The Grishaverse Novels & Stories

Maura’s jaw dropped and the boys’ eyes widened with shock. "What?!" exclaimed Noah in disbelief. "You’re lying. You’re just saying that to protect that pretentious Cass," he added. "How dare you?" scowled Cass lunging at Noah. Maura embraced the enraged Cass trying to hold her back and pacify her. "Her words hold no lie. She is Eris: the goddess of discord, bringer of strife, and queen of Asphodel," convinced Lethe. "And who the hell are you?" Noah asked in hostility.

And still yet, that remains the least confusing thing, as what is, is the finding of the stake of Adonis, which was used to kill King Orrin. So many questions left unanswered, because yet, I never expected the Lord of the heavens to let such happen, without giving us any kind of sign. Still yet still, it is still a sign from him that each and every God he created is now in danger, meaning a new supernatural has risen, or it could be a supernatural who has always been there.

gently. 'Not the child, witch! I warn you.' Shoosshh! This time Galindra was the one who threw energy, yet Esper could have blocked it either. BHAGG! The movements of their hands were swift and delicate, as well as the exchange of energy blasts. 'How stupid are you to think that a mere made-up prophecy can stop me,' Esper said. 'Whatever you are planning, stop it now. You are just starting another bloody war here in Yrthos. Many might lose their lives again. The realms

"And that Innehavres always find each other again." Purl nodded and put up a shield to hold Gran back from Tarsi. He didn't look at the pair on the bed as Gran held on to Wound's paw until the last moment. But the anger, the sharp white sparks of energy, kept flying at them. Even with his shields up, Purl couldn't block them all. Just like he couldn't block out the string of foul language that came out of Gran's mouth, cursing them both to the worst kinds of eternal punishments. Gran kept going until he ran out of new ideas and then he just silently cried as he gripped Wound as tightly as he could.

They failed to see the more atrocious enemy of their kind — the ones they later called the "Witches" The exact events during the final war on that island which used to be the Sanctuary of Beasts did not reach a single human ear for no surviving hero came home to tell them, although three witches made it back. However, the next thing they knew, chaos and fear spread beyond control. This time, by the hands of those who they once trusted with their future. Darkness succumbed almost the entirety of the world with Witches committing dreadful exploits everywhere, terrorized Kingdoms, and conquered territories. The worst thing; no one from heaven descended to aid them this time.

They were vicious against enemies, the shapeless assassins and spies that could penetrate the defences of any threat whilst also providing aid to those that they obey. A faint shuddering in the shadows hinted at the appearance of the wolves. They moved cautiously, looking to avoid the last of the dappled light that fell between the pine trees. Slowly their forms took shape like watery images of beasts, their bodies floating and swirling like smoke and mist. Behind the witch, the warriors shifted uneasily, still not used to seeing these curious creatures. “Look, Signe! Do you see them?” Estrid cooed to her daughter, pointing to the first of the shadowy figures that stepped out from the roilin

She quickly scooped some more into her mouth and she felt her energy coming back to her, she didn't notice it but damn she was exhausted. "Now that you've regained your energy, sit down and listen I'll tell you everything you need to know" Elle nodded and sat down "For starters, you are still on Earth but in a different realm. A realm that no one in the human realm really knows about. This realm and most of the creatures in it are as old as the first human to exist, it's called the guardian realm because it exists to guard and protect the world, especially humans, yes! Humans" the tree said, and Elle looked at her skeptically

"Proceed to the next action! Collect the souls!" ❇❇❇ Rain started to pour heavily as orcs and giants came down from the ship. They hustled their way out of the tall building and slaughtered every normal they could find. They collected their souls, placing them in a cell-like bag as the normals just start to disappear, turning into white orbs of energy. The normals couldn't see them, leaving them defenseless and without any idea what was upon them. Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city.

The fae realm. Or what’s left of it. Fire stretches across the horizon, devouring structures that look like they were never meant to fall, twisting towers of stone and magic collapsing in on themselves as the sky above fractures with something unnatural, something violent, something that doesn’t belong in any world meant to survive. Screams echo. Not human. Not wolf. Something older. Something powerful. Something dying. My chest tightens as I turn, trying to take it in, trying to understand what I’m seeing, but there’s too much—

"Y_YOU BITCH!!!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" With her loud yell everything fell into pin drop silent as the only thing that could be heard was painful hiss of Victor. Grusha was breathing rapidly as her chest heaved up and down since it was first time she ever got the chance to stand for herself and take revenge from the ones who wronged her and she felt utterly satisfied which could be seen in her face and maniac smirk. "Grusha.....mind m_my w_words. Y_you are g_going to die li_ke y_our m_mother."