Harry Potter Jean Grey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Clara I froze, but only for a second. I tried to laugh off his suspicion. “Just because I applied healing salves, you think that I must come from the stock of royal healers?” “No. It’s your eyes. Your body. The scent of your blood. I had been trying to figure you out, and now I see your resemblance. She was an unusual healer. Highly skilled, but controversial. Yes. Now it makes sense. You have many admirable qualities, and you are not Transitus or Epsilon. You are the remaining bloodline of the fallen House of Grey. Lady Clara Grey, sired by Lord Donovan, Beta of your pack.”

Harry goes to his desk, takes his phone, and then takes my hand and pulls me out of the office as if he were possessed. Harry's attitude is making me nervous, and a thousand things go through my head, but I don't know what's so special about that gift. [End of flashback] "Girl, it's time to wake up. Please don't do this to me. I knew I shouldn't have let her ride that bike for hours!" A distant crying makes my headache worse, and I groan in pain. I raise my voice, asking them to keep quiet, as my head could explode at any moment.

down there. With one hand, he clasped both of mine while his other hand reached for my chin. I leaned back, trying to pull my arms. He was going to snap my neck! I doubled my efforts in panic. I turned my head violently, but he grabbed me roughly by the chin and tilted my head to meet his ecstatic expression before it went blank. His glazed eyes were focused on me; he must have been mind linking with whoever bastard was behind this. I used all of my energy to break free, but just as my chance came, his green eyes flickered to black, then to silver until it slowly transformed into a mesmerizing shade of blue that had me frozen in my spot.

After doing that, Harvey York threw a glance at Grey Jean, who was on the ground, and ordered icily, “Apologize and compensate for whoever you need to in every way.” “Yes, yes, yes, I’ll arrange for that immediately!” Grey nodded and bowed. Harvey continued, “From now onwards, I’ll cripple all of you if the Jeans from Mordu dare to enter the South Lights even by half a step!” “I won’t dare, I won’t dare!” Grey, at that moment, lost all of his attitudes as a super-rich heir. All he could beg for what to be let go of by Harvey. *** In Buckwood People’s Hospital.

Grey called Han to tell him about James' request towards Lordes. "I'll let Mr. Lin know about this, Grey. Don't worry!" Han said before hanging up the call. "Thank you, Han!" Grey leaned against the wall near the corridor leading to James' Penthouse. He stood alone, feeling restless and anxious. He couldn't imagine if James had Delilah as his sex subdued in bed. Grey acknowledged what kind of fetish James had on his bed. "Oh… Miss Starley. My heart..." Grey mumbled sadly and bent down to caress his chest. Grey could not bear the pain sipped inside his heart due to Delilah. He didn't want Delilah to experience the same thing every Dubrich girl James had before.

Omer's pov : Her grey eyes are still haunting me. It's like something is eating her alive. She has the ability to drown anyone in her deep eyes and can burn anyone with her piercing grey eyes. It's been a month since I saw her, when my hyper active match maker sister left us alone in that cafe. When Zay called me and told me to come to that cafe,I immediately know that she is up to something and my guess is correct when I saw Scarlett there with her brown hair and mesmerizing grey eyes. She has that aura around her which makes people forget everything and just get lost in her. She can captivate anyone with her natural and simple personality.

They’re probably tangled up somewhere, too busy fucking to remember classes. Grey’s jaw tightened. “That’s a stretch,” he muttered under his breath. But the image still crept in. Scarlet’s sharp red hair tangled in someone’s hands. The Lycan’s grip possessive. Breath hot. Bodies pressed together in secret shadows. Grey hissed softly and his wolf chuckled darkly. “Jealous?” “Shut up,” Grey muttered under his breath. A few students glanced at him strangely. He straightened in his seat. Focus. The classroom buzzed with unnatural energy today.

let go of the mouse and chased after him. “How are you? Looks like you owe me eight hundred pennies!" Grainne scoffed. "Nothing, I just don't want to bother you by flirting with that person." Carwyn Levi tried to sound calm, but his voice was filled with resentment. “What brings flirting? I said I'm just a normal online friend, I haven't even met my face yet, are you jealous?" Grainne seemed to smell the sour vinegar wafting in the air, realized that the Grand Master Levi seemed to be jealous of him, felt amused in his heart, and smiled as he approached Carwyn Levi. Carwyn Levi ignored her, continuing to pretend to play with Harry. Grainne grinned and said to Harry, "Son, go to your room an

Damn it was nothing more than making this John in between my legs stand firmly like the monster he was, and the surge to take Grey off the way kept on rising at the peak. “ The girl is a drug.” I ran my hand into my ebony low fade as I told Lolchan. He smiled as his eyes ignited like the sun, as he heard that. His eyes confirmed it, she was a beautiful drug…. but unharmed. Sort of a poison but not dangerous, who would not kill for a girl like that? Now I can fully understand the mystery behind slaying his cousins for her. “ Grey won’t let anything touch her still..” Lolchan said drowsily as he put a pillow under his head for comfort.

A young woman? Grey scoffed in his mind. He could never see her as just that. Especially not after all these troubles she had given him. Then he thought of the council. The Everlasting Tree. The dragons. Stormfang. Everything resting upon one frightened girl who couldn't even stay inside a warm room. His irritation hardened into something colder. Something darker. "I hate this." Grey growled underneath his breath as he kept running. "I hate this contract marriage." Another step. "I hate this impossible responsibility."