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Finally getting to the Gray mansion, Eve stopped the car right in front of the main mansion not bothering to part rightly before cling out of the car followed by Ella. “Welcome back, Miss Gray.” “Welcome back.” The servants greeted them as they walked into the mansion. Staring at each one of them, she nodded. Their innocent faces would make it so hard for her to find who the offender was but no matter what, she was going to find out who it was that tried and is still trying to send her father to the afterlife.

Susan greeted me. “Hello to you, too,” I said pleasantly. “How did that even come up in conversation?” She asked. “Well,” I began, “We were at dinner with another family of wolves, and Mrs. Graycort was telling them about Gayl U. Apparently, the wolves of Boston are unfamiliar with any university that caters to their unique demographic.” Susan was silent for almost a minute. I let her process what I had just said. “When did you find out?” “A few weeks ago when Mina first shifted,” I answered honestly. “You?”

So y'all won't be confused... the first book is over This book is titled BRUTAL OBSESSION Enjoy?? BRUTAL OBSESSION Greyson The cash slides from my palm into the valet’s. His fingers curl around the wad of bills as he pulls back, and he looks away. Aw, he’s embarrassed.

Grayson exhaled deeply before entering the room and grab the book in my hand, and then he glanced at Nicholas and looked at me after. "This book is my property and Nicholas never touched any of my belongings, unless you're lying to me." "She's not lying to you, Gray. I tried to reach that book, but I made a wrong move causing us to fell in wrong position. It is my fault not hers," At last Nicholas decided to saved me from getting scold again. Phew! I thought I need to begged him because Grayson is not a good lecturer and rather being taught by Asher than him, he's a terror.

Alright, I never thought I would update this book again, but I'm pissed off. I'm really annoyed and fucking hurt. I can't believe how bloody rude some people can be and I'm tempted to not even write the second book because people commenting on this are so inconsiderate. I know the ending isn't happy, but not all books are happy and do you think I wanted to kill off Greyson ? Not really, I loved writing his character, but it happened and I've had the ending planned since I started writing this book and I know what I want to happen after. I wouldn't be able to write the second book if Greyson didn't die because I've been planning it for ages, so if you want Greyson to be alive right now then y

The moment Vincent leaves, Grayson asks, "So, will there be a book series in the UNTAMED WISHES? Malisha's eyes widen, and she is in so much disbelief that she is rendered speechless. "Do you really want to leave me hanging?" he asks her with a puppy dog expression which makes her let out a giggle. He grins at her. "There will be another book," she says. "Are you done with it already?" she asks him in shock. He gives her a smile. "I am in the second book. They are really good," he says. She smiles, and nods.

My body did it without my permission, and you can’t read a person’s intention if they don’t have any. Grayson’s face didn’t have that irritating smile on it for once. For a pro like him to get disarmed by a noob must have been infuriating. He was probably planning six different ways to kill me, but I was all in, and it was too late to worry about little things like dying. I pointed at the wall of posters. “Read.”

The fire’s on a low setting and I listen to the snap and crackle of it, along with the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. This is heaven, but it seems more like a tormenting hell. There are way too many memories in this room and way too many opportunities that are no longer at my fingertips. All I can do is stare at the blaze, recall every time Nick touched me, and hope I’ll eventually fall asleep. I do. Insomnia has never been an issue for me, especially when I have a task list as long as my arm to conquer. I’m up early and Grayson serves me on the patio again. He’s wearing dress pants in a deep blue hue that’s not quite navy, but is stylishly regal. He’s paired the slacks with a dov

William Xu could try to stake his claim, could try to play the role of the untouchable billionaire, but Grayson knows men like him—calculating, arrogant, always believing they were in control. But control is an illusion. William doesn’t know the real identity of the girl he’s taken for a date. William would suffer. Whether by his own hand or by forces beyond his understanding, his world would come crashing down. And when that moment comes, Grayson would be there. Waiting. Watching. Ready to claim what is rightfully his. He swirls the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly, “Enjoy her while you can, Xu. Take her virginity and know that she’s sacrificing it for a cause. And when I

“Hey! You can't just simply get rid of me after everything—” “I said leave!” he snapped, though his voice cracked at the end. After a long pause, Dylan sighed helplessly and stood. “Alright. Call me if you need anything.” Grayson didn’t respond. He just stared at the empty space ahead of him, drowning in the one thing he never learned how to handle— Loss. Dylan left the bar quietly, a heaviness settling in his chest. And then Grayson was alone. Completely alone. His vision blurred. His arms felt numb. His head spun violently as he reached for another drink but missed the glass. But nothing can compare the heaviness he felt in his heart. He lost a child. And he's losing the woman that only ma