Block Tales Griefer Novels & Stories

The obsidian caught the light, gleaming hungry. "Come to the Moon Temple. Alone. Unarmed. If I see a drop-ship, he dies. If I see the Berserker, he dies. If I see the Tactician or the Commander... I carve his heart out and eat it." Guller’s good eye opened. It was glassy. Bloodshot. He looked into the lens. He didn't look afraid. He looked sad. The somatic expression of his grief hit me like a physical blow to the diaphragm.

Blow after blow, Thorian relentlessly landed lash after lash upon Garrick's vulnerable form. Overwhelmed by the brutality of the confrontation, I couldn't help myself but to cry out, desperately pleading for them to stop. Blood began to trickle from Garrick's nose, a haunting reminder of the potential fatal consequences this fight held. Fear gripped my heart as I dreaded the possibility that Thorian might inadvertently kill his opponent.

Aziz was already in motion, a blur of white and black. He tore through them with vicious grace, snapping necks, slitting throats. He was faster than I could track, each movement precise and lethal. And me—I raised my hellblade with my hands trembling. “Stay close to me, little flower,” Aziz called, his red eyes flashing. “But don’t just stand there. Strike!” A ghoul lunged for me. Its claws scraped my arm as I swung wildly. The blade connected, slicing across its ribs. It shrieked, black goo spilling from its mouth before it collapsed at my feet.

“Under pack law, you’ll be judged. Scented. Bound. They’ll decide if you’re an omen… or an infection.” Sable’s stomach rolled. “Cut the bond out,” she whispered, remembering the fear. Garrick’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. “It’s ugly.” Caelan’s voice came harsh, vibrating through Sable’s bones. If they try, I’ll kill them. Sable flinched. “You can’t—” “I can,” Caelan said, and for the first time his voice sounded less ghost and more predator. Lyra lifted her hand, palm down.

Blood flecked it's thin lips, but Bailey only shook it. "How dare you." She hissed. "How dare you touch what is mine." Blisters rose on the Goblin's gray leathery skin, "I don't know who this Arawn is, but here's a message for your 'Lord', if he seeks to harm what is mine, I will raze his flesh from his bones and piss in his ashes." Bailey flung the goblin and it smacked against a tree. It pulled itself up, it's mangled face a mask of terror before it loped off into the darkness. Bailey turned to Tobin, on the ground and unnaturally still. Dark stains married his pale skin and his leg was at an odd angle. Bailey still shone with the light of the sun, her Magick whipping around her in deadly

Trent shuddered at the thought of someone young and naïve being in that situation. At least Beth knew her own value. She finished her song then looked up at him. He smiled and then brought the box to the bar. He put it on the floor behind it then straightened. "Okay lay this story on me." "Long ago fairies and gargoyles made a pact. Gargoyles would protect fairies against goblins." "We're mortal enemies of goblins, I get it," Trent said. He unloaded the box as he listened to what he already knew.

“We weren’t ready for such a ‘warm’ welcome—we hadn’t expected a trap at all. The guys… they’re dead. Our cars were blown up. I barely managed to drag Artem to a half-intact vehicle and get us out. Luckily, the car made it almost to our border. I dumped it in the river to cover our tracks, and the rest of the way I carried Artem along the river into our lands, until the danger passed and we were back on pack territory.” With every word he spoke, my rage and fury surged with unstoppable force. The thirst for justice—and revenge—started to burn in my eyes like a wild fire. “There’s one thing I did manage to notice,” Zavir added, as if sifting through his thoughts. “It all happened too fast to

Felix quickly blocked his path and asked, "What the hell, Billy?" Billy snapped back, "Damn it, Felix! You told me it was Necrobound, but it's actually a Skybound Revenant! Do you have any idea how different they are? I'm not ready to die, and I definitely don't want to die in the arms of a Skybound Revenant." Xena and Alistair were overjoyed. Clearly, Billy knew what he was talking about—he'd figured out the culprit was a Skybound Revenant just from looking at the corpses. He was definitely an expert.

This scheme proves better for Tribalan pack; less deaths, close to zero resistance. “Tribalan pack’s ghost Alpha may have not killed you literally, but he killed the Moon’s Wrath spirit in you, didn’t he?” Freck spits out, his shoulders tensing as he prepares his voice for a louder tone. “YOU ARE WORKING WITH THEM NOW, ARE YOU NOT?”

I poured it to a small glass and drank it in one shot "This is not how you enjoy your first taste of alcohol Ethan" Archer said "I don't care" I poured the alcohol again "What's going on?" Aiden drank it making me piss "Can you two just leave me alone?" I looked at them both "What happened with Kimberly?" "Stop talking about her , she's not mine" I took the glass and drank it all up "Why is that?" Aiden asked "Same case as you idiot" Archer said to Aiden and Aiden looked at him weirdly