Zoey Grayson Novels & Stories

"I see what you're doing there. Don't even think for a second that you'll be able to escape me that easily." Yvette Macklemore, Yve, a total sweet heart. Your classic black rainbow lollipop, with a bit of sourness: sweet, and feisty - just his type o' gal –light caramel skin, black hair with pink highlights at the sides, 5feet6, who still argues that she's still the tallest of them both. She can be too fucking cheerful, it's nauseating. McCleron made certainty to avoid her in public, with enough fortification to tune her out long enough when they are together.

I increased the pace of my finger, were my fingers were coming in and out of her, she was already at the point of release but I wasn’t going to allow her. But I soon stopped, pulling my fingers out of her, Anastasia’s face had a puzzled look at me, her breathing rough and hard too. “I have to pick the call.” I responded to her facial expression, coming out of the pool, I snapped back at her with a warning. “Don’t fucking cum or squirt or touch yourself Ana.” I reminded her and her agonizing face was everything to have my crock more hardened. “Christian Grey.” I spoke. “It’s about the girl you had inquired about, her name is Juliana Gabby’s, she’s a freshman. Apparently she’s a postulant from

"Oh, I'd never let you leave my bed if---" "Hey, buy me a drink?" Zoey showed up in a sexy black dress with no heed of the dress code. She wasn't at the ceremony, so I guess it didn't matter. Who the hell invited her? She wrapped both her hands around Kian's bicep and leaned into him. "Sure!"

LADY ZOEY - DARK CROW PACK (Picks up after Chapter 66) My heart thudded loudly as I watched the convoy for the Black Shadow Pack leave the packhouse as they headed home to their territory. My name is Zoey Jordans — Alpha Female from the Dark Crow Pack. For many generations, my family had only claimed their fated mates. Those who had never found theirs remained unclaimed and unmarked. My parents wanted this tradition to continue for our generation and future ones.

he explained. Tate's grip on my hand tightened. "Grayson White? I spoke to him on the phone last week. He was giving me the update on that whole deal. I'm Alpha Tate Pines by the way. I apologize for my first impression. My mate and I were in a private quarrel before all of this," he said diplomatically. I rolled my eyes and took my hand away from his. "Actually, he was just being an asshole and I was being pissed," I corrected with a smug look. Kai chuckled and patted my back. "You're just like your mother.

she waved gently as she walked away. Watching her go, Aiden felt an odd heaviness settle over him, one he couldn’t quite shake. His thoughts drifted back to Tristan, and damn it! He hated that. Although, maybe… not completely. Once Eleanor was out of sight, Aiden stood up to leave, but someone grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks. He turned to see another girl, her face bright with a familiar smile. He recognized her somehow… it was his first girlfriend, standing there with a hopeful glint in her eyes.

" She asks, pointing at Grayson, who bites her lip again. "Obviously not. Stop bothering us.” "Are you sure, I mean, her name is Grayson, she plays soccer, she tried to kill you at the ball-" She states, but I cut her off. "Just because her name is Grayson, doesn't mean that she's a guy. And girls are allowed to play soccer, and... Well... Boys aren't allowed to try to kill me either..."

wow. "Wow. When Mr. Gray brought in his brother last week they said his wife was in labor," I say as I remove the cuff and jot down her blood pressure. "Yes. Tabitha had her daughter last week and then Mariah had her daughter two days ago. It has been a busy week for all of us... It's so strange to hear someone call Fin Mr. Gray," Carmen says with a giggle, and my smile grows. So his nickname is Fin. The carefree-sounding name doesn't fit his stoic persona at all, in my opinion. Mr. Gray sounds more suitable. Then again, when he had spoken to her, he had sounded gentle and kind. Maybe he gets that from being a dad.

We are going on the same floor. Gray I am Chris Gray Smith. The CEO of the Smith Enterprise. I am 27 years of age, I am living on my penthouse in Manhattan, New York. My parents died long time ago. I only have a grandfather who lives alone in his mansion. My grandfather gave me the company but he has one condition to fully give me the company. His one condition for me is to have a baby with my own flesh. He wants a grandson or a granddaughter before he dies. But he is still strong, he is far away from dying. Tomorrow I will be having my interview for my personal assistant.