Novel & Cerita Morally Grey Books

A loud laughter that echoed through the room left my mouth. “Damn,” I said, wiping laugh-tears off the edges of my eyes. Then it clicked. Those luxury gloves he gifted me. Exactly. Only someone of his caliber could purchase that. Damn… this shit was getting more interesting than I thought. I picked up the book on the seat and…. There it was. I wasn't wrong at all. His name, signed on the big-ass book. Grey Sthor. Confirming my earlier predictions. Nice… And the book was… “Basics of Health.” It was a medical textbook.

Then I add, “But I’m not in any rush to be a grandmother.” Noah chokes on air. Emily snorts in the front seat. Raven bursts into laughter. “Trust me,” Raven says, wiping her eyes, “I’m not ready for that stage of life either.” The tension breaks. Just for a moment. Just long enough to breathe. Grace and Liam are already hauling my books into the dining room when we arrive. Stacks and stacks of them—old leather-bound grimoires, Warren family journals, spellbooks, prophecy collections, everything I’ve ever studied.

Others become impossible to untangle from it. When Morrow finished securing the lower rooms and came back up, I said, “We’re moving.” He frowned. “Where?” “Greyfen.” That drew a reaction from nearly everyone present. Jennifer because the word meant nothing and therefore threatened to become important. Ayla because she had heard the name before and understood enough by now to know it led deeper rather than out. Morrow because Blackthorn wolves did not go to Greyfen lightly, not in peace and certainly not as fugitives. “Why?” Jennifer asked.

“Good. Maybe that will show her that she fucked with the wrong people.” “What happened in the past was so screwed up and we lost everything because of her and whoever that witch was that helped her. Hopefully she will tell us because I want to find them and make them suffer.” “I agree Zay. I do have a question though.” “What’s up?” I ask curiously. “Do you have a weird feeling going on too? Like something good but bad is about to happen?” “No. What do you feel is going to happen?” Gray sighs and leans back. “I have no idea but it’s like I feel giddy with a feeling of dread is on the horizon.”

“Now look for the answer to this doubt.” Then a light came on in my head, something that made sense. I began to flip through all the books at my leisure, and the hours flew by. It felt good to be there, with all the knowledge, it didn't make me feel like I was in a strange place. One of the books that caught my attention the most was red with gray. On the cover it said "The Birth of a Second Omega." The title caught my attention.

Mathias warns me to not open it. “Well, there’s only one way to find out,” Tawny flips the simple catch on the box and opens the lid. Inside is a single leather-bound book, about five or six inches thick, with pressed paper. The book was indeed old. I lift the book out, place it next to the box it came in and open the cover. “Well, that sucks,” Clicking her tongue and throwing her hands on her hips, Tawny says, “Are all the pages written in code?”

I can't believe this little witch is literally trying to rile me up right now, only if she knew that the Darkwood elder Mickey was actually with the blades too. “Yeah, of course, so we should be cautious,” I responded with a smile. “And last and the most dangerous of them all are the Grey's.” The moment she said the name Grey's, the whole room turned cold, and I could feel the crazy tension and that is a given since the Grey's are equally dangerous as the Darkwood and even much more sinister than them. They will do everything possible to get what they want regardless of what, and they never let a grudge go no matter what.

She drops the last item to the floor, and I stand in front of her. "Not yet. I won't fuck you yet, Angel, not when you have no fucking idea about things." "I've read books, Gray." Her words are sharp. I know she reads books. It makes her brothers uncomfortable as hell when it's clear the book she's reading is smut.

"Have you read these books? I mean, have you read every page of each one?" "No, although I have learned quite a bit from it." The two men widen their eyes. "But what's going on anyway? Why are they reacting this way?" They both go into a deep silence, thinking about the best way to start the subject. The dark-haired demon points with his finger to the black-covered book. "That is a Grimoire of Dark Magics. You probably used some spell from here to summon me." Then he points to the other volume, the gray-covered one.

And the fact that she still didn't lie made it even worse. "She is a reporter, she earns her bread with it." "But that doesn't mean she has to ..." “Grace! Eve! “, Mr. Keiper matures across the room. "If you don't take part in the conversation, at least be quiet and listen!" "Sorry," we both mumbled at the same time. I pulled the newspaper over to me and read the lines again that had spoiled me all morning. Proles madness in humans The level of the Venator's Guild continues to decline