Grie Novels & Stories

My mate is beautiful! I know beautiful isn't used to describe a male, but fuck it if he ain't just that. Beautiful! Aiden's light brown hair hangs down to his chin forming a vail that hides his stormy gray eyes. The hellhound is built like a MMA fighter. His muscles ripple under his skin when he moves his hair out of his face exposing that Greek god like chiseled square jawline. He looks like the bad boy version of a GQ cover model with two days growth of beard.

He was about to say ‘my friends. “Gairoshi is a phrase from the old language of Apharoth. It means grit for glory,” explained Chaos. A strong wind blew outside the tent and some of the cold breeze got in. Carysse knew she felt the icy air but also felt it from her insides. It was like Gairoshi was a bad omen.

A rustling sound from behind his back made him stop from reading the book he's holding. "Professor, what's with all of these junk?," a guy with round rimmed glasses said. He was wearing a white lab coat and his unruly dark hair partially covered his ears and nape. His thick eyebrows were furrowed deep on his forehead as he scrambled over the piles of documents scattered on the floor. Leaning over the table stacked with books and papers of different sorts, he scooped down and held a tiny gray creature with big round eyes and yellow irises. The creature's body was slime-like, yet it seemed to have short limbs and a small mouth that produces a harsh hissing sound when it opens.

GRIAN LEFT THE OFFICE when Christopher arrived. He told Grian to check on the coffee shop while he works in the company. He noticed that Chris was acting strange and not himself. He tried confronting his friend but to no avail. Christopher just won't open up to what’s going on with him, even to his closest friend. Since he was being stubborn, Grian decided to ask him another time.

He was also my friend and I enjoyed hanging out with him but we lost contact. Oh and by the way we were in the same high school so we had a lot of time spent together. His best friend once told me that Kerem used to have a crush on me but I didn't believe him. I still don't think that he had a crush on me because we were like siblings. But now it feels so uncomfortable to engage with a guy you once saw as a sibling. I am actually doing Kerem a favor too so he can find the right girl for himself and doesn't have to marry me. I know when I leave Kerem's family would never want me as their gelin, which means "bride" in Turkish. I hope they are not going to be very mad at me.

I look at her hands and they are trembling. "Give her something to calm her down." I say to Stephano and he nods before reaching into his jacket pocket and getting out a small white pill. I don't care to ask what it is cause I just need her calm. "What is it?" She softly asks looking at the pill in her hand. "Beta blocker." Stephano says and she looks at him like he's crazy and I almost laugh. "Isn't that heart attack medication?" She asks and Stephano simply shrugs.

I turned to the curious mad dog. "If it makes you feel any better, she's an omega wolf. “A!!! ". Mad dog let out a sarcastic laugh. I halted in my stride and turned to him. "Did you just laugh? “No, sorry." He apologized quickly as he struggled to keep a straight face. My cold gaze never left him. I didn't care about who loved Gwen and who she loved. I was done leaving her to half-baked men. Hastening my stride, I made my way to the party. Everyone was waiting.

These people who are disrespecting her in the name of "friendship" And then I want to yell at her for letting them do it. "Get ready, Tiff, I'm close," Nate yells, a look of ecstasy crossing his face as Tiffany sucks so loud I can hear the pull from where I'm at. He grabs her hair and groans, the cheers in the background increasing as people pass money back and forth, presumably for the bets they must have placed. My stomach rolls. I think I might be sick.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

In fact, she liked them so much that she had an entire wall of them. Before I could speak again, another pair of arms pulled me closer. "If my wife wants anything, I'll buy it for her." Sean frowned and gave Ethan a look, telling him that he could stop the act at a time like this. But Ethan simply held my waist even tighter as if he did not see it. Feeling the strength of his hold, I calmed down too. "I believe you haven't forgotten about the one-month-long contract, Mr. Green? Right now, I'm Ethan's surrogate girlfriend."