clothes, are grey. I don't know where she got her obsession with grey, but she and her friends are so weird. Skye's been obsessed with brown, Hecate with grey, Lilith with Red, Katya with White, Amelia with Green, Elena with Blue, Dominique with Maroon, and even Nyx joined their craziness, with her being obsessed with the black color.

I also don't want to leave Gray behind! My hands turned cold when Gray started to attack Herman and Carlos. Herman's thick fur is color dark brown and Carlos is a bit gray and brown. I wanna pray so hard to please stop what I'm seeing. I couldn't stand it! Gray growled when Herman started to bite his neck and Carlos started to bite his left leg! Damn it! They will kill Gray! Shit! I am almost tearing up while watching them how Herman and Carlos team up for Gray! Damn them! I bit my lower lip and tried to think on how can I help Gray. While looking around I saw a small rock. I shook my head and didn't think twice to grabbed that rock and throw towards Herman's eyes! I was bewildered when I sa

“Go see him, I will bring her in a moment. Let's see if you live or die first.” Their conversation was odd, but things weren't looking good for the man who was called Twenty-Nine. An odd name for someone. And odder were the features of both men. I may not be connected to my wolf, but I didn’t need shifter abilities to recognize that these two men were not… usual. Their skin was pale grey, and their eyes, though different colors were both strange shades of yellow and pale blue. Noses were flat and chins pointed. Twenty-Nine had a shade of brown hair, whereas the other man had a shade of pale blond. Everything on them just looked dim. As if all their color had been washed out.

Silence is our new best friend. “We are at the turning, Kaden.” Grey said “Okay, take your left, it will lead us to a huge gate.” I said to him “What color?” He asked. “Grey, vampire color?” I joked and everyone laughed, well, everyone except for Gerald. “Stop right where you are!” We heard the sound of gunshots in the air. “I have to get down now.” I said and Grey nodded. “Get down, they are shooting in the air.” Amelia said.