Nightstar Mar I Grayson Novels & Stories

Besides, they were only seven; they had their whole lives ahead of them to be in love. She was starting to get tired as they waited for the star shower to start, and she shivered slightly. Grayson felt her shiver, and he moved closer to her, sliding his arm under her head and pulling her in close. She happily settled into the crook of his shoulder and closed her eyes. Grayson had to wake her up when the star shower started. Afterward, he made sure to hold her hand as they climbed back down the tower steps and climbed into her bed together. He wrapped her back up in his arms, and they both fell asleep. ***

She invited me in, and dismissed Madeline to another room with a slight wave. "Luna Marissa," I began, but she cut me off with a warm smile. "Call me Marissa, please, I am happy my son finally has his match," she said as her eyes sparkled with genuine delight. "He was hardly ever romantic you know; he is always an asshole, even heartless anyway who never allows feelings in anything or somebody else’s life. However, any way my dear you have changed everything." Her words were kind but there was danger hidden within them.

I’m not sure what the problem is, but I lay my hand on his arm to let him know it’s alright. If I’m going to be the Queen Ethan needs, I have to get used to meeting and greeting new people, so after taking a deep breath, I stand. I walk toward my mate and Alpha Mandra. Ethan immediately wraps an arm around me when I reach his side, but he doesn’t stop me from bowing then looking up at the enormous man in front of me. “I’m Fiona, and you are?” “Grayson Mandra, Alpha of the Nightstar Pack just past the boarder to the North,” he says, holding out his hand. Of course, I think he’s going to shake my hand until he takes it in his and touches it to his forehead.

Inorder to successfully run the affairs of the pack I need the education. Sorry fellows. My name is Ethan Gray. I'm the first and and only son in my family. My father is the current alpha Daryl Gray and my mom is the current Luna , May Gray of the Grayhound pack. So this particular day I woke up feeling quite restless. I am 18 now and still haven't found my mate. I should have found her the day I turned 16 but I didn't. I really didn't care much but now I do. Reason being my dad insists he can only give me the alpha title the day I get my mate.

"Dark... Cold... Rude... Antisocial! You appear to be someone who hates a awful lot of things." His face showed how serious, yet jokingly his question was. "I have other important things to worry about," Adrian looked away from him, and into the dark star stained sky. "Being away from it all makes me –" He paused when he realised how much of a motor mouth he was getting. He said nothing more, and only stared into the far off darkness his dilated pupil could venture to. "Either way, matinee is an excellent choice for you right now." Aaron offered him the glass again, which he blithely accepted, and immediately sent every content into his mouth, closed his eyes and chugged it down his throat.

My blades are poisoned with silver and wolfsbane. “I am never coming with you, Greyson. I want to help you, but you sold your soul to them.” He throws back his head. “So? I am going to be Alpha of Night Howl as soon as we kill Elias and that idiot to Pete. You are going to be my perfect evil little Luna!” He narrows his eyes. “We are going to take over the packs one by one. Come on now, love.” I move before he can blink, plunging the dagger into his heart, while slitting his throat for good measure. He gurgles, never expecting this move from me. The pain of the fully established matebond breaking coursing through me. I drop to my knees and scream out my pain, as I rip my dagger from Greyson’

His feelings about everything are still a mystery to me. "Ugh, I'll never get used to seeing that." I pull away at the sound of my brother's disgusted voice cuts through the moment, and I pull away to find him grimacing as he strides toward the table. Gray looks like hell; there are bags under his eyes, a telltale sign that he didn't sleep at all last night. And he's dressed in sweats. Something must be terribly wrong for him to completely abandon his supervillain ensemble. "Nina, I need a coffee, with whiskey," he calls out, his voice a mix of exhaustion and irritation. He yanks a chair from a nearby table and plops down beside Mason.

My voice rang out with Star’s resonance joining mine as one, “I Marabelle Daisy Graystone, with my wolf Star as one daughter of the late King Edward and Queen Isobel and sister to the late Kenneth Arthur Graystone, I call upon the Scared Stone to hear my call as the last true Graystone heir and next in line as my birthright right. Along side my true mates Alpha Maison and Alpha Jackson gifted to me by the Moon Goddess herself who had blessed our union.” Marc lunged forward with unexpected speed, his desperation making him reckless. "No!" he snarled, his face contorted with rage. "I won't let you take what's mine!" Before he could reach me, Maison intercepted him with brutal efficiency, his b

Blake I wake in the dead middle of the night to the feeling of being watched. The voices in my head skitter through my gray matter, whispering, tittering like they’re holding conversations with each other that they don’t want me to hear. Hushed whispers from the heavens cease abruptly as I sit up, rubbing my eyes, and look down at where Marianna is curled beside me, her head resting between the pillows. Her hand falls down my chest, settling in my lap. The moonlight paints her skin in silver. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

The pendant warmed against my skin, and I noticed several people's eyes tracking its soft glow. "My name is Marabelle Daisy Graystone," I said, my voice carrying easily in the hushed room. "I am the daughter of Alpha Grayson and Luna Helena Graystone." A murmur rippled through the crowd. An older woman near the front pressed her fingers to her lips, tears springing to her eyes.