Jiren The Gray Novels & Stories

Sudden energy rises through our bodies as we absorb the dark energy. I look to where Jiro is standing and saw his once full-of-life eyes... turn lifeless in less than a second, as his violet hair turns darker. He suddenly shouts in pain as a tattoo quickly appears on his lower arm. He fell on his knees the more his pain increased. Then the magic circle under him disappears, leaving him holding his arm before he fell to the ground.

He asked, immediately taking notice to Aaron's hair. Aaron felt pleased, for some strange reason. "Blonde is bold, you know." He tried joking. "You mean black?" Adrian asked. "Blonde is bold," Aaron said. "Black is a rebel, while brown, is... In the gray. Just like yours." "Mine. Right." He ran his hand through his hair. "But I still like blonde hair. I think I might get mine dyed soon." Clearly it was the liquor talking, but Aaron felt the urge to just squeal like some cheerleader who just a thank you letter from her jocky crush.

A big and bold character pop up next to where Gray is, introducing himself to who knows who can see the characters popping out beside him out of the blue. Name: Gray Henn Age: 26 years old System: system 00000011414 Ability: Gravity Identity: Hero HS2 Special Circumstances: Brother-con Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Sealer Elite Heroes’ [Love and hate relationship with his naughty brothers]

Now seeing her twin who is falling into the sin and the taboo of its sealed memory, can she save the one she needed to before the time runs out THE MYSTERIES JAIRA REN FERRIER Created by the shard of the original Flame Prince and Holder of the elemental Fire and Zodiac Leo, Raiden, she is a fragment of the heart of the prince that possesses the ability of the healing flame of white. She is the puppeteer, thus is granted the ability of necromancy which she binds with loyalty among the commandments as their commander and task to be the two-faced coin between the ‘YIN AND YANG’. Quiet and often being seen alone, she holds the key of the maiden's past and will lead the maiden into the truth and

Melinda: No, he is already here. Lord Anex and Murea came in and surprisingly someone else came too. Lord Drago: Hmm. Who is this now? Lord Anex: Well why don’t you introduce yourself kid. Ban: Ohh it's you. I didn't expect to meet you here again, Grey. Grey: Good to see you again. My name is currently Grey Gremore. You may know my sister, she is here in this academy too. Lux: A named demon! He seems younger than any of us! How is he a Named one?

The hallways, the classrooms, the cafeteria-every square inch of this place belongs to me. "Nate!" I turn at the sound of my name, and there they are: Gajeel, Aiden, and Gray. My minions. The only people here who come close to matching my level. Gajeel's the muscle, tall and intimidating, with a perpetual scowl that could scare off anyone. Aiden's the charmer, always grinning and smooth-talking his way into trouble. And Gray? He's the brains. Calm, calculating, and always one step ahead of everyone else.

Jin couldn't stand. The black armor that grew from his skin was too heavy. It was eating him. Every second as S-, his A+ body screamed. [ Warning: Monarch Body Rejection - 12% ] [ Stabilization Required: 8 Hours Deep Sleep In Shadow ] [ Temporary C-Rank Legion: 59 Minutes Left ] Ren held him, but Ren's own hands were glowing black. Ren had never been C-Rank. Not even D-Rank three days ago. He was an E-Rank who couldn't lift a sword. Now his veins had black lines.

Iris continues, “I didn’t know him long, but every day I saw exactly what my mother always said he was: resilient. Brave—” “Handsome,” Irene cuts in, laughing. “Shut up,” Iris rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling. “What I mean is, Perseus Gray Cage is far too legendary to be taken down by dragon-shifter arrows and a fall from a cliff. You’ve heard the stories, haven’t you?” “Yes,” I say, my lips curling into a soft grin. “The great Lycan King.” “The one who conquers cities and brings the world to its knees,” Irene continues, pitching her voice like she’s telling an old heroic tale.

Madchen smiled at them, they never uttered a judgemental word against her when she enacted her frenzied revenge on Jason, they just stood back and let her have her moment. The dark haired woman, Gayla, was there, along with the huge man who held her back, as well as the handsome lanky African American man, who could be no older than Madchen herself. .From what Madchen could gather, anyone who crossed these loyal mercenaries would not live to tell the tale. She shuddered at the thought of the things these people had done to avenge and save others, for they were not the gentle kind, and she was honored to be in their presence. At the head of the rectangular bamboo table sat a middle aged woman

I think her name was either Julie or Jessi. “Oh, I’m not a wolf,” I said. “I’ve only recently found out I’m a shifter, but not exclusively one animal.” “So, you’re sort of a freak of nature?” another girl asked. I shrugged. “I guess, but aren’t we all freaks in one way or another?” A few laughed. “I like her,” Ami said. “She reminds me of my cousin.” “Wait,” another girl said pointing to Kimi, “if you’re Riri’s sister, you’re a Graycort!”