Watcher Grian Novels & Stories

Gryphon frowned at the interest his mother was showing. “What is this watch? It’s my first time seeing it. This isn’t from either Monarch or VNVS. Where did you buy it? It looks so… strange.” Parker stopped wringing Gryphon’s arm and received the watch from her son. She stared at its dark hues, but the silver frame and moonlight theme on the face made her feel sad. Then again, it also felt like acceptance… and worse, moving on. “Did you get it customized?”

Chapter 6 : Dawn of Uncovering The TV screen at the police station was showing a documentary about a case of missing person. The reporter was expertly detailing the events that led to the uncovering of the mysteries surrounding the disappearance. He emphasized that the success of solving the case is due to the unwavering cooperation of witnesses and the victim's family as well as the devotion of the police force led by Detective Ian Murray. Detective efforts were praised but Ian felt hollow. He felt tired, the file in his hands seemed to be heavy . His mind is in fog ,his mysterious caller also left a message. His phone display said, I will meet you., but that was all. He knew it’s goin

It’s Tuesday and Amber, is very excited about seeing Grant again. He will pick her up from work at 11am and take her around his family’s research facility. They’ve made some very interesting discoveries over the last few years. To help not just the visually impaired, but other disabled people with a number of impairments. Not long ago they made a watch that will monitor your heart rate and alert you if it starts to fluctuate too much. It can also send the info to their doctor, so they are kept up to date with any problems they might be having.

One that said some black-armored thief sneaking a kill steal under the nose of 67 hunters, including military officials. Today Grisha had taken a day off from Glitch and came to the famous Dominion Riots Center. One of the most interesting features in the training rooms inside Dominion Riots was its gravity enhancers. She had dialed the gravity of the room to be 4 times the normal. It was intentional, otherwise; she was just too strong for this place. Today her purpose wasn’t training, she just wanted to wreak havoc to her heart's content. Soon Grisha noticed that her quantum watch vibrated. It was a holographic call from someone she was familiar with.

Again. Breathing deeply, he paved his way to the right wing of the place and headed to a huge garden located in the middle of the Palace. Large balls of energy were emitting different spectres of light to the surroundings. There was a stage situated a hundred steps away from him as people gathered around it. He walked a few steps ahead as he tried to look for his brother and mother on the stage. Instead he saw his father, a man in his mid 60's with a grey beard covering half of his face. He was wearing a green velvet robe bearing the Seal of the Guardians: a symbol of a fist wrapped in a circle. There were four others who stood beside him that wore the same robes with the seal.

A low rumble moved through the bears—uneasy, reverent. Thorn stepped forward then, his broad frame tense. His eyes, usually narrowed with suspicion, were wide and burning with confusion. “That thing beneath us,” he said. “That wasn’t Hunter tech.” “No,” Ronan growled. “It wasn’t.” Thorn’s gaze slid to Kiera—not fearful, not hostile. Assessing. “The Watcher,” Thorn said slowly, naming something none of them had spoken aloud in generations. “The thing the elders warned us about. The thing the clans swore never to wake.”

I mean, it's the least a wicked alpha could do. "Sir she left already," Grace said in a low tone. "Who dropped her off? " I ask. " No one, she left alone. " " You should have asked Stephen or one of the drivers to drive her out safely. Call her to know if she is safe! " I don't know why Thyla or me is getting worked up but I need to do something. My phone rings aggressively. It's the watchers. "There is news of a rouge in the territory, we wanted to alert you. We don't know what they are after..." I cut the phone immediately and head straight out.

After a brief pause Grenville, amazement laced his voice answered, “I think they know they are being watched.” “Don’t be ridiculous, how could they know?” “Well it looks like they do.....interesting.” said Grenville thoughtfully with narrowed eyes. The couple then walked out of the lift and the camera lost sight of them. It would be a worrying turn of events if they could feel if they were being watched. Just then Grenville heard a printer start up behind him and he turned and watched as the image the technician had screen grabbed from the camera feed was churned out of the printer. He picked it up and took his first proper look at their prey, so this was the elusive Hugh Crozier he presumed

The table was a marble countertop that showed the map of the secret divisions, stretching from Khriva, down to Varagrafena, and beyond the mountains that led to Norspatia! “Okay, what’s the rush?” Crescent called out in his deep, gravel voice. “You won’t believe it guys but I saw her. She is coming!” Eriva informed exuberantly with a huge smile, her deep yellow eyes brimming with excitement. “And who is “her”?” Poseidon was the one who popped the question, with deep furrows of confusion marring his perfect, clean, shaved face. “Grisha! She is coming and she will be among this year’s intake.” She laid the news to us causing us to look at her in disbelief.

Lyra didn’t disagree. Her focus shifted again, this time to something even deeper. A cross-link. Between the Watchers… And the Echo. It wasn’t a full connection. Not yet. But data was being shared. Subtly. Efficiently. Dangerously. “They’re feeding it,” she said. Adrian’s head snapped toward her. “What?” “The Watchers,” she clarified. “They’re not interfering directly, but they’re providing data. Behavioral analysis. Pattern refinement.” “So they’re making it smarter.”