Wade Grey Novels & Stories

"Crestengallt, isn't it?" "Yes, Alpha," Wade nods solemnly. "I fought with your grandfather, Greg. He was a great man. Stubborn, yet perspicacious leader." A warm glow creeps up slowly on Wade's face, and I see hints of pride in his restrained smile. "He was quite smart."

John assured me, but even his voice had an edge to it. Glancing at my brother, I could see Irving was just as rabid as Jericho about getting Wade. Understandable given what Sakina did to his mate. I tried those stupid calming breathing exercises. Yeah, those are for people with patience. Jericho and me? We don’t have that. As we pulled up the horseshoe driveway to Wade’s contemporary home, the heavy oak door opened, and Wade stepped out. He looked like he was going for a run or the gym dressed in the pack-issued tearaway shorts and a muscle shirt.

Wade is washing his hands. “Holy crap man! What have you done?” He yells. “P… proved I can’t f… feel p… pain.” I stutter again. “Right, Kil. Hang in there I’ll go grab the doctor.” Wade says calmly as he tries to leave. “I d… don’t need a d… doctor!” I scream. Wade freezes and puts his hands up so I could see them. “Don’t do this Kil. I know the real you is still there somewhere. Please come back to normal.” Wade begs.

"Before I came here, I handed Special Operations over to Weldon and Wanda. You can ask them for help. Please take care of my silly boy, Andrew, for me…" "Uncle Grayson…" Chad's throat tightened, and his voice was barely audible, even to himself. On the other end of the call, up in the skies, Grayson Wiles breathed his last with a smile on his face, holding the phone to his ear. The black-brown Evergrow instantly swallowed him, and his body underwent a dramatic transformation. His just-closed eyes reopened.

: everybody knows about it, but nobody cares to have it. "She's not very much my type. I like them... Invisible." "They don't make them like the used to." He jested, and Adrian agreed with a nod. "I'm Aaron... Brown!" "Cool! You can go away now!' Adrian snorted. "Sor....sorry!" He spun around, and walked away. "Can I get you something to drink?" He stopped and turned back to Adrian. "I hate people, they never listen!" Adrian groaned. "No!"

She walked in with the wind and caught my attention. I hid so she couldn’t see me. I knew she was here to see my father. Her mother signed her in and I caught her name, Sadie. My father doctor Joel Coleman. One of the most beloved psychiatric in Brockville. I sadly wondered what was wrong with this beautiful creature. She sat next to her mother, still looking towards the floor. “Jacob, where are you?” I heard my father holler out. Sadie turned her head slightly. I caught a flash of her blue-green eyes and then back to the floor they went. “I’m right here father,” I said as I stepped into his office. My father, a man in his fifties. Looked up from his glasses at me.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

“Whatever. It doesn’t even matter. Mia’s, all I need now.” I smile and he kisses my head. Eve scoffs and walks away. I turn to Grey. “I really don’t understand how anyone has a problem telling you two apart. You’re fun and adventurous. Wes is reserved and cautious. Your hair is half a shade lighter then his. Your skin is slightly darker. Then there’s the cute mole on your…..” “Aha…heh…Mia. No one needs to know about my mole.” Grey says as his face turns red.

he chuckled as he stopped in front of Spade, giving his hand out for a shake, Spade took it in a firm handshake "Liam" he muttered, looking at the 32 year old American with his ginger coloured hair, mismatched colour of eyes, one green and one hazel, he looked older than his age, with a slight increase in the size of his stomach, he stood two inches shorter than Spade, almost the same height as Matteo "I'm glad you could make it man" the man said with half a smile on his face as he looked up at Spade "I didn't really have a choice now did I" he muttered as if he was uninterested in the conversation making the man in front of him to let out a deep and slightly loud chuckle

she says, glancing back towards him. “Okay,” I nod, and then I open the mind link with my guys. “We have a potential Grey here. He looks around 17 or 18, wearing a red and yellow lifeguard uniform with trainee written across the front. He has reddish brown hair and is watching the relaxation pool,” I tell them. “On my way,” Deacon responds. “How do you know?” Luke asks. “Harper said his eyes glowed blue when they made eye contact,” I say.