Under One Roof By Gregor Novels & Stories

He threw the file into the garbage can. "What about this one?" Miguel showed Elijah the file. "Really, Miguel? Do I look like I have time to deal with a walking, talking inferiority complex?" He said and threw another file in the garbage can. "Well, we have only one candidate left." Miguel picked up the file of Desiree Hilton from the table. "You have to admit, she is our best option." "She is also a cocky, spoiled brat," Elijah reminded Miguel. "So what now? Do you want me to arrange another interview?"

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al

, Gregor explains, looking me over. "But, I am your son's mate, so if you truly care about him, you wouldn't do anything to mess that up because I guarantee if you harm me or kidnap me, he will kill you with no remorse," I tell him hoping that works. "HAHA!" Gregor laughs in my face. "You think I care about him. That is cute. I was talking about Alaric," His says as his eyes bore a hole through me. "Alaric was crazy, he tried to kill me, and Malachi did what he had to," I say, hoping someone would come looking for me. "I see what Alaric saw in you, your special, and would make a proper Luna. The way you tackled me into the hall shows how ruthless you are, and I need a good woman by my side",

Trixie was getting ready for bed when Gregor walked in. The man was a sweet, oversized oaf who always brightened her day. He never had much to say, but he constantly had a smile on his face. He looked a little strange at the moment, almost as if he were worried about something, which was completely unheard of. Trixie didn't socialize much, but she loved listening to the other residents talking about how Gregor lived in a world that was all his own, a world of perpetual happiness. Trixie longed to visit that world.

Gregor said. “Well, I don’t know about rogue. If you’re talking about Elowen, then you’re too late. I’ve claimed her as mine, she’s my Luna now. You know what that means don’t you?” I saw the look on Gregor’s face change immediately. “What?!” His son yelled in disbelief. “How the hell’s that possible?!” “There’s no way that you’d do that Kael, she belongs to my pack” Gregor said in disbelief.

⇜ ♡♡♡ ⇝ DARVIN. I leaned my body against the tree as I lit my cigarette. My eyes roamed around the forest grounds. Felix, Katya, Nicole, Zahra, and Leandro went inside the pack house to have their own group while the rest settled on the big bonfire inside the forest just south of the pack house. Everyone was seated around a bonfire that the Beta lit up and was enjoying alcoholic drinks except for Sofia and Luna Nadia. My heart clenched at the sight of my sisters.

I asked again. Greg pulled a corner of his mouth up, "Maybe ... I'll drink your blood." his voice sounded deeper than before. "Oh ... " "You're not afraid?" he asked in surprise. I shrugged my shoulders briefly then looked out the window beside me "I don't care." "Did I tell you you're weird?" I nodded at him, "You said that last night." We spent the rest of the journey in comfortable silence. His house was quite far from the warehouse complex where his secret apartment was located. Gregory said the apartment was the one place no one, not even his brother, knew about ... but now I know too.

I say, adjusting in my seat to start the car. The drive to the greenhouse is quiet, the silence between us heavy. When we arrive, Mr. Reid, the gardener, greets us warmly and leads us inside. The greenhouse is a serene oasis, filled with an array of flowers cultivated with care. The arched roof, with its silver shade, seems to shimmer in the sunlight, casting a warm glow over the space. As we step inside, Hermione's expression transforms from reserved to intrigued. Her eyes scan the surroundings, taking in the beauty of the greenhouse. She appears to appreciate the quaint environment, her curiosity getting the better of her.

We all walked back upstairs together, the weight of what happened with Letta hanging over us like a storm cloud. No one spoke. Even the air felt heavy. Marco was waiting at the top of the stairs. The moment he saw Roc, he stepped forward, worry written all over his face. “Hey… you okay?”

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 41 Caleb's POV: The first time I felt it—really felt it—we were sitting beneath the old neem tree behind Ava’s house. Just the three of us. Me. Ava. Alex. Like nothing had changed. Like time hadn’t pulled us in different directions and stitched new layers into our lives.