Captain Renard Grimm Novels & Stories

I walk with Enrique to meet them. The front man is short, broad-shouldered, late forties … early fifties. Weathered face. Calm eyes that miss nothing. Wearing a suit as if he doesn’t really want to. He extends his hand. “I’m Captain Maron.” Enrique shakes it. “Enrique Blackburn.” Then he gestures toward me. I clasp the captain’s hand. His grip is firm, deliberate. “Damion Grimm.” His eyes flick over me once. Assessing.

"Get your coat." By the time we walked down to the subterranean parking structure, my hands were clammy. We bumped into Elder Renaud near the heavy iron elevator doors. The older wolf took one sharp look at my full waistline and my disheveled hair, his eyes widening in complete shock before turning a smug grin onto Declan. "Well now, Alpha Hawthorne," Elder Renaud chuckled, his eyes lingering on me. "Is this the female keeping you up past the full moon? I didn't realize you had finally chosen a mate to walk your grounds."

Alex and the grim reaper took out their Glock 22 guns and began to shot the remaining mean until the reached the target car. Alex shot both the driver and the second guard on the front passenger seat as the grim reaper opened the passenger seat and pulled the leader out. “Mr Ravoli, a pleasure to meet you.” The grim reaper said smiling. “What do you want from me? Who are you?” Mr Ravoli said looking weak as his eyes begged for mercy. One thing the man on the ground didn’t know about the grim reaper is that she doesn’t grant mercy, that’s just not who she is.

Even as Frank's hair flapped against the shockwave, Reynard's smile faded mid-air. Everything around him seemed to disappear, be it the crowd or Huub, who kept egging him on. His whole body was stiff, as if he was frozen mid-air, unable to move. "Grr…" Renard soon turned pale, as he found himself staring into a bloody pair of eyes. "Is that… the Death Eater?" Frank was left dumbstruck and blinking, shocked that Renard recognized his move. "Roar!!!" Even as Renard heard the thunderous roar of a behemoth that could tear through space and time, he was suddenly free from the darkness.

Instead, they just sized each other up. Renard was a sleazy bastard, thin and lanky, with a greasy smile and a golden chain around his neck. Two golden teeth glittered when he grinned. It added a physical element of evil charisma to his already dodgy profile. Though he looked like he couldn't take anyone on in a serious brawl, Renard was known for his swift and agile fighting style. He took the Alpha title after slitting the throat of his uncle. It would have been quite a feat if his uncle wasn't a generous and an excellent alpha, while Renard was nothing but a sad excuse for a shifter. He took after his father far too much.

"Quite the opposite, actually. My name is Renard. I serve Lucien Voss." Ferris stopped walking. "Then you're either very brave or very stupid, saying that name out loud on an Ashford street." "I'm neither, particularly. I'm careful. And careful men understand that the smartest conversations happen exactly where no one expects them to." Renard's tone remained light, almost friendly, the tone of a man used to making unpleasant propositions sound like reasonable favors. "I know about your brother. Killed in the skirmish at the old rail yard, six years ago now, wasn't it? Serpent Syndicate soldiers, if I recall the report correctly."

"Captain! A nasty fight broke out on deck. We can’t break it up." Jack cursed under his breath. "Stay here," he ordered Heitor. "There’s water and food on the table. Eat. I’ll be back soon." As soon as the captain left, Rotten Smile slowly closed the door, a disgusting, predatory smile spreading across his scarred face. "Thirsty, sailor?" he asked, approaching while Heitor desperately devoured the food. "I’ve got something better to give you… It’s been months since we’ve seen a woman. But you’ll do just fine."

“Besides, you should be thanking me. I am the reason you now know to fortify your borders.” “That is not an excuse. Why the hell did you send spies into Norstville if you don’t have a death wish?!” Grim barked. He had enough of this little man. His presence irritated him. Grim couldn’t bear the fact that this was the same man who had tortured his lover and left her broken in the middle of a dangerous forest alone. Reed sat back down. “That is the Lord Grim that I know—going straight down to business. I was looking for what belongs to me. It was unfortunate that she was in your kingdom. I am here to take her back.”

He always knew Captain Irena is a little crazy but he never thought he was a total psycopath. "Show yourself, bitch," He whispered into the thin air while surrounding his gaze until he spots the Captain. "What are you doing attacking your own comrades, Shane?! We are not your enemies! You should be using you abilities to kill the demons!" A senior grim reaper said. Shane slowly turned to him and then flashed a sarcastic smile which then turned into a sarcastic laugh.

And both teens didn’t wake up until Ren had woken them after he pulled up in front of the headquarters of Hati. Ren gulped as he stared up at the headquarters of Hati. He had never noticed how ominous the building could actually look… He then turned to look at his two best friends who were both trying to stifle a yawn as they got out of the car. Tohya had his forehead resting against the bonnet of the car whilst Yuri was leaning against the side, rubbing at her eyes. “Do you think that the captain will kill me?” asked Ren nervously. He knew that Riou will be pissed with him for disappearing like that, but he has no idea what Riou will actually do to him. And delaying his meeting with the cap