Mar'i Grayson Novels & Stories

she muttered, but Aiden just let out a loud scoff. Brianna reached into her back pocket, pulled something out, and handed it to Aiden. "What’s this?" Aiden asked, tearing it open. Inside was a marriage invitation. He blinked at it, unsurprised, and then smirked. "I was about to smack your head if it turned out to be someone else’s wedding invite," Aiden teased, his grin mischievous. Brianna pinched his arm with mock annoyance. "You’re such a pain." He laughed, shaking his head. "Can’t believe my annoying girlfriend finally found a man,” Aiden muttered dramatically.

“Yeah excuse you. Ignoring the instructions of the host is rude. The invite clearly specified black and white attire. What is this?” “I don’t think that should be a problem.” The woman stepped forward with a serene smile. “I’m Brent Gray. Nice to meet you.” Melissa’s face drained of color, her eyes widening in utter shock, almost popping out of their sockets. “What? G…Gray as in..” “I’m the daughter of Mr Gray of Gray corporation. I’m representing my father here. He’s not in good health. What I did not know is that this is how you welcome your guests. I’m hig….”

Nox POV Luna Keira Gray. Wife and mate of Alpha Liam Rudd. A twenty-three year old woman who was unavailable. Married! From the panties hanging on her finger and the look on her face, it was clear that she was having a busy life, indeed. Moments ago, when I walked in and our eyes met, my wolf growled, 'Mate,' calling out to her. But she'd looked away. I tried to do the same now, looking everywhere else but at her. I failed.

he shared, as he went to get a doctor. I sat with that for a moment, “She seemed to have been happy with Grayson,” I observed. Marly nodded her head, “She is suffering from the loss of her mate. But she is stronger than she looks,” she offered. “What does she want to do?” I asked, wondering if Marly and Carson had spoken with her.

Something about that line made Lora’s expression flicker briefly before she looked away. She adjusted the blanket near Marianna’s lap automatically before reaching for the discharge papers resting nearby. “You’re still supposed to rest after leaving here,” she muttered. Marianna sighed dramatically. “You sound older than me lately.” “That’s because you stress me constantly.” Marianna smiled faintly before finally noticing me properly near the doorway. Her eyes settled on me for a moment, then softened slightly with recognition. “Mr…?.” “Mr Grayson.” I answered. “You came too.” The words carried mild surprise.

That girl is mad, she doesn't know anything about such people. And what Jacob said about documents and two times call? Ms Gray didn't tell such a thing. There are surely some more things which I have to discover but at least about one thing I am sure that Ms Gray doesn't know about her marriage plan with Ryan. And about Ryan being a threat then at least for some weeks, I don't think I have any tension regarding him. He is busy in controlling damages and saving his other empire. I leaned over the chair to relax but Mary's message left me in grief. As she stated that Ms Gray has a fever but she is cranky to go outside.

“I already told you I wished to speak to her. That was just an opportunity thrown to me and I couldn’t just-“ Yara grabbed her the can of milk, Cara had brought earlier and threw it at Grayson, cutting him off. “You have no remorse, don’t you? What makes you think you can answer my calls, Grayson? What gives you the damn right? I don’t care to know how what made you do that, but, are you really this sick in this head?!” Yara was shaking now. Her eyes were moistened but she resisted the maddening urge to bawl her eyes out. Repeatedly, this man loved hurting her and making her feel worse. “I’m sorry I did it! You were never going to let me talk to your mother. And to be fucking honest, I do ha

as soon as I speak, a girl turns towards me. She has strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, and is around 5 foot 4 inches in height, her body's curvaceous, leaning towards chubby, and I am guessing she is approximately 20 years old. This has to be the girl my father wants me to mate. She smiles at me. “Hi, my name is Maree. It's wonderful to meet you.” Fuck no, her voice makes me cringe. “Hi, it's nice to meet you too, my name is Micheal, and this is Grayson.”

Mack muttered, knowing closely the feelings his sister had for Banks. - "Look at me, Mack. Do you really think I have no power over Evans?" the words were addressed to her brother, but Mariah was looking at Lora. Mariah Donovan was a model known in the fashion world for the impeccable work she did on the world's most famous catwalks. Even the way she spoke showed how disciplined she was. However, unlike his appearance, his personality didn't appeal to everyone.

"I'm sorry. God, I'm so sorry. I really love you! I only helped Grayson hurt your dad because I lost my mind for a minute! I couldn't tell you. I was scared you'd hate me!" Then, she said the words that made my blood run cold. "It's just a model. Even without it, Grayson's talented enough, and we'd still have a good life. Whatever you want, I can give it to you!" I was stunned by Maris' words. But then, as I thought about everything she'd done, it all made sense. This was who she really was. I stared at her coldly. "You and Grayson really are a perfect match. So tell me—why me?"