Mrs Grey Novels & Stories

Mrs Grey argues frowning. "If I'm going to be wrapped up in the world of magic, I think I will need a reminder of what is like, just living a normal life. Plus, Britney is my emotional support." I concluded. "What she said again." Britney giggles some more. She's really not helping her case right now. "Awwn, I'm your emotional support. That is so sweet." She whispered in my ear, I chuckled. Mrs Grey sighed, "Well, whatever. Just come in, but I do not know if the others would be in support of this." She eyes Britney from head to toe, then sighed again... turned around and head for the house. Britney and I followed from behind.

“I’m… I’m Mrs. Stanley. Mr. Stanley’s wife. And you must be Mr. Grey.” He stared at me, his lips tightening. “Women like you disgust me,” he snapped without hesitation. My breath caught in my chest. Had I heard that right? “Did you just say I disgust you?” I asked, stunned. He didn’t even blink. “You claim to be his wife, yet you go around cheating on him. Yeah, I saw the whole thing.” “Mr. Grey, please,” I pleaded quickly, pushing down the wave of anger and shame rising in me. “I need your help. This is about my dignity—”

Hanging my bag on my shoulder, I followed him outside, stroking out of his room as we made our way to the main hall. “Have you gone insane, Christian? How could you do that to Katherine—” the woman’s voice quickly halted immediately I reached her sight, stepping away from the shadow of Professor Grey. “Hannah didn’t inform me you had a guest.” Her eyes stilled on me for a second more before pushing back to the man. “Good day to you too, Brown,” Professor Grey greeted her before introducing me to her. “Brown, this is Ms. Julianna Gabbys.” “Hi there, it’s nice meeting you,” said the woman to me. She appeared really nice too. She was probably the only person associated with Professor Grey who s

Mykel replied in his coldest voice. “What’s happening here?” A loud voice resounded across the street. They all looked to where the voice was coming from and found Mrs. Gray in her red dress, looking angrily at Kevin. It is very unusual for Mr. Gray to be angry at anyone. She had always been soft and gentle to everyone. “Mrs. Gray,” Kevin started but Mrs. Gray did not give him a chance to talk.

"They pulled a liter of fluid out of your pleural space. They said the cells they found weren't just inflamed. They were... changing. Crystallizing." "The Grey," I whispered. My voice was a ghost of itself, a raspy tear in the quiet room. "My body is turning into a monument to a pack that hates me. Funny, isn't it?" Silas finally looked at me. His amber eyes were flat, devoid of the pity I’d grown to loathe. "It’s inefficient. You’re no use to me as a corpse, Elara. We have a bridge to build and an empire to dismantle." He stood up and walked over, placing a thin, sleek laptop on my over-bed table. He didn't offer a hand to help me reach it. He knew I’d rather crawl across broken glass than

He smirks, “And I’m gay.” George blinks, “I appreciate the outfit, not the woman.” He nods and coughs, “Apologies. I’m George, and this is Celine.” He holds out a hand. He grins and shakes it. “Greyson, nice to meet you both. I’ve heard a lot about you guys from Maggie. And I don’t take it personally, I know what shifters are like about their mates.” He smiles. Behind Greyson and Maggie was an older woman. She looked to be in her nineties as far as he could tell, her face was covered in fine lines and her eyes matched her children’s. But she had a small button nose, thin lips and her hair was white and tied up in a bun. She pushes Greyson aside,

Somehow, a random lady screaming 'Papà' sounded funny to them. I grit my teeth and with a long face, cursed internally 'Fvcking peasants!' Maybe they'll respect me when I get this job. Only-- I was distracted by the voice of a woman and turned to see Mrs. Grey approaching in her black cropped tuxedo blazer and the noise made by her classy stilettos heels announced her arrival. Mrs. Grey was the secretary at the front desk who asked me to sit and wait while she informed the manager of my presence in the building.

Grey's face, bracing herself for the truth. "Your mother, she was part of a secret organization," Mr. Grey revealed, his voice laced with regret. "She leaked company experiment papers, embezzled company funds, and even indulged in market manipulation just to take over this company. After she was caught, she tried to run away with company papers but she got into an accident that night. I heard she died from the accident" Brixlee’s heart sank to her stomach, as she tried to catch her breath that ceased.

Looking at the receptionist who was a blonde lady in her mid thirties, working on some files and typing something on the laptop in front of her eyes covered with glare lens glasses , who was well aware of Scarlet's presence there yet didn't bother to spare even a single glance to her, Scarlet cleared her throat and enquired about the CEO of GRAY'S CORPORATION . "Well ...... Excuse me ! could you tell me where could I find Mr. Gray ?" The receptionist glanced and replied at the girl as if she was looking at the most beautiful creature she had ever seen wondering as to how Mr. Gray got so lucky to have been visited by such a beautiful and pure girl, whose silhouette gave off a quite pure yet d

she asked with range, I close my eyes due to the humiliation, and clinging my hand into fit, A hand came on my shoulder and squeeze it a little, which make me open my eyes, I turn to the owner of the hand, Mrs. Grey gives me a look 'don't worry I am with you' look "Ms. Jenna, I am Mrs. Anna Grey, can we have some moment with you 'Alone' " Mrs. Grey emphasis word alone, "Fine!!!" Mom said throwing her hands in the air in frustration, she went with Mrs. Grey not before giving me a disgusting look,