Naruto Gray Novels & Stories

Gray gave him a nod and cheerfully said, “You know, ever since I was a kid, I never get sick for a long time.” After resting for another night, his legs were truly fine. He even did martial arts perfectly. Leon shook his head and said, “But still… You should rest for more.” His face showed some concerns and he continued, “You said the Water Bark absorbed your energy, right… There’s no way you’re okay.” Gray didn’t answer, but instead he directed a powerful kick to Leon. Since he was caught off guard, Leon fell down on his back while trying to dodge it. “Why are you dodging it?” Gray laughed loudly and slapped his thigh.

Making my way out of the territory, I smile to myself knowing that my mate is now safe. Gray’s POV: I open my eyes to see a very familiar ceiling. I’m in my room. I slowly sit up, trying to remember what happened. I walk to my bathroom and stare at myself. My hair is a mess, I look like I haven’t showered in days. There is a bandage around my head. I take it off to reveal a faint scar on the side of my head. I take off my clothes and turn on the shower, letting the warm water run all over my body.

I need to blow off some fucking steam. As fighters, Gray and I are pretty evenly matched, and we give each other hell. Twenty minutes in, I’ve got blood dripping from my eyebrow, some killer road rash on my right forearm, and a gash in my left knee. Gray doesn’t look much better from his position across from me as he swipes his bloody knuckles off on his t-shirt, glancing across the field. “Damn…” Gray breathes, and I follow his gaze to see what has caught his attention.

Gray turned to look at me and he snorted, “You think I care about what these people think?” “You should care. You are the alpha! You represent Ever Moon now!” I emphasis, “And Nigel came here as the ambassador from Shadow Valley. Are you trying to start a war?!” A vein twitched on Gray’s forehead. Just when I thought I had called some rationality back to him, he sneered, “Regina, I will burn down this entire world if necessary.” I could tell that he meant business. “…Gray, let him go,” I insisted. Gray casted a sullen look at me and finally released Nigel, who fell on the floor shivering like a scared animal.

"Like...together, together. I'm in love with them." Niko's lips twitch, but he still doesn't say anything. None of them do. They're probably all waiting for Gray to finally snap and kill them now. Gray's breathing is heavy, ragged, his body vibrating with rage. He looks at the nearest table, like he might flip it or destroy it with his bare fists alone. But instead, he pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling slowly. "I really need to sit the fuck down." He drops into the nearest booth, rubbing his temples like I just shattered his entire sense of reality.

Erina pouted, climbed onto the bed, and sat beside Gray. And what I notice now is Gray's attitude; when Blake finished speaking, I saw Gray's shoulders tremble, and his hand hidden under the blanket also had dense blue veins as if he was trying to suppress his feelings. His natural touchback. I can understand his mood, is there any Alpha who hears terrible things about his pack and can endure them? But despite his anger, Gray couldn't let it show because it was an undeniable fact. The fact that I was brought to Black Moon was also a gift to act as a bridge between the two packs.

I said firmly, clutching the phone, which seemed to be pulsing in my hand, ready to explode at any second. The red wolf squinted one eye and, lighting a cigarette, smiled unpleasantly, exhaling smoke from his nostrils. - Grisha owes us more for the explosives... - Oh, you're a f*cking f*ck! - growled Gray and rushed at him. I dropped my phone and turned around, placing my hands on his chest. Of course, unsuccessfully, but the rest of the guys grabbed him from behind in time and began to pull him away. Gray furiously flared his nostrils, his eyes shone with a thirst for murder, but, fortunately, he allowed himself to be pulled away and vented his rage on some cobblestone.

he ordered as a low growl rumbled in his chest. Trembling, the guy rose to sit on his knees and fearfully met my glare. I recognized him then. His name was Gray, and he was from one of the southern packs. “I… I didn't know... I swear, I didn't know!” He clasped his hands together, staring at me as if I were a god he had offended. “Just fucking talk already!” Caspian roared. Gray swallowed, nodding. Then he sucked in a shaky breath before shifting his gaze back to me. “T-that new one... Kylar... He was talking about all kinds of things… I thought that he was just bragging…”

"At that time, BlackJack was not yet created. It was the eight of us, along with Jacob and his friends. We were very interested in mafia and gangs after watching movies, so we decided to roleplay the scene in our fantasy and created Grey Howl with Jacob as our leader. He was always the type that leads people into starting something, and I love that about him. Seeing how he cares for his friend as if we're all one big family. But then I meet a girl who moves to my neighborhood, named Sarah Vermilie. I fell in love at first sight, she was pretty. Prettier than any girl I've ever met, and as I get closer to her, my feeling grows. From a small bud into a big tree, When we're in middle school, we

“What will we do now?’ Yasike asked. Such a decision would not only affect Esther. He was also on the line. What would happen if Sindro, Uruke’s best warrior, won the tournament? From a young age, Sindro had participated in many tournaments that were held within the kingdom. His grandfather had been a warrior and had passed down the skills to his kin. “I will have to talk to him. He always has solutions,” Esther explained quietly. Miles away from the kingdom, there lived a young man called Gray. He was about 32 years old. His complexion was pale, and he was about 6 feet fall, had blue, green eyes, and had short dark hair. He lived in a single-room house and was known for his prowess in poetr