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.

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

A figure stood silhouetted in the doorway, backlit by bright sunlight. As my eyes adjusted, I felt the blood drain from my face. My jaw dropped in shock and horror as I recognized the person standing before me. Mrs. Grey! "Hello, Ms. Clark," she said, her voice cold and sharp as steel. "I think it's time we had a little chat." .

"They pulled a liter of fluid out of your pleural space. They said the cells they found weren't just inflamed. They were... changing. Crystallizing." "The Grey," I whispered. My voice was a ghost of itself, a raspy tear in the quiet room. "My body is turning into a monument to a pack that hates me. Funny, isn't it?" Silas finally looked at me. His amber eyes were flat, devoid of the pity I’d grown to loathe. "It’s inefficient. You’re no use to me as a corpse, Elara. We have a bridge to build and an empire to dismantle." He stood up and walked over, placing a thin, sleek laptop on my over-bed table. He didn't offer a hand to help me reach it. He knew I’d rather crawl across broken glass than

’’ He began, I held my breath. Gray Vampires were regular Vampires whose eye color ranged from black to gray. I frowned, Brian had crimson eyes, did that mean he was different or was that the eye color for Hybrid Vampires? I mean his natural eye color was blue, a color for Hybrid Werewolves? I shook my head, clearing it off of the thoughts and turned my attention to Earl instead.

The illustration looked like a horrible, drooling, sharp-toothed, yellow-eyed demon, with gray skin, a thick matted beard, and towered over the scribbled trees. The written information read:+ "The Northern Grays are rare, immense giants that reside in the dense forests of the northern regions. They stand taller than most trees and are arguably the most powerful, dangerous beasts that roam the world. An excellent sense of smell allows them to find their prey. They will eat anything that is smaller than them and are particularly fond of the taste of children and young maidens. Solitary, territorial, unintelligent, brutish, and carnivorous. NEVER approach." Twillow peeked over the parchment at

It looked so easy and simple. The dark hole appeared. “They are swarming the entrance.” Announced Brown, feeling the vibration. Grey couldn’t help but smile. “Even better.” He nodded at his partner. Brown reciprocated it similarly. Grey jumped into the hole first. Tap! Grey landed first. In the dark, he saw numerous guns and rifles pointed at him. “Heh!” He puffed his chest and shot. Ice breathe! The cold breath escaped his mouth and froze everything in sight. Kreeeeeeek~

Yet here they were, moving towards us and easily fighting back. "What the hell?" I hissed, continuing to take it in. "What are they?" "Zombies." Turning, I met Gray’s disgusted gaze as it took in the scene. When did he get here? "Zombies?" I repeated, furrowing my brows. "Like in the movies?" "Did I stutter?" Gray scoffed in boredom. Biting back my instant reply, I fought the urge to punch the cocky bastard. "It’s just…" I tried, motioning towards the scene. "Hard to believe."

Gray walks to the closet to change and I did same too. **** Gray halts his car outside an abandoned warehouse. I thought he said it's a club. This place looks quiet except for the luxurious cars that designs the lot. " Where's this place ?" Gray smirks and chuckles and he unfasten his seatbelt. I did same too. I decide to wear a simple orange colored t-shirt and black jeans and sneakers because , Mr grumpy doesn't want me to wear a dress because he thinks i look hot. Gray steps out of his car and open my side door for me. I get out and look around. It's so dark outside and I can't hear a single sound or even music.

Maya pondered. After dinner, Zing, Reuben and Jayden retired to their rooms, alongside Maya, Reina and Gwen. Grey went outside the pack house to bask in the light of the moon, before he retired to bed. As he stood in front of the pack house, green eyes stepped out of the house and joined him. "Gorged eyes, uh? Why?" He asked Grey. Grey glanced at him once to notice his presence, and then looked back at the moon. "It was very clear what I said back there. I'll gorge out your eyes if you ever look at my wife with those loving admiration I saw in them a moment ago," he replied.