Lord John Grey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"So let me be brief." I run them through everything that happened from when me, Tidiane and Cook left to when Luka and I barreled out of the sewer. I spare them no detail of my trip into the sewer troll queens lair, taking childish delight in watching some of them turn green. Werewolves generally tend to be on the clean to slightly vain side of the spectrum. Elder Graydon Airwolf has been watching me. "There's more," he says, "Luka has told you something that is making you anxious."

And Grey is best on that. Just like a skillful spy and paladin, Grey has gathered all the information he has to know. From this he has proven two things about Austin; first, she is abandoned by her parents and has no one aside from her friend Justin. Two, she is overly obsesses with the existence of mythological beings, especially the race of the lycanthrope. Only one is left for Grey to know, would Austin be able to accept the cruel and horrible truth about the lycans? Would she be able to hold her stand beside a monstrous and bloodthirsty beast?

[Lennox’s POV] My eyes widen as I watch a large lycan barrel towards us like a giant boulder. When in the hell had they gotten that big? Too shocked to move, I forget to do so until a hand reaches out and wraps around my arm, pulling me out of the way before the lycan manages to wrap its mouth around me. "Do you have a death wish?" Tensing, I turn to find Gray standing beside me with a look of both shock and annoyance in his eyes.

It's crazy, but I enjoy listening to them talk about Laura more than I do about work concerns. Call it addiction or whatever, but it keeps me from going insane for not touching her for days. Aside from the ongoing issues in the Allied Faction, I still do some clan business. I still invest, and my recent investment was in a real estate company owned by one Mr. Grey Malcolm— the young fellow whom I realized was gay. It was obvious from the way he looked at Boris during all our meetings. Apparently, he got his wish granted. Boris gave him the privilege to suck his cock on one of the days we finished our meetings in New York.

SEVENTY NINE: LUCIAN POV I left the mansion Jessica was in, long before the day could break, before the sunrise. The air outside was still cold enough to sting into my skin, it looked like the sky was holding its storm, the clouds were moving like it wanted to run but I cared not. Gray had called earlier, his voice was shaking when he told me "The Mafia God wants your presence" I already knew that killing Hex wasn’t something I could just walk away from. But I didn’t regret it... not for a moment.

Her whole body was paralyzed to the ground, and she had no power to stand. Grey was a part of the Jean family, so what hadn’t he seen? Yet, the sight in front of him was too much! ‘Isn’t this man Mandy’s live-in husband?’ ‘How could he bring so many soldiers from Sword Camp here?’ ‘Him!’ ‘What is his true identity?!’

His thoughts were a mess…Ethan collapsing, guardians appearing like demons summoned from thin air, Scarlet absence, probably whispering with the Lycan behind closed doors. He didn’t trust anyone anymore. He stepped outside into the courtyard and the cold wind slapped him across the face. His butler was already waiting beside his sleek black vehicle, posture rigid, expression unreadable as always. “Sir, ” the man greeted calmly. Grey didn’t respond. He just yanked open the door and slid into the backseat. “To the Lycan mansion,” he ordered. The engine roared to life instantly. As the vehicle shot out of the academy gates, Grey leaned back and exhaled harshly.

breaking the tension, and laughter spread through the crowd. Darius smiled and continued, "Now, as for the 'why,' your Luna here is not just any other Luna. John here is a hybrid warlock-shifter and a powerful one at that," He gestured towards Zion. "His grandfather is one of the oldest and most powerful warlocks alive". "And they want to drain John of his powers." The crowd reacted with awe, realising the extent of their Luna's strength.

said Grey fiercely. Roam continued his intense stare down of his rival for several seconds more, then he nodded, and headed towards the back door of my cabin. I knew he would shift once he hit the grass outside, my home and the darkness providing enough cover to keep any human eyes from seeing what they shouldn’t. At this hour, my diner was pretty much a ghost town anyway. Lily and Rand were likely fucking in the stock room to pass the time. Not that I wasn’t guilty of such transgressions myself, as Grey and I had gotten frisky there, as well as me and a meaningless guy I couldn’t even remember the name of two summers back. You were only young once. And then there were two and I turned my u

Why would Grayson, why would anyone want to take over this camp, why would he want to place us out in the open like this? It was happening. Ginny stood behind me, but I wanted to be behind her. I wanted to hide away from the shock and disgust that colored everyone's faces. They might have been grateful that they no longer had to fight a useless war with humans, but a human Luna now, that was ludacris to say the least. I take a good look at Grayson, he's nothing like Blaze was. He had a natural knock for an authorian, they all respected and fear him in one. He gave his blood for them, took them from tyranny. But my heart bled.