Griffin Stagg Novels & Stories

Each charge alone sufficed to send him to the gallows a hundred times over. I leaned down and said in a sharp, mocking voice, “You thought you could fool everyone by turning those deputy commanders into your personal army? Griffin, do you take the Black Guards for dead men?” Griffin’s face turned pale. He slumped to the ground, staring blankly ahead. That scroll had destroyed what little pride he had left. “No... this cannot be true...” Joan suddenly charged forward like a madwoman. She tried to snatch the scroll away. “Griffin is a great hero! He could have never done such things!”

Only those who are ready to sell their soul for discretion are allowed in. At the center of the room, a man with perfect muscles and fat ass moved around the pole with smooth control. His almost naked body spun around the pole as he blended with the slow music. Stygian himself watched the guy as he moved with slow and practiced confidence. Sitting carelessly on the velvet sofa, nothing concerned him with the dude between his legs, sucking his cock. His focus was on the stage because that was where all the pleasure came from. Some of his acquaintances sat on other sofas, close enough to see the stage but far enough to distance themselves from Derek Stygian’s sin, as they usually call it.

Instead, she continued typing on her phone before she dropped it and stood up. She walked past us towards the staircase while Clinton and I continued watching her. She didn't climb the stairs and I thought it was because another footsteps were coming. I was right because a lady finally came down, a wide grin plastered on her face. Clinton froze beside me as if caught in a sudden frost, his entire demeanor stiffening like a statue carved from ice. On the stairs stood a stunning lady who looked like she had stepped out of a magazine. Her golden pixie-cut hair framed her face perfectly, and her skin glowed with a radiant brilliance.

Storming into theirs I kneel down out of breath “ Oh goodness are you alright dear?” grams says running over to me “ yeah I’m fine I just had to walk back here because my car wouldn’t start.” “ I wonder if you were a target.” she mumbled “ what?” “ Nothing dear, go to the kitchen and I’ll make some tea.” I do as she says, watching her make tea I couldn’t help but ask “ Have you heard of this ‘king’ rogue who’s built himself a pack back in the US?”

Katie said. "We've been waiting for you, for God know how long, what happen in there with Mr Solomon?" Sandi asked holding her hands. "Can you guys imagine that old grug asking me to accept him as my boyfriend" she said angrily. "This is really serious of him oo, how could he even think of that in the first place with his student" Katie said. "I wonder what he would call or make you in his house" Sandi said. "His second wife of couse" Katie adds.

“Did you check his background?” “yes, Lycan Aaron. Doctor Griffin is the offspring of Beta Xyrus and belongs to the lineage of the Lycan Alpha's potential successor. Although he could have been a contender for the Alpha position, Doctor Griffin relinquished the opportunity several years ago and opted to pursue the study of medicine instead.” My ego was CRUSHED by the information I had just heard right now. "Wait, so you're telling me there was a man who could've gone head-to-head with me for this position, but he chickened out without even giving it a shot?" I demanded, my eyes all bloodshot and intense.

Jace looked up at Griffin, concerned. "Griffin, are you okay? You look a little sad." Griffin forced a smile, trying to cover up his true feelings. "I'm fine, buddy. Just a little... tired. Yeah, that's it." Jace nodded, accepting Griffin's explanation. "Okay, Griffin. Let's finish our mac 'n cheese!" Griffin nodded, his heart heavy with emotions he couldn't express. He watched Jace eat, his mind whirling with thoughts of Sarah and how much he loved her. No one loved her like he did... but she never understood this.

No sense scaring a kid near-to-death, he figured, especially if he wanted Claire to see him as a decent guy. “Hi, Tanya,” Claire said. “Yeah, I’m fine.” “Really?” Tanya said, looking Griff up and down. “Hi. I’m Tanya.” “John Griffin,” he said. “But everyone calls me Griff.” “Oh, do they now?” Claire said with heavy sarcasm. “I had noooooo idea.”

"Is your 'Uncle Marcus' coming back?" His expression told me the truth. My practiced smile faded as cold realization washed over me. All the pieces clicked into place-the stabbing, the rest room incident, Peter's injury. Samuel Griffin wasn't just an annoyance; he was the puppetmaster. "You've got quite the appetite, Mr. Griffin," I said coldly, anger simmering just beneath my controlled exterior. "Skylake District is Skyview City's crown jewel-countless families have their eyes on it, yet you want it all for yourself?"

And without Fenrir to guide Griff, he went looking for his father and landed in a new set of problems. The vision shifted to the tall hedgerows that bordered the alpha’s compound, which had once been my home. I glanced down at my body, noting that I was not only wearing a three-piece navy suit with a polyester shirt but that it was unbuttoned, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of a hairy chest. We must have skipped ahead at least a decade because Griff had been in his mid-twenties when he arrived in Logris. It was a bright spring day, and Griff walked alongside the hedge, holding a Tiffany-blue box wrapped in a white ribbon. As he rounded the corner to approach the compound’s iron gates, he cr