Rias Grimory Novels & Stories

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

I almost shouted at Kamron while he tried shushing me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to look him in the eyes. “This is normal in my family,” he said. I was stunned. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? Silence filled the air and we looked back at Mina and Kimia. Kimia was cradling a young wolf. Her pelt was gray with flecks of white on her stomach and around her mouth. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was beginning to slow. Kimia petted her and made shushing sounds between soothing comments.

The meaning made her nauseous, but if she found the wormwood and she got what she wanted, she would be content even if she had to die. A cold wind suddenly blew past, making all the hairs on the back of Drusilla's neck stand up. She stood up, looked around, and then she noticed Thalia was acting strangely. It seemed that she was no longer in the present, her eyes were white and lacked expression. Then suddenly Thalia collapsed, Drusilla panicked and ran to catch her, so that she wouldn't fall to the ground. “She appeared, Almira White. Her soul was imprisoned in the wormwood tree, but why appeared to Thalia Grace and not her? Why is the spiritual connection between the White bloodlines so di

Esmeralda had seemed as harmless as a dove with her beautiful, lush red hair and green eyes, she had such an innocent baby-looking like face. No one would have thought her to be the person she made out to become. But in Mara's case, it was way more complicated than what they believed. Grimshaw wanted her, and Grimshaw was no recruiter of humans. He despised them and saw them as a lower specie. His favorite recruits were all things sorcery and magic. The man was a freak of evil, ranging from mages to actual sorcerers.

Loud gagging sounsd errupted his lips as his hands clawed into the snow. “What is happening to him?” Atlas asked as he watched Grim with utter interest. “What did he take Miera?” he turned to Miera, who’s face was scrunched up in disgust. “If i’m right it’s a potion made from this parts of the world, it’s a forbidden mixture banned away by the witches hundreds of years ago because of what it could do to any one who managed to get their hands on it.” she explained and i turned my attention back to Grim. He had stopped gagging but something was off about him. His body was no longer olive instead it was a deep purple shade and the marking around his neck had changed pattern, it was now moving i

“Hell no. I can't get used to a new Pack. The Vulcan Pack remains the only pack I can boast of. It's the only pack I am comfortable in, which is why I really want to do everything within my powers to make sure that the Alpha comes back to the pack.” “I'm glad you agree to this. Though, I'm still distressed. I mean, we have no idea about the Vampires and where their base truly is. How am I supposed to find out where they took him?” “For this, I think we would need the powers from an old grimoire. Though I don't have that.” “What? What is a grimoire in the first place?” “A grimoire is a book of witches. I used to have one, but over the years, I lost mine. And ever since then, I haven't had the

“I mean, no respect, Alpha, but how would five of us attack that pack with Grim around? You are sending us to our death" Alpha Killian released a loud, powerful growl and hit his fist on his table. “Grim! Grim! Grim! Is he not a man like you? I need you to save my sister, and besides, he is not around. He went on a trip. Make sure you rescue my sister or don't come back, or else I will kill you,” he shouted. “Grim is a hybrid, Alpha. He literally killed half of our pack because we formed an alliance with his enemy. Send more of us; five of us can't take down Grim, and you know it,” Lia said.

The venom in his stare as he glanced toward Lyra made my wolf bristle, but I was too weak to rise. “Be careful, Grimhold,” I rasped, dragging air into my lungs. “He’s stronger than he looks. That dark magic he weilds has completely enhanced him.” Grimhold’s grin returned, wide and wicked. “Good. I’d hate for this to be easy. Then I’ll simply need to go all out.” His body shuddered, muscles tearing fabric as fur rippled across his skin. Bones cracked and lengthened until the monstrous full Lycan stood before us, black as midnight, his golden eyes burning like suns. With a thunderous roar, Grimhold charged Jacob head-on.

Rita "Blackthorn wasn’t built for the weak," Gogo said, stirring a steaming cup of rooibos tea with a long, carved bone spoon. The scent of cinnamon and earth filled the kitchen as Rita leaned in, listening. "Three founders—a witch, a werewolf, and a vampire—came together in a time when our kind had to hide or be hunted. They made a place where magic wasn’t just tolerated. It thrived." Rita traced the rim of her own cup. "So it was always a school?"