Nolan Grayson Novels & Stories

~Dawn I take a moment to absorb the information. Sinful. The only hint that Rylan is gone is his eyes. The depth of the, holding raw emotion that's too unfamiliar to grasp. Like two onyx stones, his eyes are on me, his gaze unrelenting. I've seen that smile before. That's the scary part. "Why?" I breathe, shifting to my feet so I could have some leverage with him. "Why are you doing this?"

Things aren’t gonna work out unless he acquires power. Sitting next to Hal, is Nathan’s lawyer Grayson. Grayson is shaking in fear. He takes out a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat on his forehead. Grayson knows very well who Hal is and if he had any inkling that Nathan was related to the Michell family, he’d have been on his side from the very beginning. “I’m assuming that our little friend, Mr. Grayson will not be telling Daniel about our arrangement,” Hal says with a small smile.

Bones cracked, fur receded, and in a flash, a tall man stood in its place—completely naked and very, very not amused. “Roman Vale,” he growled. “Still alive, huh?” “Disappointed?” Roman said coolly. Grayson crossed his arms. “Depends, Are you bringing me trouble or business?” “A bit of both.” Grayson’s gaze shifted to Lira. His nose twitched. Then his eyes widened. “You brought a Luna?” “Former Luna,” Lira said, holding his stare. Grayson whistled low. “Kael’s gonna crap a brick when he hears about this.”

He must be downstairs helping prep everything. I roll back over to try and get a few more minutes of sleep, but I can hear everything. Then there is a knock on the door. I huff and get out of bed and open it to find all the Lunas walking with mimosas. Wheeled in behind them is a rack of clothes and a man with pink hair. “Haley, this is Grayson. He is the best stylist I know,” says Jessica. “Hello darling, my you are just glowing. I think I have the perfect dress for you and I know just how to do your hair,” says Grayson as he circles me.

Rich people are strange. "It is, if you're conspiring against one of us," Grayson says, obvious referring to the Alpha's in here. By the look in his eyes, he doesn't want to believe the words he says, but he is totally correct in his assumptions. I am here for Alpha Noah of the Harmony Pack. I nod down to his hand on my arm. "I think you should let me go..." Looking at his hand, I suddenly notice something glint around his finger, through the thin fabric of his glove. Is that a ring? My eyes widened...silver.

“No offense.” “None taken,” I said. “In fact, just treat me like one of the guys.” “Don’t tell them that or they will, lass,” the rhythm guitarist said in a pronounced Irish brogue, laughing as he slid his acoustic guitar around to his back. His light brown hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and loose tendrils fell around his face. He was tall with broad shoulders. Well over six feet. “Noah Grayson. ‘Tis nice to meet ya.”

- Yes I am. Half an hour passes by and I've come to know a lot of things about Nolan. His family is from New Zealand and left with his mom to New York after she and his father had their divorce. He studied science and a bit of accounting and now lives alone in his apartment. He's been on the app for a month and nothing had interested him until... me. I blush because I feel I'm special. He said he was about to close the app for good in a few days but now he said he wouldn't. Nolan is interesting and just like me, he's also had his heart broken once and hasn't dared to try again and fall in love.

Rylan Grayson, standing there and breathing heavily. He really comes! Why?! How?!

He shook his head and walked up to me. "You're telling me that killing someone is going to help you restore your family's happiness?" My eyes glowed but Christian didn't back down. My wolf itched out and I pushed Christian, who flew across the room and into a wall. "Christian! Oh my god! Dear, are you okay?" My mother ran over to Christian's side but Christian stood up and nodded his head. "I'm fine, Luna. Your son is a bit angry and is just going to take his anger out on somebody. Better me than anyone else." He walked back over to me and my fierce glare was pointed directly at him.

"Hold your money to yourself, Grayson. I'll only help you out cause I want the best for Yara. She deserves to be happy so you better fix up your mess. Or I'll hunt you down and have you castrated." Grayson almost grimaced as he furrowed his brows. She talked without filters. "I-I'll fix it up." "Better. I'll text you her address when I hang up." And what that said, she went off the line. ●●●●●●●● Work was the second favorite thing Grayson loved doing asides flirting and spending lavishly. And that was the reason the company was still moving forward and being one of the best in the country. He got a call from the receptionist that a man named Xavier Dolan sought for him. This made got so tens