"Why can't you just marry her, Gray?" "Because she's not you." ••• In which two first loves see each other again and realize they still have feelings for one another.

She was malicious, she had a laugh like God, and she had the touch of a thousand angels. Grayson Dolan, an attractive 28 year-old with millions of dollars and more than a dozen clubs owned under his name, could have never been prepared to meet a sadistic soul like hers - especially on the same week as his wedding. [Word Count: 30.4k]

You've been tutoring Leo Dolan for a few months now and ever since meeting his impeccable and gorgeous father, you've thought about the inevitable. There's been tension between you two as if something begins that definitely shouldn't, and soon, it is revealed that there is more to this man than just looking like a million dollars. [word count: 19.5k] [manip: likeabledolan IG]

' When you fight for the one you love death doesn't matter '

***THIS IS A FANFIC OF GRAYSON DOLAN*** 20 year old, Iris Juanita, still trying to relieve from her horrible and haunting past just wanted to live a normal life. Trying to find a decent job and getting a good earning while meeting the mafia's family is definitely not what she expects to happen as she goes along with her best friend to a club on a Friday night. ***THIS STORY MAY BE CRINGE*** (Just a warning, this is my first time writing a fanfic). ***IN NEED OF MAJOR EDITING*** ***CURRENTLY EDITING***

"I wanted to see what the worst could be if i'd be working here." "Well you found it. It's me..." #371 in Fanfiction #14 in #dolantwins as of 5/13/2018

"What's your name?" He paused for a moment before replying. "agent 131." Started: July 14, 2020

"I won't stop until he's dead" This is my first book. Started: May 29, 2020 Completed: July 14, 2020

"So what do you do other than intimidate and seduce the shit out of people?" I ask, my enraged tone caused by the fact that I'm tied into a chair. "I kill people." He smiles. His words serious, his grin sarcastic. "Ohh, sniper? You know, that type shit." I challenge, a glare stuck to my face. "Nope, I prefer a blade for...close up contact." He walks behind me, pulling my hair off to the side, whispering down my neck. "A wire around the neck." He runs his index finger up and down my sensitive neck, chilling me to my core. "You like watching people die?" I ask, my voice low in a husky whisper, just as his. "No, I like seeing them beg." He pulls down on my hair, making tilt my head back. The quick movement making me gasp. He kisses my jaw and down my neck as I squeeze my eyes shut. "Don't be afraid little Kitten. I won't hurt you." THANK YOU FOR GETTING ME TO: • number one under #spies • number four under #dolantwins • number two under #graysondolan

In which a young woman goes on a voyage across the Atlantic Ocean, only to fall in love with the captain's son and befriend two passengers. A Grayson Dolan Fanfiction © Ericka | 2017