Call Grinch Novels & Stories

Eros’s grip loosened, but he didn’t let go. The moment stretched, thick and warm, until Harper pulled away, clearing her throat. “See? Nothing to worry about.” Eros glanced at the name and chuckled softly. “Mr. Grinch, huh?” “Fitting, isn’t it?” Before he could respond, a camera flashed from the distance. Neither of them noticed the shadowy figure disappearing around the corner.

Nancy nodded and walked out. I didn’t know what she said to Mom, but the harassing phone calls became much less frequent. Not long after, things suddenly took a turn. That day, I was negotiating prices with a supplier when Nancy suddenly sent me a link. Along with it, she wrote, [Your cousin is trending online.] I clicked on it and saw that a gossip account had posted. The headline was dramatic. [Influencer Moves Into Relative’s Home, Steals Everything From Cousin While Pretending To Be Pitiful]

My grandfather's lips moved, but he didn't seem to find the right words. "That should be all, Mr. Chen," Qing Han said. "You should see yourself out." My grandfather looked at me coldly before he and his men started making their way to the exit. But Qing Han stepped closer to him and whispered something. I couldn't hear what he said, but my grandfather's face turned so dark immediately.

“I count my hours in the office until the time I reach you.” Before she could reply the table tumbled before making a harsh squeaking sound and her dangerous stranger was right in front of them who stood radiating a deathly stare at her. “I have been here every night since the last fifteen days expecting just ten minutes of time to dance with you and you cannot give me even that while you can chat for a whole thirty minutes with this Grinch.”

"Why would you pinch yourself? I like you, alright?" As expected, the moment he heard the word "like", he smiled like a golden retriever. What a big baby. I deliberately tapped my finger on the last message Anita had sent and said, "I disagree with the part where she called you a mature man." Would a mature man ask me whether I loved him so many times a day? I had a reasonable suspicion that Ethan's birthday had been registered wrongly, too. How was he a Capricorn? He was clearly Cancer, Scorpio, or Pisces!

“Now she’s gone and gotten herself some kind of kung-fu samurai bodyguard. I’ve never seen one of his kind so tall, have you?” Pulling up behind Grace at the register, I unload our items onto the counter so the teenaged checker can ring them up. “So what’s with Bob Ewell back there?” Grace exhales a dramatic sigh, waiting until she’s fished cash out of her purse and handed it to the cashier before replying. “He’s into ‘isms’.”

Nothing good ever happens to me. I take some deep breaths and I put my shoes on. I opened the door and the scent hits me again. I give a couple of steps and I stop in front of her door taking in her smell. I shake my head telling myself this can’t happen and I walk downstairs towards outside. There’s a big tent in the back garden of the house and I can hear people talking. The noise is defining. The pack was sent to only had the elders unmarked. I never got to mark Emily. A year appears on the corner of my eye and I shake all those thoughts away from my head as I walk inside the tent.

"I'm good its been a long day Dad. Are you sure everything is ok." "Off course son hold on here for a second. Nathan grab some glasses for celebrating" Jackson quickly ran to his study and grabbed the bottle of wine and ran back. Nathan had also grabbed the wine glasses from the kitchen. Jackson opened the bottle of wine and started pouring glasses "We are celebrating son. The deal for black mountain is complete, my son is healthy and my wife is beautiful. I've got no worries" Jackson raised his glass and drank the wine. Followed by the rest.

Cherry was a brunette, with light brown eyes and a hot little body. “Hi Mr. Baphomet, Kitty and I were so happy to hear that you were coming tonight, but so sad when we weren’t chosen to spend the time with the both of you.” “Oh Cherry, don’t be so sad. We’ll be staying the whole weekend here to have plenty of time to get to you and Kitty.” “Oh wow, come this way to the club house.”

Every person stared at the screen, their faces draining of color. The Blackstone Pack. Our pack’s most important business partner. The multi-million-dollar real estate project. I watched the terror bleed the color from their faces, and I felt nothing. “It seems,” I said softly, my voice laced with ice, “the Moon Goddess has answered your prayers for ‘tradition’.” “And she’s sent you a bill you can’t afford to pay.”