Grumpy Puppet Novels & Stories

My family is one of the famous clans in Romblon, and sometimes I hear the words thrown at me. Grumpy is a wise man.Yes, even in university, I hear that term. I can't blame them because I'm not that approachable; I'm grumpy, I don't deny that. But they're not the type to get angry for no reason; maybe they say they're not approachable because they didn't try to approach and talk to me.

Rupert’s brows kept twitching as he internalized the woman’s various descriptions of him. “Ah huh. Aren’t you?” “I have a name, tsk.” “There it is. Mr. Grumpy.” The woman chuckles. “Anyways, what are you doing here mister? Are you stalking me?” “In your dreams, woman. And stop calling me, mister. You're making me look old.” “Oops, sorry.” With the dead air in between them, Rupert hands over the package in her lap. “Here, take it.” “What's this?”

I didn’t deserve to wear this because Dylan didn’t want me as his mate. A lump rose in my throat, but then Bert’s voice sounded beside me, “Do you think John’s ever gonna lay off the ribs?” I followed my friend’s gaze, biting my lip to hide a smile. John, one of the older members of the pack opposite, was tucking into his third plate of red meat. The man had terrible gout but was notoriously bad at restraint. John often joked it was his wolf’s appetite. I smothered a laugh as John’s wife nagged him.

he whispers, making him gulp, "Okay, Grumpy?" — Grumpy's flustered 🤭 Don't forget to vote, comment and follow ❤️

"Mais, El, and Junie, let's go. It's time for dinner." His strange values were deeply ingrained and beyond saving. Nothing could change his mind. "Grumpy Grandpa! Grandpa's bad for bullying Mommy and Grandma." June's rosy face reddened with anger, and her large, jewel-like eyes glared at Fulton. Elio wore a serious expression. "I suggest the grumpy grandpa learns from Dad on how to change for the better." "Change for the better?" Fulton was at a loss for words. "That's right, Dad has changed for the better now. Grumpy Grandpa, you better ask Dad for advice. If you don't, you'll regret it when Grandma leaves," June added.

“Let’s face it, Osborne. That girl is nothing but a fat, disgusting, low-life hippo—” That was it. The last straw. In a flash, I had her by the throat, lifting her clean off the ground with one hand. Fury burned through me, tightening every muscle. Her feet kicked against empty air, and still her lips curled into that mocking smile, like she’d won something by driving me to anger, her hands held mine. But her words fell flat against the fire in my chest. My grip tightened, and my voice was a growl, vibrating with fury. “At least that ‘pig’ has something you’ll never have, Bella”

“Can you imagine what they would do if they ever got their hands on a Theta?” Gabe growled low in his throat and the little girl on his back made a frightened sound. “It’s okay Sara. You’re safe. Gabe just likes to grump a lot. I think he’s a really old man. Like a grandpa, you know? Grandpas are always grumpy. It’s because their bones ache, you know?”

I smiled, fighting back the tears “Look, he even brought one of his toys to show you today.” "Uh... Hey, Annie. I'm Theo." he whispered shyly, looking up several times as if to make sure I was there, before approaching the grave "This is my teddy bear. Eden calls him Mr. Grumpy. He didn't have a name before, so she gave him one. She also told me you always stay here while she works babysitting, so..." To my surprise, he placed the teddy bear against the headstone, leaving it there "I brought Mr. Grumpy for you. It's a gift. So you won't be alone."