Invincible Alternate Mark Grayson Novels & Stories

"I won't fail her now." Grayson was struggling to stay on his feet, one hand pressed against his bleeding shoulder. "Lucas, get her out of here!" "I'm not leaving you like this," Lucas protested, but he was already pulling me toward the exit. "Go!" Grayson shouted. "I'll handle Victoria!" Despite his injuries, Grayson lunged forward and grabbed Victoria from behind, wrapping his good arm around her waist. "Let me go!" she shrieked, thrashing wildly. "Victoria, listen to me," Grayson said urgently. "This isn't going to bring you peace. Revenge never does."

He would know that the Blackwoods weren’t just strong — they were untouchable, united, and protected by a force he couldn’t comprehend. ⸻ Damon POV I returned to Gracelyn after the scouts fled, wrapping my arms around her and the baby. The golden thread hummed gently, alive, responding to our heartbeat, our presence. “They tested us,” I murmured, voice rough. “And they learned a lesson.” She leaned into me, eyes soft but fierce. “We’ll have to prepare for the next one,” she said. “Viktor won’t stop. He’ll escalate.” “I don’t care what he does,” I said, pressing my lips to her temple. “No one touches this family. Not the scouts, not Viktor, no one. We’re ready. All of us.”

I have to provide a better life for, at least better than mine. I got ready for work and while I looked in the mirror as I did my hair, I looked too much like my mother. When I was little Dad always used to say that I will grow up to be exactly like my mother. And now I can see why he used to say that. Both my parents died in a car crash 8 years ago, and since then a lot have changed for me and my pack. My brother Alex was throned as our Alpha even though he was a mere kid and my brother Archer was announced as our Beta after their demise.

Two missing humans since his father had been in town. “Sure. I'll see you later, “ he said tightly, opening the door. He pulled his phone out and called Gray, his second in command. Alessandro had turned the vampire centuries before Marcus was born, so Gray had been sour about pledging his loyalty to a younger vampire. But he had come to respect him during the war. Marcus had more than earned his place. “Everything going as planned?” “Mostly,” Gray replied. “The high priestess is comfortable. Says her wards are solid. But... I think I felt something off last night.”

There was a pin-drop silence. The subordinates who waved their arms and shouted about killing Cirocco were all looking with their eyes widened in shock. They could not believe what they just saw. Was Cirocco even human? That was too terrifying! He sent Grayson flying with just a single punch! Grayson was a top fighter of God of War caliber. He was the strongest in the Whistleblowers, yet the man across from him sent him flying so easily. Not only was Grayson's arm shattered, but the stone statue was shattered as well.

I yell at him in tears. "I know. I know you hate me,I don't deserve your love. I am the reason our son is dead,I'll forever blame myself for it. But Elias wouldn't want that,he wouldn't want his strong mom to hurt herself just because she is in pain. He would want you to be strong and fight through all this. He would want you to be the best mother to his other siblings in the future. It doesn't mean forget him,he is not dead he is always in our heart. He will forever be our son" Grayson says and my face softens.

'I can use that. Smiling to herself, proud to have found a solution, she waited in the car as the other girls knocked on the door and spoke to Jason Goldman. He appeared confused, battered and downtrodden... but alive. 'Kilgrayne could have slaughtered him along with his father, but it seems like he chose to let him live.' The thought filled her with hope. It meant that despite looking like a monster, he was capable of mercy. When they returned to the car, Jen gave an address to the driver.

And then, a final image — the Grayson Veronin symbol painted across the wall in blood-red pixels. The same mark that had burned itself into the warehouse hours ago. The Ghost hadn’t just resurrected my father’s systems. He’d resurrected his enemies. For a moment, none of us spoke. The air inside the vault felt heavier than oxygen, like the walls themselves were breathing with us. Roman D’Angelo.

“If I had him, I would have taken those precautions from the beginning in case something like this happened, and I wouldn't have been scared as you invaded us!” “Well, now you know we're not attacking, so you can calm down. My men are here just in case. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have some searching to do,” Grayson said before turning and barking off orders. Tate turned and led his team toward town while Grayson, Coal, and Maverick walked toward the packhouse. Mark stepped forward and opened his mouth to say something, but immediately closed his mouth when Grayson's eyes flashed red. The Alpha immediately paled. He had no idea that Alpha Grayson was part vampire. His hand immediately cover

"That doesn't make any sense." "Unless…" Jace stops. "Unless what?" she snaps at him, lifting her head, her blue eyes flashing amber. "Nothing," he shakes his head. "No! Go ahead, say it," she growls. "Go ahead! Say it! Say it! Grayson is sending us alone, without protection! Not because he needs the help here, but because he's offering us to Thantos! Right!? Say it! We're all thinking it!" Jace sighs. "It's possible that Alpha Grayson doesn't know Thantos's reputation for killing children."