Greem Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Even her sobbing stopped. At that moment, a white car slowly pulled up to the company entrance. The window rolled down, revealing Damien’s stern face. Clearly, he had grown impatient and had his driver pull in directly. His gaze swept over the immobilized car, over Noah drenched in sweat, the tearful Winnie, before finally landing on me holding a box. Damien frowned, his expression darkening. “Mr. Anderson, is this how your company receives guests?” His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a heavy pressure.

Melinda: No, he is already here. Lord Anex and Murea came in and surprisingly someone else came too. Lord Drago: Hmm. Who is this now? Lord Anex: Well why don’t you introduce yourself kid. Ban: Ohh it's you. I didn't expect to meet you here again, Grey. Grey: Good to see you again. My name is currently Grey Gremore. You may know my sister, she is here in this academy too. Lux: A named demon! He seems younger than any of us! How is he a Named one?

Emma smirked as she landed lithely on her feet. “Now, it’s going to get good. Gaisreen have auras based on their power. The darker the aura, the more powerful the person is. Ems had the same color aura as him, which was unheard of since he was one of the originals. They’re both extremely brutal. Prepare yourselves,” Nae said, nodding back to Emma.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

“Bossy and controlling?” “Commanding and brave. He would have been a great soldier.” The Panthers were cordial but a little off, either by the presence of the witch or nine wolves. “I’m Greer. You’re Esmerelda.” “I am. Nice to meet you.” Greer was petite with blond hair and wide blue eyes. She looked like a doll, which was very misleading because I could feel she was a powerful witch. “You’ve made the cabin invisible?” “Yes. You have to know the coordinates or stumble upon it by accident. There is also a field that warns people away.”

"Please listen to me. Those beings are truly... idiotic. Just calm down and follow my instructions. Trust me." The green being infront of her started to grunt. It spoke of something she couldn't understand. ❇❇❇ The orc had just finished swooping down the last soul from the gas station. He and his comrade, Schnek were incharge of this whole area. As he was about to walk forward, he saw a figure slumping down a few steps away from him. "A normal!" "Lucky me," he thought as he licked his lip. "Another soul added to my capsule."

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I made my way over to the beverage area, pouring myself a glass of lemonade. I was bringing the cup to my lips when I heard a familiar voice speak my name. "Luna." It was a familiar voice, yes, but not a voice I wanted to hear. I turned to greet James Greenwood, the eldest son of Garrett Greenwood, my father's everlasting competition. He was my age, and had been trying to get me to date him since we were sixteen. Unfortunately for him, the feelings were not mutual.