Giles Grimm Novels & Stories

Sometimes, I wonder if my advanced hearing that came with being an S-grade alpha was a blessing or a curse. **** The moment I stepped out of my training suite, wicked giggles filled my ears. My legs moved on instinct, rage bubbling in my chest. “Oh? Isn't that the unfortunate little omega about to be offered to the grim reaper?” I heard Lily say. No doubt, here with her clique again to bother Summer. Laughter followed her words and my fists clenched. In a second, I reached them. They had backed Summer to a wall, Lily's eyes glinting.

"Caleb, you're truly a monster. It wasn't enough that you put my dad in the hospital, but you actually hired a hit on him?" Feeling for him, Ariel held him close and waved her hand. They lifted Mom up toward the mouth of the grinder. I closed my eyes in utter despair. Right then, a commanding voice echoed down the hall. "Stop right there! No one touches my grandson!" Before the words even faded, dozens of armed soldiers swarmed the corridor, locking the entire place down.

A smile tugged on my lips as my eyes landed on Jacob, he was talking to someone, he hasn't seen me yet. My attention was diverted as I saw Mr. Griggs approaching us immidiatly to welcome us and alone with him was a man, I have not seen before, in his mid thirties, his eyes scanning me up and down...in a creepy way, causing a shiver of disgust to ran down my spine. "Mr. Deluca...what a pleasure" he said, extending his hand towards Agustin. "Mr. Lockhart" Agustin acknowledged with a curt nod.

And on top of that, if this is a real-world, then I am in a dog shit bad luck. "Eh... Your highness, you might have forgotten that you slept with the Elmahnean princess, Filuna? You should be aware that being the only goblin in this whole world, who almost looks like all of us, puts you into everyone's target." Avery had become frightened seeing the young man's mischievous smirk and careless behavior. Elves were already pale-skinned creatures, but he became paler from the fright.

Alex used her claw blade to destroy Gorie’s iron metal body. Tskkk! Alex moved so fast, that in one hit she destroyed Gorie’s iron metal body. Gorie was too weak and out of chakra. He returned his forms to a small werewolf. He was scared of Alex's power. He pleaded with her not to kill him but Alex had no intention to forgive him.

I look over to Zack, "What about school? What about his parents? He can't go back, now." Zack leans back in his chair and shakes his head, "Yeah, we need to figure a few things out," he rubs his palms together, "the good thing is, Gideon has already been assigned as his Watchman. He should be safe for the time being," he straightens up, suddenly serious, "unless he goes to the cemetery." "Who the hell is Gideon? And, why can't I go to the..." Zack clears his throat, "Gideon is one of our best Seraph Warriors and he's also been briefed on you and your family." He answers as Skylar's face drops a little.

“Glad you could make it back. Dagon, always good to see you.” “Riley,” he greeted. “I’d heard you’d gotten in with the Hecate Coven. Glad that they found someone worthwhile… especially after the last one.” I frowned and looked between them. She smiled and shrugged. “The screening process was intense, but here I am!” She looked at me. “A pleasure to meet you, Miss Graves. I’m Riley Redscale, the liaison for the Hecate Coven’s branch here on the coast. I’ll be the one to talk to about getting settled and back on your feet.”

I ate and listened to him. "Within the Death Ministry, only Grim can enter. There are only two types of grim that are the Council and the Reapers. The Grim Council are the ones who bring death notes from superiors to be sent to Grim Reapers like me, where we have to fetch the soul of the person written there. When we do not get them at the right time and place, they can escape and just add to the missing souls. In 40 days we should reap them otherwise they will be like the lost soul you saw yesterday. Dark and evil. " I nodded as a sign that I understood him.

"I want the man who broke my heart to be the one who tries to fix it. I want you to stop talking about the past and show me that you're actually here." A dark, hungry grin spread across Stiles’s face. "You’ve grown some teeth, Grey. I like it. I like it a lot.” “Want to see what this Grey can do?” A dark, hungry look crossed his face, his pupils dilating until his eyes were almost entirely black. "Show me."

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”