Jean Grey X Men Novels & Stories

Looking Sharp in one of Jeremy's black T's that had a skull pasted up front and a black jean to go with. "I don't think the eye candy is from this pack but he definitely should be.. look at him!" Rowena joined the gaze fest ogling over his figure. "He's like a fallen angel with broken wings but still blazing hot at the same time.." "Umm you both know you are already marked and mated right!?" Ten tried to remind them. "And so, we are just admiring the goddess's work of art! Wait he's looking over here why's he walking over here!?" Ten finally paid attention to the man they were talking about. It was Grey approaching.

Grey remarked with a smirk that stunned Damien into speechlessness, Delia and Andrew providing sound effects by saying, 'ohhhhhhh! "Haha, like, you never have," Damien retaliated, pursing his thin lips, his forehead creasing with his furrowed eyebrows. "Do I still do it?" Grey asked smugly, giving Damien a superior look. "No," Damien sighed, dropping his head in defeat. Grey smiled and reached out, ruffling Damien's already disheveled hair, "Take some notes, little bro." "Okay," Damien looked back up at Grey and smiled a genuine smile. But what surprised me was the fact that they actually were related. Their personalities and expressions were so alike, I guess it wasn't that farfetched to as

Grey ran his hands in his hair “There is nothing happening that I don’t know now Grey, so you not being able to explain anything to me is a shitty ass excuse!” she fired before swiping her car keys off the table “Joan wait” He let out a frustrated sigh as he moved towards her, she placed her hands on her hips and had this expressionless face. She didn’t have time for his shit or watch him wallow in self guilt in front of her. “Bernard is creating another werewolf, a shape shifter in fact we call it the beast” Grey started explaining, Joan might be mad that he didn’t let her in on this information earlier but so far she seemed calm to hear

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

Kian and I were twisted around each other when Damon and my mate appeared from thin air. "Why aren't any of you helping," Grayson growled and Sköll crossed his arms and gestured his head towards me, biting Kian's throat. "I don't feel like we could do any better," he stated bluntly. Just when I was about to rip out his jugular the bastard disappeared. I dropped to my feet and spit his blood and flesh from my mouth, finding it distasteful. "You are a badass, mother!" The white blonde-haired young man said. I nodded and said, "thank you, Xavier, my son."

And one more thing, people might perceived him as a flirtatious man, but he can't stand women being so close to him. He has never been with a woman before, except his mom. Grey was always with the pack, all men pack of lycans. He may have waved to a thousand from women before, but those are done from a distance. “This is a chemistry laboratory and you are not a professor from the chemistry department. Why would he ask a favor from someone like you? I mean, no offense” Justin added looking straightly to Grey’s eyes. Her expressionless face has changed to somehow mocking Grey's appearance on the laboratory.

I helped save that family, and that was all that mattered. In a matter of seconds, we were free. The family collapsed on the ground in front of us and people quickly swooped in to help them into the building. I stopped in an attempt to catch my breath, but I was rudely interrupted by a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Grey, a mixture of anger and pride swimming in his eyes. He was filthy, covered from head to toe in black ash. From the corner of my vision, I noticed that Jax was tackled to the ground by an excited Gracie, but I couldn’t look away from Grey. I was about to ask him what his problem was when he suddenly pulled me into him.

Jayden growled. “I will find her before you will, she will be mine!” he growled and disappeared before Gage could grab him. “So, what happened to her, where is she?” Gage asked. “She has been sent back to the past, she will not remember anything that has happened, she doesn’t know who we are. Her powers are bound until the wars break out again." Jayden said. “Gray Eyes has been rebound.” He said before disappearing into the darkness with the other vampires, until another war breaks out every supernatural realm would live in peace, Gray Eyes would remain asleep until she is needed again, wars always happen, how long would it last this time?

Varhen and Greyson walked in. "You arrived." "We heard that Heather fainted. Is she alright?" "Your cousin is alright but you should have not let Greyson come back with you ah. He still have practicals." "That's okay madam," Greyson smiled as he bowed his head as a greeting towards the two masters of this mansion. The madam beckoned them to sit down. When Jean saw Greyson again, his eyes become cold, staring at Greyson with burning eyes. Greyson just smiled at him as if he didn't care about Jean at all.

My hand, instinctively, moved to his back, pulling him close as my eyes closed. But then, a loud thud echoed through the room. The door had swung open. I froze. My eyes snapped open, and I saw Grey standing in the doorway. He was frozen, his hand still on the doorknob. His eyes were wide, and I watched as the light in them seemed to break. A millisecond later, they blurred with tears. Fuck. What have I done? "Grey!" I choked out, finally finding the strength to shove Xander away. Xander stumbled back, looking annoyed that he had been interrupted. Grey didn't say anything. He didn't yell. He took one look at us, his face twisting in pain, and then he turned and bolted back down the hallway.