Grim Fable Novels & Stories

"Our village is under attack by Griffins!" shouted the young man. "Mr. Al and Miss Erin, may I give you your first quest to take care of this Griffin?" Arlom said while giving 2 necklaces with S rank plates. "Come on!" I exclaimed without thinking. From what I read in the library, Griffins are shy beasts that won't just attack. There must be something that makes them attack and that something must be attractive. "Where is the village located?" she asked.

I explained. Griffin screams so loud which caused me to flinch in horror as I begin to take a few steps back away from him. He begins to grab his hair with both of his hands while he walks back and forth and in small circles. He paused and faced me with tears in his eyes while his hands were trembling. “Griffin…” I muttered. “I saved you!” He slams his fist on his chest. “I fucking saved you from being killed! Me! Me and not Milo!!” He slams his fist harder on his chest and seemed like it was not hurting him at all.

He spat on the ground to order, with a stingy smile , "Kill every man in this herd." Come the sound of women's screams , if the companion is killed, the wolf will die.. Ardina despaired of herself crying heartily, why doesn't she have superhuman strength to save her father? Haha, even her wolf has not yet come out, what do you say hey!! They violently knocked her down along with the rest of the women of the herd, as she crawled slowly, groaning, her features wrinkled with great pain, from her broken leg, and she hugged her mother tightly.

"Madeline, don't think that this will make me forgive you. Get out here!" There was only silence. Everyone exchanged confused and tense glances. Furious, Ean hesitated before saying coldly, "Bring her out for me!" A few guards rushed in. Moments later, their horrified gasps echoed as they found my frozen body curled up in the corner. "Mrs. Smith... She has frozen to death!"

Frank stomped on Gable's only leg, narrowing his eyes as he growled coolly, "You really don't know when to give up, huh? Not content with killing your father, you'd try to kill your mother too?! You're a real animal! It'd dirty my hands to kill you!"

’ A bulky chestnut colored wolf with gold markings linked his trio. **Kugri** ‘What do they want out here, with us? Don't they have enough in their bowls dealing with the Rogues?’ A smaller gray wolf growled. **Moon** ‘Their intentions are good as far as for them being in our presence. That makes them worthy of talking to.’ A pale, almost invisible wolf asked quietly. **Shyfter**

Cliffhanger: As they regrouped and tended to their wounds, a chilling howl echoed through the night, signaling the arrival of a new threat. From the shadows emerged figures cloaked in darkness, their eyes glowing with a sinister light. The rogue werewolves had unleashed their final weapon, and the Gaia clan realized that the ultimate test of their strength and unity was about to begin. The fate of their world hung in the balance, and the time for the final battle had come.

I replied with a smirk and his expression suddenly went from one of being completely smug to looking absolutely petrified in a matter of seconds. "When a wolf loses their mate, they can be very unpredictable. I would hate for you to meet Blake's wolf if you, not only killed Ellie, but you also killed his child," I continued to smirk as I watched the colour drain from his face. He wasn't so powerful now and neither was he so damn smug.

He hit me across the face and sent me crashing into the ground. "That's it," he said, cheerily. "Fight. Struggle. Oh good goddess, I love it." This man was feral. He was feral and insane. He sounded like the pleasure of seeing me in pain was sending him over the edge. It made me both irritated and disgusted. "You're a monster." I spat at him. "That makes two of us." He was about to attack me again when he heard some noises. "Oh, you brought some friends." A wolf leaped out from behind me and attacked Grim. It bit into his arm before he flung it away. The wolf landed on its legs and growled at Grim.

When my pubes changed from pink to blonde and my appearance reverted back to normal, he had been furious. “Cathwulf,” Griff said. “Tell me what’s wrong.” I rubbed the back of my neck and glanced out of the window, where the train whizzed past schools of fish. The movement was so fast that I couldn’t tell their species. Not that it mattered. “Cathwulf.” His voice was more forceful. “I did something unforgivable to you.” Griff bared his teeth. “Do you have another wolf?” My gaze snapped back to his furious golden eyes. “Of course not.”