Naruto Gray Novels & Stories

the man says as I begin to try and pull my arm from this dude grasp, in seconds his cries fill the dungeons. Gray had took hold of his hand while somehow, taking my arm out of the dudes grasp. The guy falls to his knees holding tightly onto his arm. "I don't share" Gray growls out looking down at the crying man, he looks around at the other men in the cells who all just stood shocked in place "anyone else want to try? It is getting a little crowded in this place, perhaps I should start freeing up some spaces" he laughs walking around looking at the men, once he turns to look in the cell beside the crazy dude he stops.

Ronan’s POV Nyra’s hand tightened around mine. The ash ahead shifted. Not much. Barely enough to notice. My wolf caught it first. I turned before thought completed. The ground to our right split open. Something came out of it. Not rose. Came out. A long, pale arm punched through ash and cracked stone, fingers too thin, joints bending wrong, nails black and curved like old burnt hooks. Then a head followed, hair hanging in strings over a face that looked almost human until it opened its mouth too wide and showed teeth arranged in too many uneven rows. Its eyes were not red. Not black. They glowed a sickly grey-white, like dead moonlight trapped behind film.

He was about to say ‘my friends. “Gairoshi is a phrase from the old language of Apharoth. It means grit for glory,” explained Chaos. A strong wind blew outside the tent and some of the cold breeze got in. Carysse knew she felt the icy air but also felt it from her insides. It was like Gairoshi was a bad omen.

They redo the file for her, change everything in the birth certificate from last name, age, place of residence, family,. Gray was released, LoR sent her back to Japan to live with her old uncle, a university professor named Agasa Hiroshi. Due to her age of seventeen, she had to go back to school at Majisuka High. “Grey Danvers!” That damn voice lingered in Gray's head, pulling her out of her wandering thoughts of the past. She uncomfortably raised her eyes to the person who kept calling. “Damn math teacher…” He has been teaching her class for a week now, specializing in all three subjects of Math, Physics, and Chemistry. He always makes it difficult for Gray, the reason is simple...

I know I was just trying to be a dummy and refusing the reality that was right in front of me, but this man here… it could only be HIM. “Can I see it?” He said softly, his eyes still fixed on me. My breath hitched when I made out the color. Gray. A very interesting hue that had my lips parting. He cocked his eyebrow when I didn't respond, then tilted his head to the side, patiently waiting for me to decide.

I was sure there was a wide grin on my face. “What are you thinking about?” Speak of the devil. Gray was watching me with arms crossed over his chest at the doorway. I didn't realise he was there. He is wearing a simple black shirt and jeans, and his hair is damp, seemingly showered before I woke up. It was too early for me to start drooling over the man. Damn it! I covered my whole form with his sheets. I probably looked like a raccoon While he stood there looking so gorgeous and delicious.

“Master Gray?” Everyone there knew who the man was—even Taylor, the patrol from Eternalporium. Guardian Palace elaborated, “Master Gray is a superb master of Eden Joy who’s practiced in charmboards, magic circles, and spells! “Master Gray’s ability in spells, in terms of his level, has already reached the standard of a warlord or smasher. “Even the owner of Eden Joy has to politely address him as Mr. Gray when they meet!” The men were shocked. Taylor asked in disbelief, “His spell-casting ability is equivalent to the level of a warlord? Are you serious?”

His intense eyes, his confident demeanor, the way he seemed so familiar yet so mysterious. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot someone running through the park. My breath catches when I realize it’s Nero. He's wearing a gray pair of sweats and a black t-shirt soaked through with sweat. His dark hair is slicked back, and those slate-gray eyes are as intense as ever. A light beard frames his chiseled jawline, making him look rugged and incredibly sexy. I blush, feeling a bit self-conscious as I watch him run. When our eyes meet, I quickly look away, but it’s too late. He’s already seen me. He changes direction and jogs over, a smile spreading across his face.

He was blind linking. " Gray, try and see if you can Mind link her," Gray grunted. " It's impossible, her mind's blocked but I can perceive her scent. She isn't good at all and..." The suspense was killing me. What the fuck does he has to say. " And?" I spoke, impatiently awaiting his answers. Gray remained quiet, focusing back on his task and then he jerked his eyes open while they glowed all crimson. A sign that he was angry. " She's been raped,"

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"