The Gray Man Novels & Stories

“He’s here. He is qualified for the job, and he’s had his own past in a world with men like Lorenzo.” “Bring him in.” She opened the door wider. A man entered with the kind of stillness that clears a room. Tall. Dark hair, neatly kept. A charcoal suit that didn’t announce itself and a gaze that did, cool, attentive, unhurried. He stopped at a polite distance, as if measuring the space between us and deciding not to invade it. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said, nodding once. “Elias Gray. Thank you for accepting me in your firm. Ms. Vale told me that you needed a lawyer as a second advisor to your lawyer.”

the man says as I begin to try and pull my arm from this dude grasp, in seconds his cries fill the dungeons. Gray had took hold of his hand while somehow, taking my arm out of the dudes grasp. The guy falls to his knees holding tightly onto his arm. "I don't share" Gray growls out looking down at the crying man, he looks around at the other men in the cells who all just stood shocked in place "anyone else want to try? It is getting a little crowded in this place, perhaps I should start freeing up some spaces" he laughs walking around looking at the men, once he turns to look in the cell beside the crazy dude he stops.

one look at them you'll find out how strong they are. "Long time no see Gray," Herman laughed while looking at Gray who was just serious and wearing his usual cold facade. Gray isn't like Rael who was always smiling and he's also isn't like Fin that was very transparent. Gray is the one who was just acting cool and cold at the same time. "What are you doing here?" Gray asked in his cold tone. I swallowed hard when I saw how Herman's eyes went to me. The man he's with also looked at me like I am some bait that they want to devour. Damn it!

With its broad shoulders and large figure, it should be a man, it was dark and I couldn't see his features clearly, then a light came on just above his head startling me a bit and I could see him a bit clearer, he is wearing a hat that cast a shadow over his face making me not to see his face clearly. He had an all-black attire, from his coat to his pants and shoes... everything, but this seems all familiar. I think I have seen this silhouette before, something about him gives me chills, makes me want to scream my lungs out, he feels like…. He feels like bad news… no, I know he is bad news. Del.

he ordered as a low growl rumbled in his chest. Trembling, the guy rose to sit on his knees and fearfully met my glare. I recognized him then. His name was Gray, and he was from one of the southern packs. “I… I didn't know... I swear, I didn't know!” He clasped his hands together, staring at me as if I were a god he had offended. “Just fucking talk already!” Caspian roared. Gray swallowed, nodding. Then he sucked in a shaky breath before shifting his gaze back to me. “T-that new one... Kylar... He was talking about all kinds of things… I thought that he was just bragging…”

His muscles bulging out of the grey short-sleeved shirt he wore. He sensed my presence as if by magic, his body stiffened and immediately turned, eyes jiggering around as if looking for someone. Finally, his gaze landed on me, his eyes widened a fraction. He looked as handsome as ever, his grey eyes matching perfectly with his grey shirt. This time his hair was cut a little lower than usual. Hm, who knew a taper fade would fit him so well. ''Sky?'' He crooked, his voice coming out only as a whisper. His voice. Its been a long time since I heard his voice. It sounded much more mature.

DARK DESIRES BY ADURA EPISODE FIFTY-ONE Getting to the house, Gray was there waiting for me, But was quite surprised that Tyler isn't around. He told me he won't be going out today. I walked closer to him and he bowed respectfully. Gray has been my my second right hand man since years,He took gunshots for me countless times which made me trust him, Although,he might not know how much he's important to him but hell,I could do anything for him.

He appeared at the edge of the courtyard, his expression unreadable, dragging someone behind him by the arm like an afterthought. My smile dropped instantly. “Oh no,” I muttered. “No, no, no.” “Don’t start,” Liam said calmly, as if he hadn’t just marched a walking problem straight into my peace. I turned fully now, hands crossing over my chest. “I told you not to spoil my mood,” I said flatly. “And yet here you are, doing exactly that.” The man beside him lifted his head slowly. Grayson. Older than I remembered. Rougher. A faint scar cut across his cheek, his once pristine appearance dulled by weeks, months of running. But his eyes were the same.

“Miss Estelle, can you look around and tell me if the person who gave you a substance that looks like this is here?” I held my breath as Estelle looked around, and I knew Amber was also doing the same thing as her hold on me kept tightening. “No, he’s not here.” I felt Amber’s shoulders slump at her answer. I felt the same way, but I kept a tough facade, looking at her with a poker expression. “He. Which means he’s a man. Am I right, Miss Estelle?” “Yes, sir.” “Do you have a name?” “Gray. Gray Newman.”

dead leaves rolling across the cobblestones were the only sounds to break the heavy silence that descended upon the square. Eleanorfeltherheartslowslightlybuttheadrenalinecontinuedtopulsethroughherveinsgivinghertheimpressionthattheworldaroundhervibratedwithastrangeenergy. Still frozen in place she gazed at the stranger like a statue etched in the shadows. She wanted to say something to thank him to ask questions but her voice was dry and her words stumbled between gratitude and fear. She was finally able to mutter a barely audible Thank you her voice shaking as she revealed the emotion that was consuming her. The man slowly turned his head in her direction and for the first time a portion o