Jaden Grey 소설 & 이야기

His tattoos and a chain similar to Drake with different pendant was peeking through the shirt. Kaiden layed back on the sofa scrolling through his phone. They were in Hunter's study. "Where is he?" Kaiden asked Drake who sat beside him with a sigh. "Guest room." Hunter turned around and walked towards his desk. He leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest. Both looked at Kaiden. Kaiden put the phone down and clasped his hands leaning forward. "His name is Neal. Neal Jayden Knight. 24 years old. Veterinarian. Only have mother, no siblings. Single. Lives with his friend Arjun Arthur Harris. They moved to LA four years ago." Kaiden told the details he had received.

I eagerly waited to hear what he wanted to say. "I know you already know who Mr Altamira is right?" "Yes, dad." "Okay, so he has a grandson named Adriano James Altamira. We Americans call him Adrian or AJ. He is a very famous man. I'm pretty sure that you've seen him on billboards. He is a very successful businessman. He's going to be 32 years of age this October." he stated. 'Adriano Altamira, I have heard that name before. Lord Jesus, where have I heard it?

He really must have been worried. “Sorry, Dad. This is… Jack. Grey. He… is going to help me with some homework.” Again the guy behind her dad was laughing. Jim stepped aside so he could come inside as Jack stepped over to offer her father his hand. “Mr. Harrison, I’m Jack Grey. It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.” Jim extended his hand, looked Jack’s over like he thought there might be one of those buzzers that shock people hidden in his palm, and then shook his hand. “Jack Grey?” he repeated. “Are you related to Victor?”

His eyes—those terrible, pale eyes—glowed faintly in the dim light. King Valerian was the embodiment of a warrior king—tall, broad-shouldered, and carved from muscle and discipline. His physique was built not by luxury but by centuries of battle, every line of his body honed like a weapon. Unlike most alphas, his skin bore a faint, icy pallor, a reflection of the frozen lands he ruled, and his long, silver-streaked black hair flowed like the northern winds he commanded. But it was his eyes that set him apart—piercing pale grey, almost white, glowing faintly with the eerie calm of a predator who didn’t need to snarl to be feared. Even in silence, Valerian commanded a room, a man of both chill

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

I wore a real smile that evening since I had good news for Damon. My Uncle had sent me a message. I had been invited to start my training at the Silver Sword Academy. I couldn't wait to let Damon hear it. Even my mom hadn't found out yet. With my eyes still shut, I stomped my right foot on the ground, the left partially in the air, still trying to get his attention. I was this clingy, funny girlfriend of his. We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him.

“Aliyah Norman. That woman really got on my nerves.” “What did she do?” Alphonse had always been curious. Whatever Aliyah did, it was enough to make Aiden’s father chase him out and disown him. Paul had always loved and doted on his son, so for him to suddenly throw him out and cut him off… Aliyah must have played a good game. “Boss!” A boy ran in, excited—overjoyed that the first person Aiden asked for was him. Jaden, a tall nineteen-year-old with golden hair, stood by the door, sweaty like he’d just come out of a boxing ring.

he breathes, his words carrying a weight of reverence and longing for the memory that haunts his thoughts. With a steadying breath, Kaden's frustration ebbs away, replaced by a softer expression as he delves deeper into his recollection, each word a brushstroke on the canvas of his memory. "Do you know that the shade of her auburn hair is rare to be found?" he muses, a note of awe lacing his voice as he reminisces about the ethereal beauty that left an indelible mark on his soul.

I trust him with my life. Grey doesn't have a mate or much of a family. He is always with Jaxon unless Jaxon tells him to do other things throughout the pack. Jaxon said he feels better when Grey is with me just in case of another attack. Sometimes Grey is a little extreme about his duty to protect me and he will even wait outside the bathroom door while I shower or use the toilet. Grey has two personalities I am pretty sure. There is the laid back "Just Grey" and then there is the "On Duty Grey" who is very serious and never smiles. He barely blinks.

"Didn't Jade tell you that his brother was found. I mean... The real grandson of the Alejandro's. His name is Denver. Denver Collins. He's the CEO of CBRE group." "What? How is that even possible?" Sapphire quirked an eyebrow in disbelief. "Wasn't he dead long ago in an accident? I mean-" "Investigations had been carried out already but it was reported that this news is indeed true. There are proofs and evidence about these already. It just took us so long to get to him. Actually, on that faithful day, Jaden escaped and was taken to the hospital by the real owner of CBRE. Then, he got adopted but Jade had Memory lost die to that accident. Not untill two years ago when he regained it all. To