Grey Ones Novels & Stories

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." .

he hissed. We all grew quiet, but I felt my own hackles rise as well. Hazel shuddered beside me, and I could see her white fangs extend from her lips. Sisley’s and Gerald’s gleaming eyes burned bright red, and Gerald stood up with his claws lengthened. He cracked his knuckles loudly. Prince Griffin’s eyes reflected dark emerald shades mixed with swirls of red. His great black claws extended from his fingers.

"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."

“I’m fine. Can we head over to the basement now? Apparently, we have actual work to do.” We step into the garage. Sandy keeps chattering about finding a new space, but I tune her out, as usual. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out automatically. A new text. From Cameron. I drop everything on the table before even reading it. Cameron: Soy, this is Code Grey. I repeat, Code Grey! I blink at the screen, heart thudding. We have codes for everything. Instead of the usual Code Red for danger, we use Code Grey.

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.

he replied. "We've searched the whole of these woods, there's no sign of Gwen here," Zing said. "Zing, we should listen to him first. Let's allow him lead the way," Grey replied. Zing moved aside. "But, why is his eyes so dark? Like a demon's ones," he asked. "This is not the time to ask questions, Zing," Grey said to him as he began to walk towards the gammas and sentinels with Zing and Athon right behind him.