Grimm Novels & Stories

Gracko scoffed, his voice laced with disdain. Gracko's voice dripped with malevolence, his words hanging in the air like a malignant promise. "You are mistaken. I haven't even started punishing you. When I do, you won't even have the strength to ask for forgiveness." His eyes seemed to gleam with an unholy light, his chiseled features twisted into an evil smile that sent shivers down Vanessa's spine.

Grim stumbled back but never fell. Gathering himself, Grim raised his hand to strike me, but was stopped. Luca’s hand reached out and caught it. “I don’t think so.” Bring my leg up, it connected with his balls, making him double over. Luca grabbed the back of his head, smashing it against his knee. This time, Grim flew backwards, landing on some scattered concrete.

"The Harrison Pack!" Mr Glamora mumbled within himself after hearing Cornor's Explanations "Interesting, And what makes you so sure Glamora?" Hambora taunted with a smug "It's Harrison Pack Hambora, during the Fatal War, not Everyone died Remember and besides, It's only the Harrison Pack that will have a Mixture of Supernatural breeds within a Single Pack!" Glamora Replied and Hambora nodded, he knew better than not to get on Glamora's tail whenever the Harrison Pack were mentioned, his Wife had been killed during the Fatal War and ever since then, his grudge for the Harrison Pack had only deepened.

enjoyable and their wildlife flourishes. The people there match their planet even better than we match ours. They all have deep brown skin and dark green eyes. They like to surround themselves with nature. They like quiet and solitude. They typically have small families and are rather shy when conversing with someone outside of their immediate family. There are five of them competing. The planet Makskin has the harshest environment. The air there is hard to breathe at times and the rain that falls there can burn. But they have built domes that encapsulate their cities, so their people live in an environment that is controlled now. The Makskin people are all different shades of burgundy. The

How did I meet someone like this? How did life happen? I went from hating someone with all my whole heart and being scared of him to falling in love with him and spending time with him. The same beast that we are all scared off. It made me realize that Grim was not a villain. He just misunderstood. He was just someone with a soft heart who got betrayed and scorned so badly that he did not bother making any amends again. But wait a minute. How did he know what I was thinking about? I glared at him, and he gave me a sweet apologetic smile. He continued reading my thoughts.

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

And at this time it was Grace who accompanied aunt Callin's to spend time sleeping in the enemy's company. She almost died doing hard work, making her eyes feel tired just to look around, she is also a teenager who has a fear of ghosts, vampires and the like. Is Mr. Emeron's company a place for vampires to hide? While the owner of the company has a more disgusting nature. It felt like Grace had to get rid of her excessive fear in order to go up to the top floor and enter Mr. Emeron's room. Cigarette smoke could be seen billowing on the other side of the wall, there were groans there. Oh, damn it!

A voice yells and everyone turns to the direction it came from. I rake my eyes all over the person. Another wasteful rich son of a bitch, oh how much I hate rich people appears tall, with masses of dark brown hair and a five o’clock shadow that graces his chin, giving him a bold look. He’s good-looking but not as good-looking as Mr Grim, I don’t know his name so Mr Grim will do for now. He's decked in a grey suit and his hair is slightly in a dishevelled mess but in a way that makes him more attractive.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

He smirked: "I'm not so easy to die, you go first." Elias charged at two hairy beasts with red eyes just like them. His claws are also longer and sharper than usual. His claws cut deep into their flesh, blood trickling down to the ground. But just a few seconds later, those cuts completely disappeared, as if Elias had never cut sharp cuts into them. The two beasts let out a few ghastly screams, their whole bodies emitting a strong fishy odor, and jumped towards him. Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it.