Innocence D Gray Man Novels & Stories

There were six of them. I crossed my arms and took a long step back. That first man, who had a hay fork slammed through his bottom jaw and up into his skull tipped backward. Gray ripped it free as he fell and rounded to throw it like a spear at a man that was running at us from the left. Another on the far right was easing behind us to make a grab for me. Gray dived that direction and snatched the man by his collar. Ripping the sword from the sheath at the man’s side and running him through.

Olivia clicked on her bookmark, and the page opened instantly. The headline read: Want the real scoop on the Graysons? They both leaned closer to read. His hand gently squeezed her shoulder a little tighter. The first few paragraphs were about the life and times of Jack Grayson. How he had killed at least four people. How he quickly made the bulk of his wealth trafficking humans. Everything from people smuggling, organ and tissue harvesting, and sexual exploitation. Drug trafficking, of course, went hand in hand with the other. Such a tragedy, the car accident which claimed the life of Jack’s wife a couple of days before the trial… or was it? Did she know too much? Did he need to silence her

The knife trembled slightly against her skin, close enough that she felt its chill seep into her pulse. Breathing heavily, she stared at the unknown person, dressed like her. Covered face. Black trousers and top tucked in like an assassin. Torn. Mud-stained. “ Was it you? Hm?” He pressed the knife harder, his voice harsh and hoarse, filled with urgency and anger. His voice. Her eyes slowly widened. It can't be. She stared in disbelief as he looked over his shoulder like something was hunting him too. And then she saw it, his other hand.

No matter how the surface appeared, she always had this unconscious comfort in his arms though she knew they were perhaps tainted in something darker. Daniel sighed, "No." "I don't go around taking lives, bunny." He had other men for that. His voice was even, controlled. "Especially not any innocent person. What you saw is necessary for the kind of business I run. Some people need to be reminded of their place. Some situations require manipulation. If I don't do it, someone much worse will." Mili swallowed. Daniel must have noticed her expression because his voice softened. "Don't worry, Bella. I won't let you see things like that again."

And indeed, Ivon's illusion broke the moment he watched a woman helplessly laying on the ground, even after the first man took his time with her, she tried to stand up and run away but the next man laughed grabbing her waist and easily throwing her on the near couch unfastening his belt. The man, the same damn man he idolized, cried for years, and vowed to give Justice after Cyril took his life right in front of his eyes wasn't any victim or a saint, he actually was the culprit. Ivon couldn't hold back and tears rapidly flew from his eyes as he watched the video with blurry eyes. The camera seemed worn out, the footage wasn't clear yet was enough for him to see the faces and recognize his fa

Gray continued. Lucas stood beside me, his eyes fixed on the floor. His compelling powers had manipulated the autopsy results, ensuring our story remained believable. I watched Gray's face, his eyes squinting in concentration. "No, ma'am, there was no warning sign. It happened suddenly. We're all shocked," Gray reassured. The conversation continued, with Gray expertly navigating the delicate discussion. After what felt like an eternity, Gray ended the call. "Done," he said, exhaling deeply.

He was blind linking. " Gray, try and see if you can Mind link her," Gray grunted. " It's impossible, her mind's blocked but I can perceive her scent. She isn't good at all and..." The suspense was killing me. What the fuck does he has to say. " And?" I spoke, impatiently awaiting his answers. Gray remained quiet, focusing back on his task and then he jerked his eyes open while they glowed all crimson. A sign that he was angry. " She's been raped,"

Steven grabbed one of them by the hair and made him look at Steven. "Sorry...forgive me, sir, I...aahhhhh.." Steven burned the cigarette in the man's forehead and made him scream in pain, The man tried to struggle but Steven was stronger than he looked because of the help of the innerwolf he had. His eyes turned red which indicated he was very angry. Meanwhile, the other man was just scared and didn't dare to look at his friend who was talking a lot. Steven pushed the man's body until he was lying on the floor and still groaning in pain.

I already knew. She didn’t have to say her name…Emmeline’s presence was a constant in my mind, haunting me in silence and in dreams. “She’s my mate,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “Of course I’d always long for her…” Ava shook her head, her expression unreadable. “Even after her parents killed yours?” Lies. It was all lies. I know the truth now….Santos Gray is innocent. I let out a cold chuckle as I turned to face her. “Maybe Santos Gray is innocent. There’s nothing the Council wouldn’t do to cover their tracks.” My voice dripped with venom.

(Abbi's POV) Hearing Mable Bell's words, I hurried to Gray's house. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Gray, who was delirious and dumbfounded, and Mable Bell, who was standing by his side, asking him some very simple questions. "Are you the murderer?" "Yes," Gray replied blankly. "Why did you do it?" "Because I like Abbi Miller and want to help her kill Flora, the woman she hates." Gray's eyes were dull when he said those words. It would be great if he said these words in front of the police!