Naruto Gray Novels & Stories

Kaylus was nearly deflating. "Gather yourself Hanji, you can do this." Heaving a deep sigh, he focused and called upon his depleted force. Holding reign of his nearly asleep powers, he convoked his guarding spirit and called it's presence. A gust of wind started to form infront of him as his eyes fluttered open to see The Raven slowly materializing in the air. Normally, it would only take him a snap of his fingers in summoning his spirit guardian, but because of what happened, his energy levels are so low that it's almost a miracle to have him able to call The Raven.

My mom had been captured by rogues for the sole purpose of using and abusing the red wolf’s power, and Grey was determined that it would never happen again. ‘I can’t make any promises.’ Grey replied. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. My wolf was unique. Although mostly black, his paws and a stripe on his chest were a dark red color. The color was so dark it almost looked black, but when the sun shined off of it, you could see the red hue to it. Grey liked to joke that it made him more powerful. I was certain it made him more of a jackass.

♪I don't wanna play no games, play no games♪ ♪Fuck around, give you my last name (oh)♪ ♪Know you tired of the same damn thing♪ ♪That's okay 'cause, baby, you♪ ♪You got it, girl, you got it (ayy)♪ Weird songs with a lot of horny words behind it. Gray is such a freak , why would I expect a normal kind of music from his playlist. I lean against his tinted window and stare at his delinquent figure. Gray is sin to me. Why do i always find myself in his world each time I try to run away. Maybe because I skip mass and Catholic class one time and the devil decides to send Gray to me like a Christmas gift. "Why are you stalking me ? Why are you around me?"

"Hey, you guys! Show some respect to your Head Gamma!" Gray yelled at them. "Respect your elders, warriors!" "Yes, Sir!" The Gammas replied. “What did you to my men?” Kaide demanded and Gray just shrugged. “Astraea, they’re so mean to me, aren’t they?” He gave her puppy dog eyes which she thought was cute, considering his age. “You should get your hair dyed,” Kaide said. “I’m older than you but your hair makes you look older.” “Genetics, damn it! I’ve had gray hair since I was a teen.”

A ring that was glowing in dark red appeared in front of him. At the same time, a gray figure appeared behind Fane. That figure was filled with gray energy and looked like it was made of smoke. Upon closer inspection, one could tell that the figure looked similar to Fane. "I—Is that a world avatar?" gasped a warrior from a second-grade world, gaping at the sight.

While Nina and Emerie bound the one living goon, Nicholas stormed up to Gray, who was still being pinned down by Noah and Marcus. “Shift,” Nicholas commanded, the cold authority in his voice making even me flinch. “Now.” Gray didn’t obey right away, but rather glared up at Nicholas with that cold fire in his eyes. However, when Noah loosed a warning growl aimed at Gray’s throat, Gray finally returned to his human form. He was breathless and disheveled, his silver hair slick with sweat and his nostrils flaring. “Tie them up,” Nicholas said without hesitation. “Place them in the cellar under guard. They’ve taken silverbite, so they might still be aggressive.”

Terry jogged towards him and noticed his heavy aura. It’s as if, Gray was angry. A scene that rarely happens. Even when he was young, he was never fond of showing his emotions. It’s as if he’s just made from a block of ice that isn’t capable of feeling any emotions. He’s just liked his cousin, Ruan. Although at least for Ruan, he can fake a grin, or even roar in anger. And now, Gray seemed mad. “Where did you go? You weren’t in your room all night. Did something happen?”

Confused, I glanced up and realized that I wasn't alone in this space. Across from me sat a guy, holding a blunt in his hand. His gaze locked onto mine, and in that moment, I almost forgot why I had been crying. His beautiful dark skin glowed under the moonlight, adorned with an array of tattoos that covered every inch of his body. Neatly braided cornrows cascaded down his shoulders, and his chiseled jaw tensed intermittently. His lips had a captivating shade of pink-a striking combination of features. And then there were his eyes. A light shade of gray, almost blending with the white of his eyes. They possessed a cold yet captivating allure.

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

He asked, immediately taking notice to Aaron's hair. Aaron felt pleased, for some strange reason. "Blonde is bold, you know." He tried joking. "You mean black?" Adrian asked. "Blonde is bold," Aaron said. "Black is a rebel, while brown, is... In the gray. Just like yours." "Mine. Right." He ran his hand through his hair. "But I still like blonde hair. I think I might get mine dyed soon." Clearly it was the liquor talking, but Aaron felt the urge to just squeal like some cheerleader who just a thank you letter from her jocky crush.