Granny X Novels & Stories

By that time, the customers in the whole were almost gone, so he could talk here without worrying about someone hearing him. The grandmother clock on the wall told him it was late, which meant that it wasn't completely safe for a woman to be out there alone by herself. There was no reason he should be worried, seeing as he had just met the woman today, the woman who had told him her name was Grace; not sure how true that was, but there was just something behind those brown eyes that looked like melted chocolate that call to his protective instinct. He sure didn't think today would turn out this way, and neither did he think it would bother him this much.

I doubted they were talking about the freckles on her nose or the way she tossed her long, thick, red hair over her shoulder, and I doubted any woman valued her breasts being noted as smaller-but it was sound advice I chose to apply in an unconventional manner. Couple that with Ronnie's recommendation to have a few drinks to loosen me up, and I was fast becoming a veritable cornucopia of stupidity. I was entranced by this woman sitting across from me, and alcohol intensified the stupor. Her lips were pleasantly pouty, and her skin was pristine porcelain with the exception of the sprinkling of freckles on the bridge of her perfect nose. Women paid thousands to have her complexion, but she did

From what he said earlier, he must be Mrs Cherry’s grandson. “Are you feeling better now?” Dexter asked him. “Yes.” He nodded happily.“All thanks to you.” Then he lowered his voice. “Granny said you gave her the money for my transplant.” He leaned closer. “She said we wouldn’t have been able to afford it without you.” Then he stared at me before whispering loudly into Dexter’s ear. “Granny said it was one point two million dollars.” I nearly choked. One point two million dollars? That was a huge amount of money to give someobe that's not family.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek and Adam pulled me into his side and put his arm over my shoulders and wiped away the tear. “Granny kept her gift secret, but she would tell me all her stories and what she saw. She talked about a battle between good and evil and five elements that would have their own distorted mirrors and she talked about pieces of a puzzle all slotting into place.” “Puzzle pieces again,” Kaeleigh scoffed. “I swear I never liked jigsaw puzzles. I’m really beginning to hate them now.” she screwed her face up, and I laughed. “Granny talked about you too,” I said, and she looked shocked.

I ran after her and then saw granny standing in the middle of the yard with both her hands up in the air, glowing immensely with blinding yellow light that was directed to the sky to enforce the dome with more power. “Mia, no stay back” granny yelled at Mia with glaring eyes as she stopped in her tracks. I turned around and saw the witch standing outside the yard’s fence watching granny with an evil smirk on her face and narrowed eyes. She had long fiery red hair that was curled up, her red lips stood out against her pale white skin and her green eyes gleamed every time she hit the dome. I stopped right next to Mia, shocked by the scene in front of me. Granny’s powerful support held the dom

“Don’t.” But she smiled at me, that same soft, unshakable smile she’d worn when I was a boy, patching my knees after fights I’d picked. The kind that said everything would be alright, even when it wasn’t. “You’ve carried enough weight, Kraven,” she said. “It’s time I carried mine.” And before anyone could stop her, Granny moved. It happened in a blur. She swung her cane—not at Giovanni, but at the light switch beside the door. Sparks exploded, plunging the warehouse into sudden darkness. Gunfire cracked instantly, bullets shredding the air.

“Just keep them away from Granny. We fought harder, pushing through them. Every time one fell, two more seemed to crawl from the shadows. My power burned painfully under my skin, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Not when Granny might still be alive. “MOVE!” Damon barked as he cleared the last wolf near the hut door. We ran inside. my knees almost give out.“Granny…” I whispered. She lay slumped against the table, blood all over her clothes, breaths shallow and broken. “Granny, no… please stay with me.” Her eyelids fluttered. “M-Maya… don’t cry, child…” “Don’t talk,” I pleaded, voice shaking. “You’re going to be okay. I’m going to heal you.”

Amanda used to visit her regularly as a younger child; however, it seemed the rift between her mother and Granny K got worse, and her mother never let her visit her granny anymore. With time, after Amanda had gotten inside, she told her grandmother all that transpired. “First of all, I am going to make that son of a bi**h regret what he did to you, and then I will make sure your good-for-nothing father goes to jail for assaulting you.” Her voice shook, rage bleeding through every word.” “No, Grandma. You shouldn't do that, please. Xander is very powerful. He will destroy you. Please, just let me stay here for now. Please.” She begged with watery eyes. She couldn't let the only person she had

She gestured to Malachi who wasn't paying any attention to the conversation, instead, he was fiddling around with what I believed was a gun in his hands. "I told you from the very beginning that Greed is the seed to ruin. I saw how greedy of a person you were, but I still couldn't turn a blind eye. I welcomed you into my covenant, and accepted you as a sister, and this is how you repay me!?" She went from speaking calmly to shouting, but Cordelia didn't so much as flinch. "It's pathetic to see how the famed Mirror Witch has become nothing more than a doting mother. Why is a powerful being like yourself hiding in the shadows when you could have so much more?"

Grace opens a photo of her mother which is in a small purse, the one she takes with her every time she leaves the house. There was only a photo of her and Mrs.Launtin, a photo with their young faces. When counting down, both of them were still only seventeen years old.