Grie Novels & Stories

That’s the whole darn problem. I hate Damion Grimm so much that I feel sick whenever he’s around and frustrated when he’s not. He’s like an itch under my skin I just can’t get rid of — and I swear it’s increasing in intensity each year. It’s getting almost unbearable — so much that I’m scared of doing something irresponsible one of these days — like ripping off his balls … or worse … licking them. Yeah, there’s that. Don’t judge — I have a theory.

she screamed her hair was all over her face so I couldn't see her but there was something about her that looked familiar. I walked closely to her and removed her hair from her face immediately I got a slap and I turned to see those familiar green eyes TBC

Saga said and went upstairs as Kiran smiled and looked down at this phone. “Your mother’s on her way,” Kiran said and seconds later I heard her car in the garage. Great. Adara walked into the house and glared at me as Kiran picked up the newspaper and hid behind it. “Kai Gabriel Sinclair!” Kiran chuckled and Adara turned toward him. “I see you, Kiran! This isn’t funny anymore! Bubble wrap and confetti? And you put his house on sale and the superglue?” Her anger rolled off her in waves and Kiran nudged his head in the direction of the stairs. I grabbed my bag and walked up the stairs just as they started talking again.

Trip asked as he went down to one knee so he was eye-level with James. “To you, I’m Grim, blood of Wrath,” James said. Jenna gasped audibly but Jake grinned proudly. Trip was smiling down at him. “Grim’s a good road name. How did you get it?” “I killed the man that killed my mother,” James said solemnly, his little face expressing the seriousness of his words. “Fuck,” Trip whispered and got to his feet. “You want a beer?” Jake asked him, heading to the fridge. “Yeah, thanks.” He rounded the table and wrapped his arms around Jenna, kissing her cheek and whispering something in her ear.

I saw Eric as three of the beings tackled him to the ground and I concentrated on them first. “Brenna,” I said as I locked eyes with one of them and I felt the cold dread in my soul. His eyes were lifeless and black, his skin was pale like a corpse that had been dead for some time. His nails were long and he had fangs instead of teeth. ‘Watch out for their bite, that’s how they fight,’ I said in everyone’s heads. ‘What are they?’ Slade asked. ‘Ghouls,’ I said. We were on the attack and I saw the ghouls go down easily but to my utter shock they stood up again after a few minutes of being killed. The only ones that remained dead were the ones I had burned.

^^^^^^ The following day, I'm checking in at work at the reception when the receptionist, Zoe, fills me in with some gossip. Like she always does. "Mr. Grumps is losing his shit in his office," she says. "I hear he's breaking stuff and hurling objects on the wall and tearing up files and papers!" I'm startled. CJ???? "Why? What happened?" Zoe leans closer. "You haven't heard?" "Heard what?" Zoe sets the magazine at the top of the desk and I'm astounded. What the fuck!!!! ^^^^^^^

Sincerely, Wilson. Reading this I saw that Millie noticed me trembling. She came over to me asking, "What's wrong Brian?" I showed her the letter and she came over to me in fear. "There, there, ear I won't let him hurt you. I will protect us." I said looking at her. "How?" She asked. "We fight baby, we fight." I held her face in my hands and I kissed her. We embtaced one another in comfort that night.

It's a house, not a home. " Okay, come on. I prepared breakfast," Mr Garret smiles at Ace and gets out of the room. Ace blinks, his eyes waters and the tears fall. No one has ever treated softly like that. Not even the sister he loves the most. He buries his face into the pillow and screams as loud as he can. He wants to go. He wants to go. " where!?" Oren asks. Ace forgot about him for a while, he's feeling the guilt.

The door however betrayed her and made a loud creaking noise. She opened it quickly since there was no use in opening it slowly anymore. All the students inside the class turned to face her including the teacher. Gosh! She hated this type of scenario happening to her. "How may I help you?", the teacher asked sharply. The teacher is a woman in her late fifties. Her face is wrinkled due to her old age and her posture said it all. She is not a nice person. She is dressed in a loose grey top and a black long skirt. She is blonde and her hair is packed in a bun.

HE became alert and pushed Gray from behind as he fought with the knife again. He noticed that Bashie came out as well as he was supporting Raymond. He turned his attention back to Gray, he got down behind him and now he was facing her. Gray was so strong that he was hit on his left arm. But he didn't budge, he endured the pain and with all his might he kicked Gray hard, at the same time he grabbed the knife. He didn't fail in what he did, instead Gray sat down and fell down.