Grimm Monsters Novels & Stories

He opened his mouth and cursed, and the stench directly sprayed on Grimm’s face. “Urgh!” Grimm’s stomach was already uncomfortable that night. After smelling the stench, his stomach immediately started to churn, and he wanted to throw up. Seeing that he was about to throw up, Yori was completely furious. A scumbag criminal dared to do this to him, and he also put his anger towards Monica on Grimm. His face suddenly became very cold, he looked more like a murderer than the two people in the interrogation room. He was so cold and gloomy that Grimm quickly covered his mouth in fear.

“Each one looks like they are fight scenes. With people and animals fighting… monsters. Good grief, how could I forget that? Those monsters. The little ones looked like smoke and tentacles. There were so many types of monsters and it got confusing seeing some attacking each other. We need to look at them in a fresh perspective.” “This all on this whiteboard you are talking about?” Larin clarified with Gemma and Becky, who bother nodded. “The next thing we have to discuss is where have we got the Fear Mongers cornered? I know we have some in the attic and basement of the main house and in the crypt there’s a room we’ve locked them in. Hugo, did you and Angelica find any?”

“Let’s get one thing straight—I know damn well the only reason some of you even tolerate me is because you want me to finish what you couldn’t: destroy the Royal City. You want a war. You want blood. But I’m telling you now, that’s not the war knocking at our door.” A low murmur rolled through the chamber like thunder on the horizon. Alpha Oscar of Hillspark narrowed his gaze. “Then what kind of enemy are we talking about?” I drew in a breath and let it out slowly, feeling the gravity of what I was about to say. “They call themselves Grimhowl. I don’t know what the fuck that means—but they’re no ordinary wolves.” I paused, watching confusion crawl across their faces. “They… lacked souls.” “L

Grimm always wanted a child, but he could never find the right girl for him. As many of these bitches he had fucked, he felt that none of them was worthy of carrying an heir for him. Everybody in Hell had a bunch of kids from multiple women, but not Grimm. He didn’t even have one. And because of him not being able to have one has been the laughing stock within Hell, lately.

And finally, everyone observed the hundreds of monsters that appeared to be blobs of water but had crimson, ominous eyes. "Grrrh!!!" They all assumed their stances and prepared their weapons. The mages had no choice but to wield the short blades that they always carried. They realized they were in the biggest danger since all of their strength had been locked away. … "Grrh!!!" A horrible shriek was heard, followed by scores more identical screams. The initial cry would make anyone's heart skip a beat, but the chorus and the army of monsters spawning would stop anyone's heart. "What in the world are those?" Looking at the monsters with basic features created of hail, I said. They resembled sn

Gen snorted. Monstra Fidelis – Monster Fight Club Advisor: Commander Karrin Vorax Summary: Unofficially official. First rule: don’t talk about it. Second rule: absolutely talk about it. Night duels. Monster form combat. No magic, just raw, feral brawls. Watchers can place bets. Winners gain power, respect, and invitations to secret GraveGalas. “Okay this one’s screaming my name,” I whispered. “Also, secret parties? Hell yes.”

I said lightly. “Have you gotten used to it?” “Sort of. Still figuring things out.” I paused. “I told you about the recent deaths, right?” She nodded, her brows drawing together. “Yeah. Vampires and wolves, right?” “Three in total,” I said, my voice quieter now. “All of them found on the outskirts. Burnt. But not by sunlight. It wasn’t natural. The smell lingers even after they’re moved. Like scorched flesh and ash soaked into the ground.”

CAELUM'S POV: I never wanted to come to this useless diner meeting, but who would have thought that even one of the biggest business tycoons would dread an old lady's words. I was so sure that I would be bored to death in this meeting, but then again what choice did I have. Grams made the last call and when I say anything is better than making her angry then grovelling to seek her forgiveness I mean it. When we entered I had a certain picture of this family as grams had associated herself with it. When I saw Mr. Carter, I thought that this family would be a finery, but when I was greeted by his wife, I was more than disgusted.

I just wanted the tension to be light before Bina speaks as she ted to deliver a news that always grim for the masses to hear. “On this skirmish alone…we have slain of estimated of 1.5 to 2 million monsters…40% of those numbers were Tier 3 monsters..the rest is Tier 2 and 1…also 4 Tier 4 monsters….long?…it should be, Your Highness..because our fight has cleared the entire Eastern Alemia Region of potential monsters attacks….”.(Grand General Bina)

They all looked relieved. “You got the answer correct, now what do you seek for,” the monster asked. “We seek for the black crimstone,” Darrell replied. “In between me, it is,” the monster said and began to crumble “Farewell Guardian,” the monster adds and falls down to the ground like pieces of rock, the black crimstone laid on the ground between the pieces of rocks.