Novels by Gray

My heart blazed over Damien's words. The more I was trying to process the reality of his words, the more shattered I became. " Are you serious with what you just said, Damien? And how sure are you?"Damien smiled, rubbing his temples. " Look here, Randelle. I'd not lie to you. If Jeremy truly wants you to rule him he should have given you the scroll, and let you learn from it,".I flanked my eyebrows as he landed. How come Damien knew I was asking for the scroll from Jeremy? Was he eavesdropping on our conversation?" Yes, Randelle. I overheard you and Jeremy arguing about the scroll. There's nothing to argue about if truly he wants you to take the lead as the pureblood. The reason he tabled was dumb. When do you know your abilities would be activated naturally? Is it until Rico kills everyone?" Damien chipped in with urgency in his voice.I exhaled sharply and was lost in my thoughts over his point of view. However, I didn't see it that way. I felt Jeremy was overprotective, and that

I sat down alone on the bed and crossed my arms as I was lost in my thoughts. I never knew Rico had planned to fight us with the witch. Nonetheless, what disheveled me was the fact that I couldn't even make use of my strength as the pureblood. I felt useless.Soon, Blade, and Jeremy walked up to me with mixed reactions on their faces. They came and sat down closer to me." Why are you sad, Randelle?" Jeremy asked, patting my shoulder gently." That's a stupid question, Jeremy. Randelle is the fucking pureblood, and she couldn't even stop that mother fucker witch," Blade raised his voice at Jeremy." She tried her best, Blade. You shouldn't put all the blame on her for our failure," Jeremy fired back at Blade." No, Jeremy. Blade is right. I was useless during the fight. I couldn't even make use of my power to defeat that witch. I felt so disappointed in myself," I turned to Jeremy and said, my eyes blaring with rage and regret." No, Randelle. You're not useless," Jeremy reassured me

Randelle The rays of dawn streamed through the curtains, bathing our entwined bodies in a warm golden glow. I nestled against the solid strength of Jeremy's chest, his arms wrapped securely around me as we lingered in those blissful moments before waking. "I wish we could stay like this forever," I murmured, tilting my face up to meet his sleepy grin. The depth of emotion shining in his eyes made my heart swell."There's nowhere I'd rather be than right here with you, my love," Jeremy replied, his voice still husky with sleep. He brushed his fingers through my tangled hair before capturing my lips in a long, slow kiss."Ahh, slow down wolf." I moan biting his lips."Can't...if it's you." He groans and capture my lips again making me giggle.All too soon, the responsibilities of the day could be ignored no longer. With great reluctance, I untangled myself from Jeremy's embrace and prepared to leave for my training. His brows drew together, forehead creasing ever so slightly in that

Randelle "Show yourself. even birds grow weary flitting about so." I exclaimed.An awkward throat cleared before Timothy's bulky frame materialized from the bushes."Timothy?"What's the hell is he doing here? Is he following me now?He looked more abashed cub than formidable warrior, and drunked twigs jutting from his ink black mane. I crossed my arms, cocking one brow in silent inquiry."Er sorry to disturb you, Chosen One. I returned from patrol early and hoped to observe Elder Keiran's lesson then saw you come this way." He scuffed one boot, not quite meeting my eyes. "Didn't mean to lurk like some creeping scout." He laughed wrly.I weighed his words before answering neutrally. "It's nothing, no harm done. But the training grounds is that way." I shrugged my sore shoulders. "Keiran focuses within there."Timothy finally lifted his tawny gaze, conviction burning there. "Oh I know I was following you. Of course. I was amazed by your dedication and how it has great impact on the y

RandelleI woke to pale dawn light filtering through the curtained window. Beside me Jeremy slept on, the steady rise and fall of his chest reassuringly familiar. I took a moment to trace the beloved planes of his bearded face, relaxed in repose, before easing from the quilted nest of furs. After washing and braiding back my hair, I moved quietly to the kitchen to start water boiling. The simple domestic tasks soothed my churning thoughts. Soon rich coffee aroma filled the small cabin, mingling with sounds of Jeremy stirring in the next room.I savored the peace of breaking fast with my mate as the rising sun lent its golden glow. We lingered over emptied plates, speaking little but communicating much through tangled fingers and lingering glances. All too soon duty's call could be ignored no longer. With a sigh I stood, gathering up my training gear. Jeremy's fingers caught my wrist, halting my motions."You seem uneasy this morn, my heart." His hazel eyes searched my face. "Is the

Randelle"It's a new day."I smiled as I sat on top a mossy boulder breathing deep the wet evergreen scents wreathing the dawn-kissed glen. The birdsong and the melodic rush of the swollen creek gradually eased tight muscles in my back, the morning's tranquility balm to battle-rattled senses.The threat of Rivero's marauders had passed like an angry storm front, though his final venomous words still haunted...was our victory merely the eye of a more destructive tempest ahead?Soft footfalls rustled behind me. I turned with a smile to greet Jeremy's approach, taking in the pensive cast to his bearded features. My mate hoisted himself lightly beside me, the boulder barely shifting beneath his bulk. For a time we simply soaked in harmonious surroundings, the press of our shoulders and synchronized breathing enough. But chilling memories would not release their grip so easily.Jeremy sighed heavily, his brooding gaze miles away. "Can't say I much fancy the notion of Rico and his jackal