Grey Prince Zote の小説・ストーリー

, he asked huskily. "Yes...I want both of you.", She answered breathlessly to his hypnotizing golden gaze, which earned her a big smile from him. Zayden now took her top in his grasp again. Grace sat so that he could remove it properly rather than tearing it into pieces, leaving her in her bras. She had purposely worn black as she knew he liked black color. And noticing his eyes twinkle at the sight before him, made her blush even more.

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

I totally got the whole being in awe part. Imeela and I backed up a few steps to give him more room. A wide grin claimed my face as the shift finished. Zion’s wolf was larger than most when they first shifted. I would put my money on the fact that it was because he was a Prince and would one day be King. He was the very first Precoza to have a wolf. This was history in the making right here. He resembled Zeus with his dark chocolate fur. Instead of only having one paw that looked like it had a black sock on it, all of his paws did. His eyes were a brilliant bronze color. The other marking that he had was a black crescent moon on his forehead.

Say something. I study him for a beat. “You look…nice.” I offer, taking note of his richly dyed tunic. It almost looks black, the dye is so deep, but under the right illumination of the candle, I can see the barest hint of purple–eggplant purple. The sight of the rarely used color in the land of Nochten. It makes me smile. “I like the color.”

They keep mumbling apologies, but her lip lifts from time to time. Featherstone walks around us with a critical eye. “It looks good. Annoyingly, the pool wasn’t quite deep enough to get the tips of your ears, but honestly it looks like markings anyway. You’re now a very dark charcoal grey-black. You could probably do with some highlights because you’re a single matte colour, but the ear tips help. You just look like a strong alpha bloodline.” Well, there is alpha blood on my mother’s side. Once we’re almost dry, Zanthe can’t resist it any longer and lets out a shake. But there’s little water left to spray everywhere.

Chapter 11 "Try it," Caelum said quietly, meeting those silver eyes without flinching, "and I'll make sure it's the last thing you ever taste." Silver eyes snapped to his face, alight with something between amusement and genuine hunger. The torchlight caught the flecks of gold buried deep in those predatory irises, making them seem to burn from within. "Careful, little prince. That almost sounds like a promise." "Take it however you like."

The Seven Elders rose to their feet as Princess Griselda passed by them. The smile on her face widened at every step she took. The seven elders smiled at one another at her beautiful image. Selda kept her eyes on Zenith who was also staring back at her. She did not want to feel disappointed because there was no emotion written on his face except his signature blank face. As she reached his front, she bowed with her hands intertwined and rose back. Zenith’s eyes traced the Lycan’s pattern on the purple dress she wore. This was the first time in years he has seen the Purple Lycan dress known for the Female Royals.

Suddenly my eyes fell on a particular person and my heart skipped a beat. My all attention was on Zane Who was looking no less than a Greek God? I could not stop admiring the beauty in front of my eyes. He was looking breathtakingly handsome in his black tuxedo. Black suits him well and his favorite color was also black. Most of the time he wears black. Otherwise grey. He says he looks hot in these clothes. He doesn't like colorful clothes. “Welcome, gorgeous.” I flinched in my place when someone whispered in my ear from behind. It was Krane.

She said leaning on my brother, Ryott is his mate and Koltyn is Jazlyn’s mate. We all walked out to the elevator, I couldn’t believe how antsy I was, I was finally going to meet my long-awaited mate. I could already smell her; her scent was intoxicating. I heard her laughing, it was beautiful. When we turned the corner, Jyden nudged me and lifted his chin in Reign’s direction, there she is, my beautiful mate. She has long jet-black hair with purple and pink highlights, she has the most gorgeous grey eyes I have ever seen. She was a tiny little thing, but she looked like she worked out and stayed fit, she had curves in all the right places.

Zoe The silence that followed Finn's shout was deafening. Every gun, every pair of eyes, every predator in the clearing turned toward me with deadly focus. My brother's words echoed in the sudden stillness: "That's Zoe Blackthorne, daughter of Alpha Zade!" The guard holding his rifle above me hesitated, his strike frozen mid-swing. Even he understood what those words meant. Alpha bloodline wasn't just valuable, it was sacred, dangerous, worth more than gold to the right buyer.