Nightstar Mar I Grayson Novels & Stories

However, Mrs Wright laughed making the fogs of the tension disappear and said " Seems like I worried you all for her. However, the answer to your question is yes. " " And you Maverick treat this sweet girl well. I don't want to hear any complaints from her " Mrs Wright said to Maverick and he nod his head with a promising look. " Good evening everyone" every head turned to the well-dressed man who is looking a bit tired as if he has creaked whole world office deals by himself. " Good evening son, " Mrs Wright greets back and further said " Meet Maverick's girlfriend Naitee Chandra ". " Hello, welcome to the family, by the way, I am Grayson the eldest brother " Grayson said after scanning Nai

Mary's face turned sombre as her eyes fell on Grayson. There was nothing but contempt in his eyes as he held the gun to her head. Somehow this brought her solace. For Grayson may not love her, may be Lilith's, but his affection for his brother was apparent.

This place unfamiliar to me, and I've never seen this once from the time Grayson and I has something special, but suddenly ruined it. From afar, I secretly watching him until someone's approaching the door and Grayson went out. He is wearing his pajamas like he just got up when Nick knocked on his door, and luckily there's a coconut trees around which is enough to cover my car and won't let them see me.

Lola's POV " I, Grayson Dawson, Alpha of the Moonlit pack, reject you, Lola Ashton, as my mate and Luna of this pack", I heard Grayson's voice reach my ear and a single tear ran down my left cheek as it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

Tessa asked tiredly. “Spend the night with me. Right here. Like old times.” Grayson swept a strand of hair behind her ears. “Just one night.” Tessa froze. “You’re insane.” “Or desperate,” he replied calmly. “Just like you.” She stared at him, breathing hard, the weight of the ultimatum pressing down like a vice. Grayson brushed a knuckle down her cheek. “One night. Then the video disappears forever. Poof! Roman never has to know what a naughty girl his pregnant wife is.”

Beneath the warm blankets and inside the protective curve of his embrace, she unexpectedly fell fast asleep right beside him. The Unopened Files Meanwhile, back at the Grayson Mansion, the heavy silence of the night still lingered. "Have you two running mouths delivered a sufficient volume of garbage talk yet?" The exact microsecond after Xavier Grayson fired off that chilling text line to his inner circle, his handsome face settled into a mask of pure ice. He ruthlessly hurled his smartphone onto the nightstand, clicked off the bedroom lights, and forced his body to lie down to sleep. On the surface, it appeared as though absolutely nothing on earth possessed the power to disrupt his rigid,

But worries was still visible in my voice. "He already know--" I heard gunshots in the other line. My eyes widened, I heard noises, screams and gunshots. "Nate, what's happening?" "He already know the you are alive!" Even he did not spout a name, I know who is he talking about. I massage my temple, The car started to move. The twelfth leader of Thanatos, the Phantom is now aware of my existence.

Adira Wade Pain rippled through me as I watched my chosen mate and future Alpha, Grayson Mars, utter vows of love to another woman, Stacy Stevens. She was the beta's first daughter and my former best friend. Like everyone else, Grayson turned his back on me when my parents were accused of being traitors to the pack.

He searched: *Damien Grayson*, *Roman Grayson*, *Grayson family*. The results were thin, close to nothing. Public records showed Damien as a tenured professor—serious, composed, sleeves always rolled down to hide his tattoos. Roman was a literal ghost: no social media, no public profiles. A few old articles mentioned *Grayson Enterprises* in passing—real estate, private security, vague holdings—but nothing concrete, nothing he could tie directly to Damien’s family. It was like they barely existed. Nothing about the mafia. Nothing about the tattoos or the blood. Just shadows.

Grayson stared down quietly at Maya’s sleeping form while sitting quietly on his side of the bed in the room that they are sharing. He stared at the clock across him and saw it turned to one in the morning. Lightly, he reached out and brushed some hair off her face and pulled the blanket over her chest and watched her snuggle comfortably on the bed. He then stood up and went out of their room, heading towards the bar counter and poured himself a glass of scotch. He took it in one drink and poured himself another shot and walked towards the sofa, rubbing the back of his neck.