Skylar And Grayson Novel Novels & Stories

“That pregnancy means nothing. Skylar only agreed to be with Cole because of her adoptive parents. But now the truth is out—she’s a Rothem, not a McLair. Cole has no leverage over her anymore.” I continued. “I know she still loves me. Deep down, she does. And she’ll come back to me once I propose to her. I’m sure of it.” Her eyes brimmed with tears, her voice breaking as she grabbed my hands tighter. “Ethan, please… stop this. Wake up. This is a ridiculous dream. You can never have her again. Don’t you see that? She’s gone. She belongs to someone else. You’re only hurting yourself by clinging to this madness.”

"To who?" Another pause. The kind that meant the answer was going to be inconvenient. "Clara Scott," he said. I closed my eyes briefly. Of course she had. "Thank you," I said, and ended the call. I stood very still in the middle of my office, the city behind me, the empty chair where Skyler had been sitting still slightly turned from the angle she had left it at. Clara Scott and Kate, in contact. Two separate fires, and someone had just handed them each other's matches.

Skylar's POV My heart beat faster against my ribcage as I listened to Alora’s sentence. In a solemn voice, she read out my sentence. “Skylar White, you are not cursed by the Moon Goddess but you are born to never find a mate. You will never find happiness and in confinement shall you dwell for the rest of your life till you wither and die.” “What? That can’t be right!” Father screamed. I was frozen to a spot. My hands trembling at my side and my heart racing in my chest.

"Babe, trust me. For the next fifty, sixty years or so you're gonna have a lot more important shit to be disappointed in me for. Now come along; that stupid dog is probably at the door whining." "Sasha is not stupid you take that back." "He's a pain in the ass." She argued with me all the way home but at least she wasn't thinking about the Harden wench anymore. I'm good. *** Life settled into a routine for the next couple of weeks. I kept expecting Stark to show up because the Lainey girl had threatened to spill but nothing happened. Skylar told her parents that we got married the day after the twit had shown up at the house.

I am secretly hoping I don't further make a fool of myself. "I'm fine, thank you," Grayson says, turning down Adrian's offer for water. He sits on the other side of the desk to me, staring at me so blatantly I can't keep eye contact without squirming. It is something about the silver of his eyes that unnerves me. I watch Adrian leave the room, leaving Grayson and I alone. Suddenly, Grayson sits forward abruptly. "Is he your mate?" "What?" I stutter, his words taking me by surprise.

With that thought, she reached out her hand, a playful smile on her lips. "If you're that sincere, then I guess I can't say no!" Franklin's eyes lit up with joy when he heard her words. He quickly slipped the ring onto Cecilia's finger and then, without a moment's delay, scooped her into his arms and gave her a big kiss. The room buzzed with excitement, reaching a fever pitch as everyone cheered for the happy couple and showered them with heartfelt wishes. However, at the doorway, unnoticed by all, a shadowy figure lurked. She glared at the scene with eyes filled with envy and spite.

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. ***

They would just have to defeat Caesar somehow without Karam finding out his identity as Alastair, after all, it was because of Caesar they couldn't return to the Crystal Heart back, they couldn't stay hiding forever. Skylar wheeled and walked out, instantly found her mate lying in the middle of the open field, she smiled, this was the home he used to live in before. She headed over, knowing he already scent her presence. Skylar slowly lied on top of him, placing her head on his chest, listening to his peaceful heartbeats, bathing in his addicting scent. "When are you going to mark me, my neck is still bare" she pouted, drawing circles on his chest, his hands landed on her hips.

I could hear Greyson screaming as I started to see black dots around me. I gasped for breath as I was let go, I fell to the wooden floor with a thud and winced as a familiar sharp pain shot through my neck. Another dart. The last thing I saw before darkness took me once again, was a pair of heels walking away and a face I never wanted to see again... Kirk. Authors note: Hi there :) For those of you who have forgotten, Kirk is the rogue wolf. Also was contemplating doing the next chapter from Grayson's perspective... Let me know your thoughts on that and if I should. Otherwise, I will just stick to doing it from Lailas POV, especially since I know I left this on another cliffhanger.. Sorry! :

she replied, snuggling closer to him. The warmth of his body against hers made Skylar feel safe and cherished. She reflected on how different this was from her past with Jason. With Pietro, everything felt right, balanced, and deeply respectful. It was a new experience for her, one that she embraced fully, knowing she was exactly where she was meant to be. As they drifted off to sleep, their breathing synchronized, Skylar felt a profound sense of connection and love. The night’s earlier passion had given way to a serene intimacy, and she knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united and strong.