Naruto Gray Novels & Stories

Gray gave him a nod and cheerfully said, “You know, ever since I was a kid, I never get sick for a long time.” After resting for another night, his legs were truly fine. He even did martial arts perfectly. Leon shook his head and said, “But still… You should rest for more.” His face showed some concerns and he continued, “You said the Water Bark absorbed your energy, right… There’s no way you’re okay.” Gray didn’t answer, but instead he directed a powerful kick to Leon. Since he was caught off guard, Leon fell down on his back while trying to dodge it. “Why are you dodging it?” Gray laughed loudly and slapped his thigh.

Making my way out of the territory, I smile to myself knowing that my mate is now safe. Gray’s POV: I open my eyes to see a very familiar ceiling. I’m in my room. I slowly sit up, trying to remember what happened. I walk to my bathroom and stare at myself. My hair is a mess, I look like I haven’t showered in days. There is a bandage around my head. I take it off to reveal a faint scar on the side of my head. I take off my clothes and turn on the shower, letting the warm water run all over my body.

I need to blow off some fucking steam. As fighters, Gray and I are pretty evenly matched, and we give each other hell. Twenty minutes in, I’ve got blood dripping from my eyebrow, some killer road rash on my right forearm, and a gash in my left knee. Gray doesn’t look much better from his position across from me as he swipes his bloody knuckles off on his t-shirt, glancing across the field. “Damn…” Gray breathes, and I follow his gaze to see what has caught his attention.

Gray turned to look at me and he snorted, “You think I care about what these people think?” “You should care. You are the alpha! You represent Ever Moon now!” I emphasis, “And Nigel came here as the ambassador from Shadow Valley. Are you trying to start a war?!” A vein twitched on Gray’s forehead. Just when I thought I had called some rationality back to him, he sneered, “Regina, I will burn down this entire world if necessary.” I could tell that he meant business. “…Gray, let him go,” I insisted. Gray casted a sullen look at me and finally released Nigel, who fell on the floor shivering like a scared animal.

"Like...together, together. I'm in love with them." Niko's lips twitch, but he still doesn't say anything. None of them do. They're probably all waiting for Gray to finally snap and kill them now. Gray's breathing is heavy, ragged, his body vibrating with rage. He looks at the nearest table, like he might flip it or destroy it with his bare fists alone. But instead, he pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling slowly. "I really need to sit the fuck down." He drops into the nearest booth, rubbing his temples like I just shattered his entire sense of reality.

“Oh, I forgot. But what else is there? Why haven't you gone yet?" “I just wanted to ask, are you interested in seeing my masterpiece? I'll give you a satisfying answer to what we've discussed before." Gray smirked, and he looked like a demon now. "Why not? I am looking forward to it.” Ryan showed quite an interest in the torture scenes. Gray licked the corner of his lips and turned to look at Erina. “Are you sure you want to follow me there?” Erina immediately transformed into a bear clinging to Gray's arm, puckering her lips. “Where you go, I will follow. There's no reason I shouldn't because I'm your Luna."

I said firmly, clutching the phone, which seemed to be pulsing in my hand, ready to explode at any second. The red wolf squinted one eye and, lighting a cigarette, smiled unpleasantly, exhaling smoke from his nostrils. - Grisha owes us more for the explosives... - Oh, you're a f*cking f*ck! - growled Gray and rushed at him. I dropped my phone and turned around, placing my hands on his chest. Of course, unsuccessfully, but the rest of the guys grabbed him from behind in time and began to pull him away. Gray furiously flared his nostrils, his eyes shone with a thirst for murder, but, fortunately, he allowed himself to be pulled away and vented his rage on some cobblestone.

I looked up at him and waited for him to do something because even though I was intimidated as hell, I felt so euphoric because I knew how he was about to make me feel and it was all about to be worth it. Gray's finger traced the band of my underwear before he pulled it down, not like how I anticipated. My heart raced as I watched his mischievous smirk grow bigger on his lips before he lowered his face face between my legs. I felt my feet were beginning to burry on the mattress, but Gray took his time.

he ordered as a low growl rumbled in his chest. Trembling, the guy rose to sit on his knees and fearfully met my glare. I recognized him then. His name was Gray, and he was from one of the southern packs. “I… I didn't know... I swear, I didn't know!” He clasped his hands together, staring at me as if I were a god he had offended. “Just fucking talk already!” Caspian roared. Gray swallowed, nodding. Then he sucked in a shaky breath before shifting his gaze back to me. “T-that new one... Kylar... He was talking about all kinds of things… I thought that he was just bragging…”

The forest pressed in around me — black trees, wet leaves, the faint hum of danger beneath the quiet. Something flickered in the distance. A shadow that didn’t belong. I crouched low, heart pounding, and drew my blade. The sound of footsteps echoed faintly. Then a whisper — my name. “Nora.” I spun, blade up — only to find Grayson stepping out from behind a tree. He looked different — older somehow. His hair was longer, his face more tired than I remembered. But his eyes — those storm-grey eyes — were the same. “What the hell are you doing here?” I hissed, lowering my weapon but not by much.