Grumpy X Sunshine Books Novels & Stories

Bookshelves lined the walls, their shelves filled with a vast collection of knowledge and wisdom. Harley Louis leaned casually against the window, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Let me tell you," he began, his voice alive with animated chatter. "Those old geezers in the Granger family are something else. The moment they caught sight of you returning, I swear, they were spewing curses under their breaths."

Grump closed his lips and sealed it shut. Orlando chuckled as Grump got snarl by the mightiest female werewolf. Austin slightly let out a laughter. Boy are they in trouble. “You set me up,” said Grump, lowly talking to his alpha. Austin couldn’t help but give out a burst of butterflies. His son let out sound of giggles. Agatha’s eyes water with tears. What a happy reunion they are all having. They need more days like this than any. Solomon was stirring and making noises. Austin shuffle the blanket back and show Grump, his newborn pup.

So she simply picked Sunshine up by her hand and gave her two big noogies on each side of her head. Naraja rubbed the back of his neck while chuckling at Teresa and Sunshine as they were now in their own little world, but only because Sunshine had to be reprimanded for her small actions of a child, but yet rude in the end. Naraja was now starting to come down off of his laughter and to terms with everyone here and how they were as people. As human beings. Even if he didn’t know all the answers right now for himself and this place, he at least had these people right in front of him to help him find the “Red Book Of Memories”.... Whatever the hell that means.

"Frank. I didn't know you were joining us." "Neither did we," Sunny said, voice cold and harsh. White fire flashed in her eyes. "We were simply following stray dogs to their kennel." Oops. I knew this wasn't in Mom's game plan. The werewolves standing at attention around the room snarled and huffed at the two vampires who snarled and showed fang back. "Shiny!" Gram lurched to her feet, leaning all the way over the table, belly pressed into the soup stain, to grab at Sunny. The blonde vampire snapped out of her anger and met my grandmother's eyes, her face softening. "Chocolate!"

Boulder rumbled beside him, his tawny fur ruffled, the sunlight reflecting in his amber eyes, the grove a sanctuary, the warmth a shared triumph. Lila smiled at Alya, her hazel eyes bright with hope, her voice soft, the sunlight illuminating her face, the warmth of the grove a mirror to the joy in her heart, the air thick with their shared legacy, the grove a sanctuary, their bond a radiant flame. “Her story will be legendary,” she said, her quill pendant gleaming in the sunlight, the sunlight dancing in her eyes, the grove a haven, the warmth a shared joy. Spark yipped beside her, her golden fur ruffled, the sunlight reflecting in her amber eyes, the grove a sanctuary, the warmth a shared t

“Together.” The sunlight streaming through the library windows had shifted to a mellow gold, catching dust motes in the air. We had been here since morning—surrounded by piles of parenting books, notebooks, and scattered sticky notes with phrases like feeding intervals and safe sleep positions. The smell of parchment and tea mixed with the faint floral scent of Seraphina’s hair. By afternoon, we were down to the last book on the stack—its title written in soft silver across the cover: From Pack Leader to Father: Transitioning with Grace.

I answered him with a smile. He then clicked his tongue and all of a sudden, his face darkened. “I already did and it does not do me good,” he coldly muttered. I was caught off guard by what I heard and got curious about what happened to him. Is that the reason why he’s always grumpy and gloomy? Does someone hurt him? I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the mass was about to end. "Let's give each other the sign of peace. . ."

“Mister, Madam. Please, have a seat.” She somehow looked like Granny, minus the attitude and sassiness, and plus the accent of people here. I smiled back and nodded, pulling Matthias with me to sit on the available table. She gave us the book menu and explained some of the recommended dishes. We ordered a few with earl grey tea and filled croissants. For twenty minutes, we ate and enjoyed the vibes of this restaurant. It made me wonder if a parallel world really did exist, could I have this warmness too? Would I still have Granny (maybe she was kinder in that world) and we eat at home every day?

Prince Wiratmaka stopped running and looked up. “Oh, my God! There’s a fire!” Pramesti looked up too. The sky had turned crimson, and thick black smoke was billowing into the air. “Did Tanpa Aran set fire to the houses too?” she muttered. “Come on!” Wiratmaka grabbed Pramesti’s hand again. They pushed hard up the slope. The closer they got, the clearer the sounds became: a chaotic mix of shouting, screams, and the sharp clang of weapons colliding.

He nods. “My Sunny helps place orphans with good packs. One of her many pet projects,” Godfrey says, as if it's no big deal. “Sun… Sunny? You’re the one who helped find red wolf pups,” I say, my voice nearly a quiver. I don’t know why but it just came out that way. “Oh yeah. My wolf Ember… well I lost her when… well you know,” she says, clearing her throat.