Mar'i Grayson Novels & Stories

She said. "It was in my father's dying wish for me to ensure his last remaining sister does not end up with a man from that wretched family, so that is what I will do until the day one of us dies," Max said, leading her across the room away from whatever it was she was looking at. "Last remaining sister? Mara is not dead even now," Maddison responded. Mara? Mara Jones was my mother's name... "She was dead to him," Max spat ending their dispute.

"I see what you're doing there. Don't even think for a second that you'll be able to escape me that easily." Yvette Macklemore, Yve, a total sweet heart. Your classic black rainbow lollipop, with a bit of sourness: sweet, and feisty - just his type o' gal –light caramel skin, black hair with pink highlights at the sides, 5feet6, who still argues that she's still the tallest of them both. She can be too fucking cheerful, it's nauseating. McCleron made certainty to avoid her in public, with enough fortification to tune her out long enough when they are together.

My throat gets dry so I gulp some more whiskey. I can't go through this every day. I am turning into a maniac. Like a crazy old cat lady. "Ethan. I love you but I love me more. I am sorry. Sorry for," I wipe the tears from my cheeks. I feel a sharp sting as my tears touch my bleeding knuckles. Fucking salt in tears. “Ethan, listen carefully. I, Alpha Ryan Damison," I gulp down more whiskey as I need balls for what I am going to say next.

“She is not going anywhere without me, Mary. And if you think you can intimidate or manipulate her here, in my home, you are mistaken.” Mary tilted her head, pretending amusement, though her eyes betrayed the irritation that simmered beneath her surface. “Intimidation? I’m simply… offering perspective. You can’t deny how easily appearances can… influence others.” “I don’t need perspective,” Grayson said, stepping just slightly in front of me. “I need you to leave. Now.”

She muttered. He nodded, ‘It's a—' They were both interrupted by the sudden barge of Charisse, she spotted Kathleen and disliked her almost instantly, ‘Who is this??'. Grayson rubbed his temple in frustration and sighed, ‘She's my assistant. Kathleen Turner', then he gazed at Kathleen, ‘Kathleen meet Charisse Watson...my girl....my girlfriend'.

Marina leaned closer as she tried to claw her right hand onto his shoulder. “Marina, go home.” He commanded with his alpha voice, knowing pleasant words would not work on her. She nodded meekly and exited where she came from. Her demeanor took on a very reserved attitude as if she was a docile creature. ‘That was a fucking mess.’ Grayson turned on the cold water and stood under it to let his anger at Marina dissipate. ‘Stupid—’ He almost bowled over and slipped on the tiles when he felt sorrow greater than his father and mother’s death combined, hit him in the chest.

Gray replied succinctly: "I'm Gray Danvers" “You should bring a spare umbrella, because autumn is easy to rain.” Marris Redfield's eyes are a bit sad, it can be said that she is like a princess with perfect beauty walking in the rain. For the first time in her life Miyano Minami had to admit that someone was beautiful except her mother and older sister. A little way to the bus stop, Marris Redfield laughed. "Here, I have to turn, goodbye" Gray Danvers nodded and stepped into the dome of the bus stop, bowing once more to Maris.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

she mused. “But what if that is to throw everyone off?” Garrett said before Gage spoke. “Then they are going to die, I am sure I can kill enough before they can hurt me, and I am sure you guys are going to be close enough to the house to be listening anyway.” She said pushing her hair off her shoulders. “Of course we are,” Jayden said walking near the window. “I don’t like it here, the werewolves are unpredictable.” He said looking at her. “You can trust Maria, she and I go back a long time, she is a good witch.”

I was standing in front of the mirror, wearing a sparkly light grey dress that was brought to me along with four other dresses. Personally, I liked this dress a lot. I loved how it looked on me and how it hugged my body. The dress was long and decorated with a darker shade of grey beads; the high slit on the left leg of the dress made it look incredibly sexy, yet elegant at the same time. I heard somebody knocking on my door, so I went to open it. I found Adrian in front of me looking as handsome as ever. How did he manage to look so good 24/7? Was that another gift?