The Grey Chapter Novels & Stories

How they annihilate them. Reaching the entrance of the slums, Mizu knees suddenly felt soft, a bouquet of flowers fell on the ground at the same her legs give in, and kneeled down, stupefied. Tears fall down involuntarily like an open faucet, the liquid was full of her painfulness. What welcomed her was the vast deserted place, with nothingness. No slums, no junkyard, no living things… what they said was true! Even the Sakura tree where the grave of her Mother didn't escape the tragedy. Everything was burnt down. They'd all vanished in existence and been exchanged by browned flattened dirt.

I fell backwards, my head spinning. No more. I couldn’t fight… any more… “Father… Mother…. I’m so… tired,” I whispered. Vaguely, I could hear other werewolves baying in the distance. The sound of marching footfalls on the dirt and stone pathways. Yells, baying, and outraged voices. I could feel the cold embrace of iron chains on my wrist, and someone dragging me forward. I didn’t care anymore. I was too exhausted to even think. Yes. This was how the Grey line will end. In a pathetic last stand. I couldn’t even make it a single league outside of Bragne. What a joke I was.

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.

'They're a family of commoners but the empire could have provided them better not like this’ Looking at the notebook, Grey was now folding the colored paper and continuing what they were doing earlier before 'If I was born like them, a commoner, would I still have a family I can call my home? He thought with the sudden unconscious sad smile lifting his lips upwards. While portraying such a sad pair of eyes looking and caressing the notebook that Grey had handed him. Upon opening it carefully, Grey looked at Lucius who was quiet as he opened his notebook only to beamed at Lucius as he looked how seriously Lucius focused his eyes on it The first page was Grey’s introduction to himself. He made

The man says trying to move back in the chair he is chained to. “Grey has a knack for looking in to people minds. He has this ability that has only grew over the years. He is going to look for the woman in your mind so we know who she is.” I tell the man as I lean back in my own chair relaxed. I watch as Grey walks behind the man and puts his finger tips to the man’s temples. He closes his eyes and watch his finger tips glow a light orange color before it stops. Grey’s eyes shoot open as he looks directly at me. He starts shaking his head as he let’s go of the man’s head and steps back a few paces.

While a being that can’t be seen, at least in the eyes of the living, the color of his foggy self changes it’s bloody color to gray than black that kept becoming darker and darker, until he wake up from his beauty sleep, he doesn’t feel her soul that he is attached to it, he didn’t panic but surprisingly felt calm, especially when foreign memories rushed in his being, gives him some feed back of what he was doing off his menatoring and controle, although his happy feeling slowly vanish because despite that it is a helpful ability but uncontrollable so he must descover how its work and when its work to avoid misups. While his mind kepts daydreaming for a while, he felt tight and trapped all

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

The empty road allowed Grey to speed up. In just half an hour, Grey arrived at Hela's villa. He then stood up, opened the car door while tightening his jacket, and walked towards the unguarded mansion. The rain continued to pour heavily, soaking Grey's body. Steam of anger flowed out of Grey's head. Thankfully, the coldness of the water helped to suppress his raging anger. To face Ares, Grey had to remain sane. Grey scanned his surroundings, looking for something to use as a weapon, and found a brick. He picked it up as his weapon. Then, impatiently and out of breath, Grey quickly approached the villa door.

Walking over to them, Gray took Caelum’s left side, and together, they dragged him inside. -----A/N----- We're about to hit the 30's chapters! Thank you all for reading this far into their story. Thank you for dropping your reviews, I've lost count of how many times I read them. They have more surprises in store for us, so, do follow their story with me. I'll be leaving Author's Notes in the comments section starting on the next chapter. Do interact with me guys. I'd love to hear from you all! - Caine Casann (C.C.) -

I looked up to the brown pair of eyes, Grey was staring intensely at my face with his a darkened face. “Who the fuck let you cry!?” he stomped past me and dragged me grabbing my right hand. I followed him wordlessly, tears slipping down my cheek. He lets me sit on the couch, taking a seat across from me. “What's wrong?” his kind voice ask me, I shook my head not daring to see those eyes. “Scarlet! Is it Liam!?” “Noooo, bits that book” I point towards the book that sits at the table. Grey confusedly stare at the book probably thinking why a book can make me sob like a baby.