Lord John Grey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked trembling, slowly taking my seat back on the edge of the cot next to Toby. "I don't know much," the man shrugged, gripping the bars of his cage. "But they say he has intense, gleaming black eyes. And his Lycan form is a midnight-black wolf. The biggest, most terrifying creature you’ll ever see." “Gleaming dark eyes. A massive black Lycan” The prisoner's words echoed violently in my head, but I couldn't hear the rest of what he was saying. The world around me faded into a piercing, ringing silence as the staggering, terrifying realization finally crashed down upon my soul.

God, I couldn’t wait to see what he looked like, and what he would think of me. After almost an hour of waiting, I finally heard the door creak open. My eyes glistened in anticipation as I stared on with the big smile Dad had told me to wear. The door opened, and in walked who I assumed was Grey De Luca. My excitement immediately turned into a deep, chilling nervousness as I observed him. He was prettier than I expected, with jet-black hair that fell perfectly over his forehead. His eyes were a deep shade of grey, cold and indifferent. He wore black pants and a white T-shirt that made him look even more imposing. He didn't walk in; he invaded the space. The air seemed to drop five degrees.

“Jacks! Don’t hurt him.” Gray straightened. “I’m done.” He gave me a hard look over my shoulder. “You call me by name, to save your Dog?” “Lionel!” I cried. Seeing the long grass dancing in desolate field where I could just see the crumbling ramparts of an abandoned castle. I barely noticed it as I rushed forward, jerking brutally when I hit the end of the chain. Again. “Gray!” I stomped. Looking from him to the field. “He’s fine, Baby Girl.” Gray’s voice dropped. “I didn’t kill him.”

While I agreed that it would need to be a high-ranking member who had spied or betrayed the kingdom without suspicions, it was still annoying for him to have chosen out of everyone, my closest friend, to throw under the wheels. I am at Landon’s side in a few seconds, stopping him before he would seriously hurt the elder. I couldn't help but shake my head in wonderment. Foolish people grew old too. Gray did not appreciate the fact that his closest ally and Beta was under such an attack, a heavy accusation of harming his mate. Gray and Landon's beast, Ollen, had grown this very strong bond such that they considered each other as more than friends. “Can you defend this?” I shot in annoyance, my

“The day he appeared at the orphanage, the nuns showed him their little angel, and he immediately set his eyes on her. Of course, he wasn't interested in raising the girl, but in selling her. He believed he could earn good money from her. Grey overheard Giacomo's conversation with one of his associates and offered to go with Giacomo if he promised never to touch the girl.” My body began to tremble. My gaze fell to the wine glass as I muttered, “That was… incredibly noble of him.” “That it was,” Lanzo agreed. “So, you see, Grey's entire life revolved around his Princess. He literally lived for her. He told himself that he needed to survive Giacomo's insane training so he could make sure that

He stepped forward, boots pressing into the earth with a crunch that echoed louder than it should. “Allow me to introduce myself,” he said, his tone carrying weight, like he was on stage, waiting for applause. “My name is Vincent Grey. The bastard son of a lycan.” His lips curved sharper, almost mocking. “Of course, you could call me Vincent Black. But I prefer Grey. Because when you mix white and black together…” His smile stretched cruelly. “…you get grey.”

Everleigh took the one on my left while Grey took the one on my right. “So, this is going to be an awkward conversation for all of us but it needs to be done.” I started. “In all honesty I’m shocked but extremely happy with this situation. I’m glad Everleigh is back and that she will have another person to protect her like the way she deserves. Not saying I don’t trust others but as her mates we will risk our lives before letting anything happen to her.” “This is a very strange event. I had the weirdest dream last night about the three of us and the moon goddess saying that she gave me a second chance mate and that it would be nonother than my future Luna.” Grey said quietly looking at the c

Aiden asked, his voice low. The old man shook his head. "No. But I heard the rumors. About a werewolf tearing up the town. And then I saw it for myself. The destruction, the chaos. I knew then that it had to be Grey." Aiden and I thanked the old man for his help and left the bar, lost in thought. It was a few days later when we finally caught up with Hunter Grey. We found him in the woods, surrounded by the ruins of a small cabin.

I fold my arms. Jayson raises a brow. "Ian?"" I tick my head. "Ian Wolfstrike. Head of the Lycans and my ex best friend. He blew up my house." River pointed at me. "We are going to have a serious sit down about what Red Rock is producing."

"There's no us, CJ. You should know that by now." We stroll slowly down the street, headlights burning my eyes as a car speeds past us. "I know you think I asked you to come on this walk to talk about us," says CJ. "But I actually wanted us to talk about a friend of mine from England, Grey." Is this some joke? Talk about his friend? What does that have to do with me? "Grey was a good friend of mine. Charming and funny. He had a way with women and was known to many as a womanizer. He slept with different girls every night and he was so afraid of commitments though you'd catch him dead if he ever confessed to that,"