Grimm Novelas e Histórias

“Think, damn it. Seventeen, dark hair, maybe using a fake name. If you’ve seen a girl running scared, I need to know.” Every answer came back the same. Silence. Confusion. Dead ends. Rhett slammed his phone onto the table, the crack of it turning a few heads in the common room. Hawk raised a brow from the bar. “You trying to break it or just scare it into talking?” Rhett shot him a glare that shut him up quick. ________________ Grim found him later, sitting outside on the porch, smoke curling from the cigarette between his fingers. “You look like hell,” Grim said simply.

Dan's weight on me was too much and I couldn’t break his grip on me. My legs were pinned by his legs hooked around me and my hands held above my head by his. His breath smelt sweet and unusual; it was sickening. He held his face close to mine when his phone rang in his pocket. He jumped off me and I started screaming. He ran out of the room slamming the door behind him, my screams were pointless. However, it was the first sign of hope. If I could somehow submit to him and get his phone from him, I might be able to reach out.

The twins’ graves were adorned with fresh blooms daily. And Cedric? He slept in the chamber most nights. Not to mourn. But to remember. To sharpen his will. To plan. In the closing days of that first month, Grimm’s name began to spread through the underworld of Country L like wildfire. Two bribed officials were found dead, one from snake venom, the other from frostbite despite the summer heat.

The other leaders looked at him with varying degrees of annoyance. “This isn’t a joke,” Grim said, his voice low, still holding down his rage. “I’ve seen the bodies. I’ve seen the aftermath. And I’m telling you, this thing is real. It’s not a ghost, it’s not a rogue wolf, and it’s certainly not a fairy tale. It’s a threat. And if you don’t believe me, then we’ll all be paying the price sooner than you think.” The room fell into a tense silence. No one spoke for a long moment. Alistair stood again, his old eyes fixed on Grim.

Grim muttered with purplish gue dripping out of his mouth. I shuffled backwards with the ice scrapping on my hands and wetting my clothes but it didn’t matter to me, he was going to hurt me- my eyes narrowed and i stopped. I pushed up to my feet and stared at the monster in front of me. I clenched my fists together and stared at Grim, his grin had reduced and replaced with a snarl.

After the face disappeared, Adrian heaved a sigh of relief. He sat on Grim's corpse to catch his breath. His clothes were completely drenched, and he was exhausted. However, he did not dare rest for too long as he was unsure of the situation at Gold Haven. After a few minutes, Adrian got up and was about to leave, when he spotted something black on Grim's body. The thing was lodged in Grim's head as if someone had performed surgery to implant it on the monster. It was a black metal block with runes on it, similar to the ones Adrian had seen in the past.

He teased, giving me a childish grin. “Try that one more time and I swear to god you’ll be 6ft under ground.” I huffed with a pout. “Awh, I’m scared.” He placed his palm on his cheek, leaving me chuckling at his cute behaviour. “I swear you don't want to anger the one who knows how to kill people." Winking at him, I gave him one of my menacing smile that left him all flabbergasted.

’ 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**

I chuckled at my own joke. He quickly opened the door and pulled me in. "Well, now that you're here, no need for masturbation anymore." I pushed the shopping bag into his chest. "I got you clothes. Now put them on before I report you for sexual harassment, chipmunk fucker." He smirked and grabbed the bag. "Spicy Gi is back. I like it." He quickly pulled out the shorts and slid them up his legs. Then he pulled out the t-shirt and held it away from him to look at it. "You got me a shirt that says, 'I don't need therapy. I just need to get F#ed in public by thirteen werewolves?'"

I am loving the confidence in my voice, sixteen year old me would be impressed. "Oh, yes." Mr. Carmello clears his throat. "We have to get the stakes and vervain ready. Our bite can kill these vampires but we still have to be armed, we'll end this tonight. We'll destroy the people that killed my son and with a grey wolf by our side." Mr. Carmello looks at me and grins. "we're sure to win?" Everyone begins to clap and cheer. "alright let's get ourselves ready." They all make move. But that old man is still looking at my mother distastefully. What's his deal? "Don't pay any attention to Gustavo. He's an old man who still lives in medieval times."