Giles Grimm Novels & Stories

Both ignored me. A hush fell over the entire room. A slim, terrifyingly beautiful blonde woman walked onto the stage. Her power hit me like a slap in the face. Her eyes glowed. Her heels didn’t make a sound. Her voice cut through the air like glass when she spoke. “Welcome to Gravemire Academy.” No applause. No smiles. She continued. “This school is alive. It breathes. It sees. And if you disrespect it, it may decide to eat you.” I blinked.

I have dark brown hair and gray eyes and you’ll never see or feel me coming. I was a ghost and I killed for a living. It was something I was extremely good at. I was the best in my field and the team that worked with me was once my family. The word held a different meaning to me once I started remembering. This is my story of how one unexpected twist can change it all, especially when that twist is that you can shift into a wolf.

Grim shook his head at me and informed me that he hung out with my father most of the time until he started dating Deagon. "I wasn't into men so I stayed within my home and spoke with my staff, I'm friends with several," he mumbled softly and I sighed at the poor guy. I started to feel the all to familiar chill course throughout my veins and knew the instant my heart stopped beating. I looked up at Grim's concerned green eyes and clenched my fists to gather my power. I pressed my hands to my chest and fell back from the blast. I looked down and crossed my arm quickly across my now bra covered chest. My cheeks turn red watching Grim unbutton his shirt. He never wore an undershirt and my mouth

Gran did not come out of his room, so I assumed he was okay and maybe he was asleep or, instead secretly watched me from the crack of the keyhole in his room. At one o'clock in the morning, with my stomach no longer screaming for food, I turned off the television and washed my bowl. After that, I became sleepy, so I decided to sleep while waiting for my parents to arrive. Early that day I dreamed Saga the vampire being one of the actors in the drama Vampire Diaries.

Eriva let out a small growl, her eyes glistening a light shade of gold, her fox coming to the surface. A fight between a golden dragon and a cunning 9 tailed werefox didn’t seem like a good idea right about now. We didn’t want to step into world war z just yet! We had so much on our platter to take care of! “Okay, guys. Calm down. Volkavik, that wasn’t nice, man. We need the phoenix, safe and alive. Or else we will be stuck in this reliquary for as long as your mind allows. We’ve been here for ages now, I think it’s time to get out and if we’re going to get out, we need HER. She is Grisha, remember!” Crescent stepped in putting his hands up. The fade scales on Volkavik’s skin faded and he st

the girl in ponytail said cheerfully and twirled. "What are you talking about?," Iktanne replied, completely baffled. The girls looked at her with a bit of confusion at her remark but wasn't bothered by it. "You see, Iktanne-sama, some of our relatives live in the northern province of Japan. Right now, our Empire's northern barracks have detected anomalies that involve about one and a half dozen of Giant bandits attacking villagers from there. Remember the sudden appearance of a tsunami a couple of weeks ago? General Gary of the North barracks sent a report to the Academy that those bandits were the ones responsible for that happening," the girl in pigtails explained.

Silas was more than he appeared, and I couldn't help but wonder about the secrets he held. "Hey, come on, you two, let's grab some breakfast," Gerald invited, his tone warm and inviting, a bit of a contrast to the formal setting. He motioned towards the dining area, signaling for us to follow. Silas replied with a short, "Sure, Dad," but I could sense the hesitation in his voice. It was subtle, but there, telling me he wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of a new Luna, especially my mom, Kendall. As we headed to the dining area, I walked alongside Silas, stealing a glance at him. There was a whole mix of feelings written on his face, hinting at a deeper story. It was clear he was grapplin

He offered a chin lift and a quiet, “Hey.” “Crawl and Dex are my cousins,” Brad explained, stepping forward to clap Ronan’s shoulder. “They live here with me.” “And over here—” Brad motioned to the woman stepping in from the hallway, “—is my sister, Janet. And that’s her mate, Grimm.” Janet’s smile was warm, her hair pulled back in a messy braid, cheeks flushed like she’d just come from the stove. Grimm was towering, all shoulders and shadows, but his expression was surprisingly soft. He had the same eyes as Wallace—gray, calm, and unsettling in how much they saw. “Wallace’s brother,” he said simply, offering me a hand.

"If he saves the girl, wouldn't Grimes let him go?" Jess’s smile widened, her eyes reflecting a manic light. "Collins can't save her, Denise. No one can! Grimes’s daughter has a degenerative marrow rot that only a god could fix. When Collins fails... and he will fail... Grimes will tear him apart limb by limb. Hahahaha! Unless he’s a literal deity, he’s already a dead wolf!"

He looks at me, stares at my eyes for a good minute before talking. Going to Mikael's point of view, I stare at Lily's eyes as I saw some flashbacks pop up on my head. But then, I avert my gaze as I started to tell my story. "At that time, BlackJack was not yet created. It was the eight of us, along with Jacob and his friends. We were very interested in mafia and gangs after watching movies, so we decided to roleplay the scene in our fantasy and created Grey Howl with Jacob as our leader. He was always the type that leads people into starting something, and I love that about him. Seeing how he cares for his friend as if we're all one big family. But then I meet a girl who moves to my neighbo