Grim Fable Novels & Stories

It was like walking on a single string while being blindfolded on a rope above a sea full of sharks or maybe a river full of crocodiles. It was even hard to think what to compare with it, but one thing’s for sure, it was like leading herself to a grave Sierra didn’t even know existed in the first place.

They have brought me here. Great play! They are fuc*ing too smart. But they don't know who they have messed with. I guess I am only left with my skills now. Taking out the dagger in my combat. I grip it tightly. To get up. Cracking my neck to get ready for a bloodbath. They attack first and I slide my knife through their thick fur, painting them red like canvas. Their screams echo around as I move at inhuman speed. Dropping their dead bodies one after the other.

Just do it"she yelled. I did as instructed and I felt I kicked something,it flew out the kitchen door,I saw five note monkey men like creatures with slimy stuffs coming from their mouths.. "You expect me to fight those things" "Yes of course I can't fight them,just attack their heart and you should be fine ta ta"she said and I felt the connection break. "Great come get me you assholes" I smirked and looked at the mop stick beside the dinning and it appeared in my hand

There were always a few rows before Greta and Tom would be going. "I Beta Paul Gryffin, pledge my loyalty to the bloodstone pack and Alpha Erik Bloodstone." He started to cut his hand and allowed his blood to drip into a cup that had the blood of the animals they hunted last night in it. He brought it to his lips and shot it back. I could feel his link sever. He bowed his head and then stood behind his wife as she did the same.

“Ahhh!! “ A scream erupted from my mouth as he grabbed my other hand and twisted it behind my back too. This rendered me motionless. “Did you really think you could defeat me by becoming a Vampire? I can crush you with the flick of my finger. A few minutes ago, I was just caught unawares….” He lowered his mouth to my ears and nibbled it. Then he whispered into my ears, “Would you like a repeat show of what I did that day… I am sure it would be a better experience since you are much stronger now.” The next moment he was doubled over as I used my heels to kick him in the groin.

It faltered in its flight, its wings momentarily losing control as it tried to regain its balance. Seizing the opportunity, Elliot rushed forward, drawing the sharp knife with a smirk expression. As Elliot closed in on the stunned griffin, Elizabeth kept a watchful eye, ready to assist him if needed. She scanned the surroundings, searching for any additional objects that could aid their fight against the formidable creature. The griffin, now recovering from the blow, fixed its gaze on Elliot and let out a menacing growl. With a fierce intention, Elliot swung his knife, aiming for the griffin's vulnerable underbelly. The knife instantly connected, drawing a deep gash across the creature's abd

,his chuckle makes me jump. "I was talking to you, baby, but she is beautiful too. Hi, I'm Grim, the leader of the underworld. I see we got problems out there. Roman seems calmer now, "he sits beside me. I move, but he stops me by touching my belly. A smile forms on his handsome face. "I sense a very strong male. You will have a great alpha",his hand strokes my belly as his eyes focus on Amber. She begs my mate to leave me, and I tense.

I said. He raised an eyebrow as he went down on his knees, helping me fix my shoes. My eyes widened in surprise. Never in my wildest dream did I imagine that Grim would one day go on his knees and help me buckle my shoe. Grim, the most feared hybrid, was on his knees helping me with my shoe. Did hell freeze or something happened that altered the cause of nature? He stood up and took my bag from my hand. “You know I can't help myself? It's my bag; I can hold it,” I said.

Radolf’s wolf spoke within, guilt and soberness etched on his face. "There's no getting back. She's gone and the truth is, I hope my son would get her for himself” The man smiled confidently. "Your son?” Radolf said as he squinted, confused by the man's words. “Don't worry, you'll hear it too" The man crooned, his lips curving into a smirk. Radolf’s face reddened as he felt a mix of emotions flush through him. _____________ "I'm Gremory, the oldest vampire alive in this town and all I want, is blood….I need to survive”

“They fought like they had something to prove. Not mindless beasts looking for a fight—soldiers with a mission. Faster, stronger… coordinated. Like a pack.” Alexander’s golden eyes flickered. “Did you see him?” Liam snorted, kicking at the dirt. “If by ‘the ominous him,’ you mean GrimMaw, then no. If you meant some other mysterious him, I’m gonna need details. Maybe a sketch? A last known address?” Alexander sighed. “GrimMaw, Liam.” “Right, right. No, I didn’t see him.” Liam rubbed his neck. “Which honestly makes me more nervous. It’s like knowing there’s a spider in your room but not being able to find it. I hated that guy—always an ass when we were kids.”