Grim Tales From Down Below Minnie Novels & Stories

Helpless, she can only ask for help: “Grimmer, help me. Please… help me!” – Her voice is getting smaller and harder to hear because she is choking. "Oh?" Malcolm gives a creepy grin, turning his eyes to Olivia. “Yes, Grimmer is the kitchen assistant here. I'll call him over." When a man named Grimmer walks in, he is surprised at the scene before him. The girl is slowly losing consciousness, she turns her pitiful eyes toward the man. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying too much.

the woman explained. I pondered her words and began to grasp the concept. It seemed akin to accidentally disrespecting a sacred place by spitting on it, then spitting again to negate the first act. "Wait," I said, chuckling as I began to see where this conversation was going. "Are you suggesting..." "Exactly, Luna. The original Rein krnasi used the Grimoire as the basis for their intimate ritual, and you must do the same," the woman said, leaving me momentarily speechless.

It started with a half-eaten pizza and a late-night rom-com. Ellie, Minnie’s endlessly dramatic roommate with a flair for impulsive decisions and glitter eyeliner, slammed the laptop shut mid-credits. “Okay, that’s it. I can’t take this anymore.” Minnie blinked, still chewing on crust. “Take what?”

The little girl was staring at the opening in the floor. Pure terror on her face. “What is it?” Adrian demanded. Elara’s voice shook. “It’s not just a staircase.” Silence. The golden light pulsed. Once. Twice. Then something moved in the depths below. Something enormous. Something alive. And slowly, from far beneath Blackthorn Mountain, a colossal golden eye opened and looked directly up at us.

*LAUREN* "Child, the beast you see in the basement is just part of your imagination. Forget everything you see in the basement." Granny Ursula told me, disregarding what I saw with my own eyes, that it was not real. My eyes widened in disbelief, and I shook my head while I was staring at Granny and listening to her explanation. I cut her short: "Gran, you lied to me. You told me that those entities there in the basement are harmless and won't hurt me if I just light the candle, stay quiet, and leave right away. But that scary beast ran after me! It's going to eat me!" I insisted.

I’d somehow managed to get Mallory to stay home, but I had to have Mina eat at my place and make a double chocolate cake for the M&Ms. Mrs. Graycort is one of the coolest people ever. She just says what she thinks as it pops into her brain. She had me set the table and asked me all sorts of questions about Nate and his mom. “So, is he cute?” She asked. “I think so, but I’m pretty sure Kam would disagree,” I giggled. Kimia was also helping. “He’s got hair, a face, a wolfy-boy smell, and all limbs that are legally allowed to be visible.”

Cortana, the woman who owns Jinx, wife of this branch’s mafia leader Jenson Santino, spent close to two million expanding and renovating the basement to be able to include werewolves in their weekly fights. We take the employee’s staircase, which is secluded and much narrower than the main entrance and find ourselves nearly twenty feet below ground. The ceiling is rather high, carved to look like some kind of tomb. There are arches cut within the stone, crafted into every doorway. Clusters of skulls and bits of bone protrude from the wall in random places. The newcomers stop and ogle at them, often running their hands over the skulls and snickering to their friends, curious if they’re real.

“How long has it been, huh?“ Three fucking weeks, Minavera! I gave you three weeks to infiltrate Black Moore, get into that damn restaurant, and bring me information about the girl! And what do I get instead? Silence!” Minevera’s shoulders shook slightly as she looked down in shame, her tears rolling down her face and dripping onto the dusty floor. “I’m sorry, Master,” she stammered, her voice barely audible. “I...I tried honestly, I did, but there was nothing suspicious about the girl. So far she seems… normal. I think Master Griffin made a mistake. She doesn’t look like someone who has any strange power or ability. She doesn’t even have a strong wolf from what I’ve gathered.”

"Have you been watching too much tomb-raiding fantasy movies? There are no zombies here. If you don't want to go, stay here, and we'll bring you out later." As soon as he finished speaking, Mary Kinson stepped deftly onto the edge of the hole, and the opening widened. She jumped straight down. Mincent stared wide-eyed, not sure if he should be amazed at Mary Kinson's boldness or call her crazy. Before he could react, Yang Feng jumped in right after her. Mincent hesitated for a moment before following suit. The area below was completely undeveloped. The air was filled with dampness and an eerie wind blew through.

Mila nodded and left after that. I took the twins and made my way down to the catacombs under the estate, where the women, children, elderly, and infirmed had already started flocking. The air was thick with the musty scent of cold earth and stone, and soft voices were echoing through the cavernous space. For a long time, all was quiet. Everyone gathered in the back of one of the tunnels, and I helped Grace keep the children entertained, offered supportive words to the others. I assured them that the rogues wouldn’t make it this far.