Skylar And Grayson Novel Novels & Stories

"At that time, BlackJack was not yet created. It was the eight of us, along with Jacob and his friends. We were very interested in mafia and gangs after watching movies, so we decided to roleplay the scene in our fantasy and created Grey Howl with Jacob as our leader. He was always the type that leads people into starting something, and I love that about him. Seeing how he cares for his friend as if we're all one big family. But then I meet a girl who moves to my neighborhood, named Sarah Vermilie. I fell in love at first sight, she was pretty. Prettier than any girl I've ever met, and as I get closer to her, my feeling grows. From a small bud into a big tree, When we're in middle school, we

However, instead of joy, I was blindsided by the ninth notice of a miscarriage from the hospital. The shock hit Grandpa hard, triggering a heart attack right there and then. I scrambled to get him to the hospital, my calls to Hannah disappearing into the void. By the time I got back home, it was way past midnight. The moment I opened the door, there was Hannah, dolled up in a skimpy skirt, snuggled up on the couch with Jack Freeman. Jack gave me that smug look, like he owned the place. I was about to lose it, but Hannah cut in, like nothing fazed her. "You know about the miscarriage, so let's skip the details.

His broad nostrils fluttered as he moved closer to Sugar. The proud swagger in the stranger’s walk, combined with the lock of jet black hair that fell teasingly over his brow, gave him a youthful appearance. It was the steel grey eyes that bore into her that spoke of wisdom and knowledge beyond his years. A chill ran up Tara’s spine and the hairs stood on her neck as she shifted uncomfortably in the saddle. She felt as if he looked into her soul. She cleared her throat uncomfortably as a smile spread across his chiseled face. His straight, sturdy looking teeth glimmered in the afternoon sun. Her heart skipped a beat and her stomach fluttered. She had never responded in such a way to anyon

"So why can't I look at you?" "Why do you even want to see my face all of the sudden?" "My wolf wants to see it. He thinks you’re the most beautiful face ever. He’s probably going to keep annoying me until you agree." "Well thank you Gavin or whatever, but I'm sure you'll see my face tomorrow," I say. "I'm going to sleep so goodnight." I lock my phone and slide it under my pillow. He sighs in defeat. "Goodnight." Gabriel: I wake up, and straight up the best thing is happening to me. Grayson is laying right next to me, with her head laying on my chest. The sparks are flowing up to my heart, and it honestly feels like I'm in heaven.

Claire shrugged I smiled "I think it's just you Skylar." She smirked "Sorry I had a long night, someone kept me awake." I rolled my eyes blushing slightly and Clair quickly interrupted "Are you two dating or something?" Skylar seemed confident but I imagined I looked like something between a ghost and a piece of paper. "We're not dating." I told her still nervous, like hella fucking nervous, like hey I'm admitting there's something going on nervous "Mhm," she hummed "but there is something going on am I wrong?"

When my gaze fell to his trembling hand, dark red blood was already dripping from his knuckles where the shattered photo frame had sliced into his flesh. I forced myself to look away, letting out a hollow, dry laugh. "It's enough that I lie to myself and the rest of the pack, Grayson. Why do you keep lying to your own wolf? For the last two years, you've chased her ghost through every female you've dragged into your bed. You think I haven't noticed? Brielle Thorn’s lips, Cassidy Vale’s eyes... Grayson, if you don't love me, just say it. If your soul is still bound to Evelyn Wren, I'll step aside. I'll even help you track her down in the wild lands. I—" "I told you I don't give a damn about t

"I promised Mason I'd take care of you for the rest of your life. I won't let anything happen to you. If something did, I'd never be able to face him." At the mention of her late husband's name, Scarlette broke down completely. Her tears came harder, her voice trembling. "But what if Kayla never forgives you?" Grayson thought for a moment. In his mind, I loved him too much to ever truly walk away. Confidence returned to his tone. "Don't worry. She won't really leave me. She's been spoiled all her life—I just need to let her temper wear off. Once she regrets it, she'll come back."

‘Let’s say I had a lucky escape. Grayson made a soft snorting noise but I couldn’t tell if it was one of amusement or cynicism or something else. He was standing at least a metre away but I could still feel the male energy coming off him. A potent energy that made me aware of my femininity in ways I had never been to that degree before. My skin prickled, my heart raced, and liquid heat pooled in my dark secret places. Places I didn’t want to think about right now. Places I hadn’t thought about in years. I hadn’t had a lover since my ex. I hadn’t even felt a flicker of desire...until now. But what was I thinking? Sleeping with the enemy was a no-no. Besides, I couldn’t afford to get distracte

Skylar’s POV The rooftop of Artemis Hotel hums with energy, the skyline glittering like spilled diamonds. Laughter swirls with the scent of expensive perfume and champagne. It’s been a week since I called off my engagement. Seven days since I walk in on Greg my fiancé and my sister in my parents’ wine cellar fucking hard. A week of crying, sleeping too much, eating too little, and avoiding the internet like it’s radioactive. Apparently, breaking up with Atlanta’s most beloved football star makes me the villain.

I glanced down at it and started running towards Skylar. Connor: He'll be wearing a black hoodie. Looks like that's the stalker guy. Before Skylar could've almost made inside the hallway where that guy was standing, I snaked my hand around her wrist and pulled her back. "Geez," She turned around, her big brown eyes wide in surprise. "What the hell, Caden?" I glanced behind her to see the guy straightening up from his leaning position. Oh no, he wasn't. "Gotta go." I whispered before dragging her along.