Shades Of Grey นิยาย & เรื่องราว

3 Days later The rain is pouring heavily while the priest is completing the ritual of Grandpa’s funeral. As the coffin is laid down deep in the pit in the ground, my heart wrenches in extreme pain as I still hope that Grandpa will get up and say, “Blaine! I am back! That’s all was a prank.”

“Twilight? The one where they portray vampires with diamond skin and werewolves that shift with clothes on?” “Yup. That’s the one!” Elaine even chucked, which made my brows furrowed in confusion. Mortals have a weird taste of literature to be honest. As Elaine grabbed her popcorn and I was left sitting on the golden couch shirtless and compelled to watch whatever this film is about, I slid my hand to my dick to keep my palm warm. “The title sounds poetic though?” She just shrugged. “So tell me…” I continued. “What are the fifty shades of gray?”

Grey said his voice faltering, "I hated it! I hated the idea of you happy bring happy with him again but when I came to pick you up, it was also the same day that I got the news that I can't be cured anymore. That my life already is nearing to an end, and no matter how selfish I was, I didn't have the courage to see you plunge into misery with me," Grey stopped walking, they were now in the quadrangle, the night sky entering their line of sight, and the sound of the crickets getting louder and louder, accompanied by the cold breeze of the night.

Marina By one-thirty, I’ve officially changed outfits three times, cursed at my reflection twice, and stood by the window for a solid ten minutes like some suburban spy. The car is late. Of course it is. Because when you say yes to a sketchy, no-details, high-pay job that requires discretion, naturally they send a car that looks like it belongs in a mafia movie. Blacked-out windows. Sleek. Quiet. The kind of car that makes my whole street look suddenly seedier.

Again. There were bright yellow shades levitating above her head, a dim of red and grey. And for some unknown reason, as crazy as that may sound, I thought I could actually…explain what the colors meant. Bright yellow for nature. Grey, dark and pigmented. Jealousy. And the red, a little touch of anger.

He has been telling me the same words ever since I found out about my shadow eye ability. Tell that to me when you can explain why our shadow were gray. I hissed. My wolf never knew the reason behind it, too. Both of us tried our best to be strong, to be what we are now, but we never knew why our shadows keep showing the same shade. Gray. Gray is for the weak. I am weak, but where? What part of me is? I sighed and closed my eyes. I sensed Brent coming closer, he is my Beta. “What do you want?”

She thought aloud. She got up from the bed, and since she got into Grey's room, she was finally able to notice the details his room entails. She noticed his walls were a color of dark grey, and the long armchair was an ash color leather. The floors were made of marbles, and the huge curtains draped on the windows were ash grey in color. The room was wide and spacious, and his closet area was grey too, and so was the drawer at the side of the bed. She noticed the bedsheets of the bed was grey ash and the bedstand, dark grey. The center rug in the room was of grey ash. She shook her head as a slight smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Was he liking and using these colors because of his nam

The white lights, lingering above, glared through dirty glass of their bulbs, flooding the grey single tables, the grey food, and the grey floor below awash, seemingly revealing all. The spoons were grey, the plates were grey, and the chairs were grey. Everything was grey. The engineer's eyes were grey, his standard issue shirt and trousers were grey, and a few grey hairs sat in the overgrown ,bushy ginger cloud which lay atop his head. His sallow skin, once tanned and always flushing red, now held a grey hue. The bags under his eyes, however, were a staunch black.

I respond. He looks at his phone “Hmm, let’s see. It says if your favorite color is grey, it’s because you don’t like attracting attention to yourself. You choose neutral colors to blend in. Grey can indicate a balanced, intelligent personality who is a good problem solver. In some cases, grey is associated with technology, social media, and modern solutions.” He looks up at me. “So that means you hate attracting attention, you’re smart and love technology?” It sounds like he’s asking me. I shrug my shoulders. “I guess that is true. I do tend to avoid attracting attention to myself unless I’m on the runway… Let’s see I have a degree in web design so that does mean technology. I don’t believe

Kaelen commanded. The Shadow-Guards fanned out, their shields overlapping. From the alleyways, the Grey-Walkers drifted out in silence. They didn't use swords; they lunged with fingers that looked like sharpened quills. I watched in horror as a Shadow-Guard to my left was touched by a Grey-Walker’s shroud. He didn't bleed. He simply turned grey. His armor, his horse, and his face faded into a dull, charcoal sketch before dissolving into a pile of fine ash.