Lord John Grey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My vision had become blurry, and my only desire was to murder the person who was going to murder my partner. Just when he was about to execute my friend, something unexpected happened. My mouth opened to howl, and my eyes burned, blazing crimson. I was beginning to grow hair on my body when my hands snapped out of position, and I let out a painful groan. I couldn't take the weight of my hands, and all I could think about was killing Alpha Thorne.

Noah felt pained by his brother's cold demeanor and a smile curved at the did eof his lips, he pointed to the tree behind Grey and screamed. "Cockroach!" Grey jumped almost immediately into Noah's hands as he shook in fear, Noah in turn burst into laughter after seeing his elder brother cower at the mention of cockroaches, Noah saw the Grey he had grown to admire once more, the Grey that feared cockroaches but all that was in the past as after their parents death he stepped in to become the alpha and became the ruthless devil they knew. Grey saw that he was tricked and cleared his throat before regaining his composure, Noah tried to hide his laughter while Grey shot him a death glare.

“If we don’t find the Heart of the Greykin, my brother will succeed in wiping out every last Greyskin. Your people, my people... we’ll all be gone.” Lia crossed her arms, her anger still simmering beneath the surface. His words struck a nerve, but she wasn’t about to let him manipulate her. She had been alone for so long, forced to survive in a world that wanted her dead. The last thing she needed was to be dragged into another noble’s war. “Why should I help you?” she asked coldly. “You’re part of the system that oppressed my people. You’re the one who stands by while your brother burns villages and hunts us down.”

Dead in every way except breathing. Yet now... He knelt before Grey in wolf form. Entirely aware. Grey descended the steps slowly. "Lyon..." His voice sounded strangely rough. The former knight smiled weakly. "I apologize for my appearance." Grey ignored the joke. He grabbed Lyon's wolf head and put his own forehead against Lyon’s. "Look at me." Lyon obeyed. Grey searched his face desperately. No vacant stare. No confusion. No feral instincts. Only exhaustion. Only relief.

I can feel my fingers and toes twitching as she moves her mouth down to my flacid member trying to get it to stand to attention. Finally, I am able to move my arms and I reach down and pull her off my member but it causes her to fall onto my chest. I hear a loud snarl from the doorway and I crane my neck to see who it is. Grey. His eyes are shimmering as he fights his wolf for control. I'm sure this looks bad, but it's not what it seems. He turns on his heals and storms out of the room. My legs still feel like they have pins and needles in them, but I force them to stand, dumping Magenta onto her ass on the floor with a thump.

Grey is a werewolf. Then it was like a bulb lighting up Aubrianne's mind. "Is that why he arranged the interview? Oh goodness, Jada, you already got to him, didn't you? You have already sunken your claws into Mr. Grey and corrupted him, didn't you?" She leaned back on the lounge chair, looked at the sky, and smiled wickedly, "Oh, poor Mr. Grey." Aubrianne breathes, feeling helpless for the man. Jada gets hot for someone. Then, when she loses interest, it is over for them. She couldn't bare the thought of Mr. Grey being treated that way, used and dismissed.

Grey called Han to tell him about James' request towards Lordes. "I'll let Mr. Lin know about this, Grey. Don't worry!" Han said before hanging up the call. "Thank you, Han!" Grey leaned against the wall near the corridor leading to James' Penthouse. He stood alone, feeling restless and anxious. He couldn't imagine if James had Delilah as his sex subdued in bed. Grey acknowledged what kind of fetish James had on his bed. "Oh… Miss Starley. My heart..." Grey mumbled sadly and bent down to caress his chest. Grey could not bear the pain sipped inside his heart due to Delilah. He didn't want Delilah to experience the same thing every Dubrich girl James had before.

“Enough of that. Let the boy come.” The woman turned to Wayl. “What? But—” “If it is to strengthen our bonds, then so be it. We need each other. We can’t afford to keep on being suspicious.” Lidon gave a quick smirk to those who were surrounding him. The woman in front of him glared at him. Lidon took two steps forward when the woman whispered. “We’ll also be watching from the shadows.” *** Grey was in no mood to be disturbed. He had been staying up late with little to no hours of sleep or even a short nap. Hearth’s forces were being dwindled as the plan dragged on so they were short on hands. He was doing everything he could to make up for their past losses.

I kept my sights forward before seeing the two women looking down at me with wide grins. Lydia. I shouldn't be surprised considering I was a product of cheating death and yet seeing her stand so callously over what was about to be a bloodbath, I was distracted long enough by her presence to ignore that detail. My feet came to the steps on the east side of the cage as a mindless Grey circled inside. Like a wild animal recently caged, he was assessing his surroundings with only his human features reminding me of the man he could be. His claws remained prominent, now stained with blood while the same evidence of murder came to his neck and his upper cheek, becoming a nightmare for a sleep I was

“Fear? You mistake disgust for fear, this little hybrid.” That alone almost broke me down. I hate when I'm being constantly reminded that I'm a hybrid “ hmmm... Lucian Grey, I don’t make any mistakes.” My voice carried just enough to echo in the hall. “You can hate me, Lucian Grey, but you can’t unmake what the moon has written.” A low murmur rippled through the pack. They could feel the air thicken, though only the elders seemed to truly understand what was really happening between us.