Novel & Cerita Grimm Fanfic

“Yeah, I forgot. The summer solstice. You want to flaunt your fiancee in my face one last time before I go off to risk my life for you.” Grim couldn't help smiling. “Look at how jealous you are,” he teased. There had been a change of plans. The scene that he had witnessed of her sleeping with his brother was the major cause for the change of mind. She was more comfortable with her hand being entangled with Dale. He could have her. Grim was officially stepping out from whatever they had. He hadn't loved her anyway. He could have walked in on her and Dale earlier on in their union and he wouldn't be perturbed.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Gracie smirks proudly as if she weren't a rat a night before ready to die by her boy's mother. "That you were about to be killed as a rat by Aunt Drew? Or that you pulled over a blanket to hide yourself?" The girl was having too much fun in just degrading her friend's actions from her drunkard state. "That silver haired otter!" Gracie furiously curses under her breath. "Whatever Sira!" She exclaims, banging her locker close after taking her books out.

But to my surprise, the space beside me was empty, devoid of her familiar form. Confusion and curiosity washed over me as I scanned the room, searching for any sign of her. Where had she gone? And then it hit me—the realization of my triumph. I had successfully cloaked Gracie's abilities for the second time, causing her to submit to me completely. The memory of her yielding to my touch, her passionate response, filled me with a heady sense of power and fulfillment.

Grim muttered. Emily scoffed and curled her arms over her chest. She chose to not open her mouth again. Grim was a man hard to talk things out. “Drink my blood and your father will live again.” He disappeared out of her sight and reappeared in front of her. Grim elevated his hand to his face and bit down on his wrist. Blood trickled out of his skin and he brought his arm low then let it near her face. Convinced, Emily grasped on his forearm and sucked the blood out of his wrist. She sucked every blood she can consume and slowly, her vision dimmed. Her heart raced and pounded hard against her chest and her body fell limp on the ground.

she asked, a grin on her face. Grace snarled angrily. "Just wait, I'll carry his child, father a son for him, and you'll be my maid." She gloated. The bitch giggled as she walked away from Grace, her back to her. Grace let out a rumbling howl before transforming into a deep brown wolf. ‘Bitch, you made a mistake!’ She screamed violently as she sank her teeth into the omega's lovely neck. As her neck snapped, the omega could hardly scream in astonishment. Her body lay motionless on the ground seeping the carpet with blood.

Half of the smirk was a smile, while the other half made the others feel a tingling chill traveling down their spine. Griffin did not care about Fane’s gaze as the grudges between them were unresolvable. On top of that, he looked down at those who relied on others to improve their status. Griffin chuckled and spoke in a manner that made Fane want to kick his teeth in. "Junior Brother Fane, why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong? You can point it out if you think that there’s something wrong with what I said." Fane replied coldly, "I'm impressed, Senior Brother Griffin. You're capable of doing anything just to fulfill your despicable wishes."