Harry Potter Jean Grey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Yea, Harley is not the power-wielding type. She wouldn't really care for it anyway, apart from using it to heal people or maybe helping the pack. Apart from that, she is just too kind even though she is very feisty" I collapse on the glass as he said that. How am I going to bear living without her smart mouth? Her feisty spirit. I can't. "Why don't we go in and sleep maybe by tomorrow she would be fine " Grey said tapping my shoulder. "You need rest too after all that which did to you..." he faltered, and somehow I knew what he wanted to say to me "The witch, did you see her cuz I noticed she wasn't there after the blast, and I didn't see her body anywhere" He observed.

"There were some last minute problems but I got them all figured out thanks to Audrey." He then turned towards me and I felt my cheeks get even hotter. "Well I guess that is good to hear, I'm Sebastian Hale" he said as he held out his hand "Au...Audrey Rayner" she stuttered out as she took his outreached hand then pulled it back quickly when she felt a slight spark of electricity. He gave her a curious look. She noticed his pupils get larger and the gray of his eyes look deeper. Then the look he gave her vanished as quickly as it appeared. It made her feel as if he might be hiding something.

Grey had to ask himself, is this what Theo experienced with Aubrianne's mother? Goddess, how he understood the desire now, the appeal, the attraction, their formidable attitude, and feistiness. He could easily see how Theo had fallen for his alluring witch. F*ck, was he falling? Absolutely not. It was too soon, for f*cks sake! Mr. Grey refused to believe he was that gone, but as he glanced down at her innocent sleeping form, his heart clenched in his chest. And his body vibrated as he breathed her in. He gripped Jada closely and held on to her possessively.

I was sure if I expelled any more liquid, I would wither away into a prune-y version of myself. I stared at the screen for a few more moments, but continued sifting through the higher ranks in the back, searching for Grey's ebony hair. When I spotted it, not long after I started, I practically teleported over to him - that's how fast I was there. As soon as I hovered over his shoulder, Grey looked up at me, his face a mixture of concern, astonishment, and wonder, but he smiled nonetheless.

When they disappear from our sight, Harry entered the living room while Jack burst out laughing his ass off, rolling on the floor and banging the floor with one hand, I just huff in annoyance and sat on the couch crossing my hand above my chest, "What happened," Harry asked, looking at Jack while raising his eyebrows, "Nothing," I said and leaned on the couch more, "Oh no-no-no, yes something....happened..., The great ....Mr. Daniel Grey ... so-called great plan ......got a big flop" Jack said between his laugh, Harry looks at him entirely confused which makes Jack explains the whole thing to him everything which happened before he came in, After that they both laugh their heads off, I want

Mr Grey stated, jolting me from the trance. Instantly she looked up at me with intense rage burning in her eyes. There was my mate, Daphne! I broke out in cold sweat, diverse questions running through my mind while I took a few steps towards Mr Grey. “You seem pale, Mr Kian. Is everything alright?” Mr Grey questioned. Was it fate or is this part of my punishment?

God, I couldn’t wait to see what he looked like, and what he would think of me. After almost an hour of waiting, I finally heard the door creak open. My eyes glistened in anticipation as I stared on with the big smile Dad had told me to wear. The door opened, and in walked who I assumed was Grey De Luca. My excitement immediately turned into a deep, chilling nervousness as I observed him. He was prettier than I expected, with jet-black hair that fell perfectly over his forehead. His eyes were a deep shade of grey, cold and indifferent. He wore black pants and a white T-shirt that made him look even more imposing. He didn't walk in; he invaded the space. The air seemed to drop five degrees.

Amelia said, smugness dripping from every syllable as she beamed proudly at Grey. Grey stared down at me, delight sparking in his eyes—dark, cruel, eager. “I never believed in witchcraft,” he said slowly, savouring each word, “but your friend is the real deal.” Witchcraft? Friend? What were they talking about? What had they done to me? I couldn’t make sense of anything. My thoughts were moving sluggishly, as if dragging chains. Grey licked his lips, or at least that's what I thought he did, my vision was still unstable, like a bad camera going in and out of focus.

I should never have let her go alone. "For exeptional time keeping, 50 points to Greyfindor!!" A heavy thud sounded as she dropped the tied up Alpha in a head bag to the ground. Her face full of healing bruises and a cut lip but with a Satisfaction she couldn't place. To him she look like a kitten done with several barrels of fish. Beaten but absolutely beautiful.. "What's Greyfindor?" He asked securing the alpha with bigger silver chains. "Seriously, you haven't watched Harry Potter!?"