Morally Grey Characters Novels & Stories

Grandma Rosie said, eyeing each of us in turn, “there is balance in everything, a firm, solid dichotomy. Black and white, dark and light, above and below, and so on. Our world is truly split, like the yin and the yang. Even within humanity the lines between good and evil are so skewed that, should a compass of morality truly exist, it wouldn’t know which way to point its own needle. “Think of our world as the middle. We are the grey, the blur between black and white. Ellis and Kathrena here are proof that vampires can be good, and just of heart, and kind of soul.” I smiled to myself, a little swell of pride rippling through my chest. Skye squeezed my hand. Maybe he was proud of me, too.

I trust him with my life. Grey doesn't have a mate or much of a family. He is always with Jaxon unless Jaxon tells him to do other things throughout the pack. Jaxon said he feels better when Grey is with me just in case of another attack. Sometimes Grey is a little extreme about his duty to protect me and he will even wait outside the bathroom door while I shower or use the toilet. Grey has two personalities I am pretty sure. There is the laid back "Just Grey" and then there is the "On Duty Grey" who is very serious and never smiles. He barely blinks.

Then he turned to walk away. Fuck. I didn't know what to say. I mean… usually, I would just let people like this go. I don't like messy feelings. I hated feelings. I hated anything that looked like it. I mean, look at Riven—he… he just got busted. But right now, my heart—it was giving me a sharp tug. Grey had been there through everything. He lied, yes, but he lied because he wanted to please me? Like, he literally put his life in danger just because he wanted me to feel better? Like this guy knew me after me?

Mia said angrily, "What do you mean by I lost? D*mn it! Neil Brown, you're a big guy. And you take advantage of me when I'm injured? If you want, I can fight you alone when I have recovered!" Neil said, "I can defeat you without effort if you are injured. Why do I have to wait for you to recover?" Mia's face was full of disbelief. "Neil Brown, where has your morality gone to?" Mia exclaimed. He still answered with a serious face, "This is called a good strategy! What is morality? Can I survive on it?" Mia, "..." This was the real Neil Brown, a man without morals. A man like Neil Brown, who looked like a gentleman from the outside, was rotten on the inside.

He straightened when we approached. “Sir.” His voice was respectful. But not nervous. Interesting. Damien nodded once. “Grey.” So this was Grey. I looked at him properly now. And immediately understood the problem. He was the kind of man who noticed things. The kind who paid attention. Which meant— He was dangerous in a completely different way than Damien. Grey’s gaze shifted to me. Brief. Then back to Damien. “This must be the new assistant.” I raised an eyebrow. “That’s one way to introduce someone.”

I was sitting with the most powerful members of the organisation and the most brutal assassins in the country, yet I wasn't scared a bit. The generals were; Anthony Black a black American who was General Number Nine, had both genetic and body modifications, he was strong and very arrogant. John Grey was General Number Eight, and he wielded a katana, his skills followed up with his body modification made him exceptionally strong, but he had one problem he didn't know how to keep his mouth closed.