Grimmjow Quotes Novels & Stories

“I think it would be even better if you go f*ck the meat grinder.” Griff laughed out loud and even jumped around in joy. He was even in tears as he laughed, but it was not known what was funny with what Javier had said exactly. Griff wiped his tears and said to Javier, “Alright then. Since you’re such a playful one, allow me to grant your wish.” After that, Griff waved his hand at his underlings. “Go on, go bring out the meat grinder. We’re going to have our eyes peeled as this guy here shows us how great it is to be able to f*ck it!”

“They fought like they had something to prove. Not mindless beasts looking for a fight—soldiers with a mission. Faster, stronger… coordinated. Like a pack.” Alexander’s golden eyes flickered. “Did you see him?” Liam snorted, kicking at the dirt. “If by ‘the ominous him,’ you mean GrimMaw, then no. If you meant some other mysterious him, I’m gonna need details. Maybe a sketch? A last known address?” Alexander sighed. “GrimMaw, Liam.” “Right, right. No, I didn’t see him.” Liam rubbed his neck. “Which honestly makes me more nervous. It’s like knowing there’s a spider in your room but not being able to find it. I hated that guy—always an ass when we were kids.”

I was rubbing my jaw on the drive home and Grim looked concerned. "I laughed too much," I mumbled and he chuckled. "I had a lot of fun too," he told me and I nodded. "Do you have reaper cognac," I asked curiously, actually wanting a glass. Grim cocked his brow and eyed me strangely. "You can drink our cognac?" I nodded my head and smiled. Grim chewed on his lip and pulled into his driveway. "Shouldn't I drink it?" I asked curiously. He shrugged casually.

I gushed. He smiled proudly, " I know"" You should smile more, you look less scary" I said. He scoffed," you should smile less, you look like the fucking grinch". I gasped," You swore"" who doesn't?" He asked " I don't" I replied. He snorted," su—re"" hey I'm telling the truth" I tried to defend myself but he wasn't buying it. " My turn... What's your most embarrassing moment?" I asked with a wicked smile. I sat on the floor beside the couch.

he said, his tone hostile. "Oooh ! And why?" I asked irritated. Grimmjaw suddenly appeared in front of me , his eyes burning with hatred. "Maximus," he sneered. "I should have known you would try to spoil my fun." "What are you up to, Grimmjaw?" I demanded, my senses on high alert. I raised my sword, my grip tight as I prepared for battle. "What was this?" I demanded, my voice laced with fury. "Why are you trying to fool me with an imposter?"

I traced a constellation with a glint in my eyes, “It’s my motto, maybe you should make it yours too” I tilted my head to give him a genuine smile. I saw his wheels turning in his head for a while through his green orbs, then he broke into small chuckles, shaking his head. I blinked my eyes as to why he was laughing. We were talking serious things right before he began chortling. Did I say something funny? “Why’re you laughing?” I asked. He silenced his chuckles to look at me biting his lips preventing any more. “No wonder you were called the ‘Quote Schmuck’” he quoted.

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

A fervent light was in each set of eyes as well. The room filled in behind us. I could recognize Grams' energy signature. I didn't really care who else was here as long as they were willing to discuss their thoughts with me later. "We're ready. But I swear to the stars, Tove, you speak in technobabble, I'll intention your shit to pieces," Grumpy said with a grimace.

someone in the audience seat asked. “Are you joking? That piece of useless trash isn’t even in the same league as the God of War!” “Are you trying to get yourself in trouble? Don’t even compare the God of War to someone like that! It’s humiliating!” Despite the criticism, everyone shared the same question but no one wanted to believe it. How could the God of War have the same voice as the useless trash of the Quint family? What kind of lame joke was that? “I bet that useless trash heard the God of War’s voice before and started to mimic the same voice. That’s why they sounded the same.”

“Of all the people I expected to see in the middle of the apocalypse, you were… actually pretty high on the list. Not gonna lie.” His smile widened sharply and ugly. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” “Don’t,” I shot back immediately. “It’s not.” Grimlow’s eyes flicked over me then to Ashley, Lucius and finally Martha, like he was assessing value, calculating something in that twisted little brain of his. “What you’re witnessing,” he said, his voice almost proud now, “is my masterpiece. My creation. My genius finally realized.” I let out a short laugh, shaking my head.