Greys Callie Novels & Stories

If I act like all hope is lost, then how would they feel? I put on a pair of black bellies and exited my room. I knocked on Callan's door and heard him shout "it's open" from the inside. I found Callan standing in front of his mirror, in a black pant-suit, with a white button up shirt and a black tie. I had to close my eyes and take a deep breadth to keep myself from breaking down. Once Callan was done, we left for the burial grounds together in Callan's car. Not a single word was said during the car ride not that we had anything to say about this whole tragedy anyways.

I stare at it for a while; it’s a doctor’s appointment card. Callie’s name appears on it. I pause, my pulse pounding loudly in my ears. Was Callie sick and I didn’t know? On closer inspection, I see it’s from Canada, dated eight years ago. It’s a pregnancy appointment card. Callie was pregnant eight years ago? Was it for Grey? Is that why Camille refuses to talk? Because my marriage to Grey was built on lies? Then I turn the card over, and my world stops. Grey Grand. The name appears on the back.

Grayson’s eyes met mine… calm, controlled, and still impossibly magnetic. “Stay behind me,” he murmured, stepping forward. His hand found my waist, guiding me behind the poolside furniture just as Mia appeared at the top of the steps. “Callie?” Her voice was cautious, tired. “What are you doing out here?” I peeked over the edge, keeping low, forcing a smile I hoped looked natural. “Uh… just grabbing some water,” I whispered. Grayson stepped from the shadows, casual, shirtless but completely composed. “Morning, sweetheart,” he said to Mia, voice light and smooth. “Callie came down to cool off after her swim.”

she said as she called Callie’s number, but there was no answer. "Callie?" Axton walked toward his room, and just as he opened the door, a vase flew through the air and nearly hit him on the temple. In mere seconds, Axton managed to dodge it, causing the vase to crash against the wall behind him. Sierra was startled by the sound of the shattering object. She dropped her phone, which she was still using to try to call Callie, though it had gone unanswered. "What the hell are you doing, Axton?" Callie appeared from her room, looking disheveled. Her face was wet with tears, her hair tangled, and mascara streaked down her cheeks.

CHAPTER 23 ONE NIGHT… DOUBLE DRAMA CALLIE I stared at my phone's screen, the phone trembling in my hand like the phone had suddenly turned to lava. Why was my mum calling? When the phone stopped ringing, I almost breathed out in relief, but it began to ring again, and this time, I couldn't just watch the phone ring. With a deep breath, I swiped my thumb across the screen and placed the phone to my ear. “Callista Mason!” I squinted my eyes from the sting her voice bore. It was bad enough that she was calling after a long time, and now she's calling my full name?

"I know exactly what you did! I just want you to leave me alone, okay?" Tia claimed, "I didn't do anything." The look on her face suggested that she was really confused. "Gosh, you're such a weirdo." This time, however, she didn't sound bitter or angry. She appeared to be worried that Ava would attack her once more. "So, who was it then?" Jane? Kim?” "We didn't do it, all right? Don't bother me!" Tia hastily followed the other girl out of camp. She sent a terrified glance in Ava's direction.

"I'm assuming you're not the chef." "God, no. I’m the man who makes sure the King looks like a King," he said, reaching out to flick a stray hair from my shoulder with a gloved hand. "And apparently, I’m the man who has to turn you into a Goddess of War in the next three hours. He called me at 4:00 AM, sounding... different. Now I see why." He leaned in closer, his perfume smelling of expensive oud and secrets. "I'm Flyn. Put that spatula down, honey. We have a mansion to infiltrate and a legacy to incinerate. If we’re going to announce your 'extinction' to the Hudsons, you’re going to need a hell of a lot more than an apron."

I was lounging at home, scrolling through social media, when a livestream title suddenly caught my eye—"The Other Woman Crash Course." Curious, I entered to see a woman talking animatedly, "My sugar daddy gives me 200,000 every month. I just need to keep him satisfied!" Viewers were doubtful and asked, "I don't believe you. Tell us how you two met." She smiled. "That's alright. You don't get to meet someone like that every day. I met him after doing a bone marrow transplant with his girlfriend three years ago. That's how I met this golden bachelor." I frowned. I had a bone marrow transplant three years ago too. Suddenly, the door opened, and she covered her phone in panic. A man's deep

It was a call from the villa! ‘Why the hell is Anna calling and disturbing me??’ --- Adrian was irritated and disconnected the call. He then turned towards Jims and Selina and said, “Terminate the rest of the three, warn the seven Mr Jims is suggesting and watch for a month!” “But Sir, the girl Emi..” Before Selina could talk further Adrian’s mobile again vibrated and this time he became furious and received the call snapping to the caller, “What the hell is your problem Anna??”

I felt his hardness against my back and our breathing started to become quicker. "Alpha Greyson let me go! S-some is going to see!" He turned me around to face him. For the first time I stared into his eyes. They were breathtaking. Pure silver eyes stared back at me. "I--" He pushed me against the wall and held one of my arms above my head. His hot forehead touched mine.