Young Griff Novels & Stories

“Mom, I swear I didn’t do anything!” “Leah, not now,” Ruby snapped, narrowing her eyes at her black-haired, green-eyed, 9-year-old daughter. I stared down at my son and folded my arms across my chest. “What exactly happened, Griffin? I want to hear it from you.” “It wasn’t my fault, Mom…” Griffin said, shrinking in his seat a little. I noticed he had a bruise on his cheek and his blonde hair was ruffled. I inhaled sharply. “You got into a fight?” I asked him, looking at the principal who nodded his confirmation, leaning back in his seat, he waited for Griffin to tell me the story. “Griffin Bernard Evergreen. You know better than that. We raised you better than that.”

He looked over at the other men, “Hans, get her some water.” “What are you doing Felix?” asked an older man, as the younger man ran off. “Griff, we don’t torture.” He looked at the man before turning back to me. “Who are you?” “You can’t believe anything she says, she’s a manipulator. She killed her own kind,” claimed Griff. Killed my own kind? I could never… I blacked out, I’m missing a lot of time, what if I did do something? I was messing around with a lot of spells. What if… I began breathing fast again.

It doesn't take me long to turn away in disgust. Griffin doesn't smile as he approaches the bars, inches from my face. As I try to remain calm, I notice that today he looks like a phoenix - glowing with the emotion of fury or excitement - with his red hair and animated expression.

I don't have to worry about the headmistress, the gym teacher, and everyone else that hates me. Griffin leaned against the front door, his getup is sexy in his bad boy charm. White tank top, leather jacket with the sleeves cut off, and a pair of dark blue jeans tucked into black boots. He may not have my sense of fashion, but whatever he's doing works for him. My cheeks warmed, does he know what happened between me and Dell? Nah, I'm sure he doesn't. "I'm ready." He looked up from his phone, running his gaze over my attire.

The pup had blonde hair, just like Sophia, and brown eyes, similar to Brandon, Calvin, and Colton. "I didn’t get a chance to thank you personally for the help during the war, Alpha Miller." "You don’t have to because I didn’t help you, Moon Goddess," Wylder replied. "I’m here to meet Griffin." "Fin" Theodore called his name, and a moment later Griffin walked out of his room on his own, taking baby steps. He fell down in the middle and started crawling. After reaching the couch in the living room, he stood up on his tiny feet again with the help of the couch and started walking again. He went near Theodore.

And I pop the trunk open for her to see the other gifts. She was happy crying and I hear another car horn blowing. Looking behind Ms. J's car I see a new army green and matte black Chevy Camero with a huge black bow on it. I smell my grandparents, my Moms parents and grab Ms. J in my arms carrying her to meet them! Walking up to them I see them sniff the air and shock hits them hard. "Zavier!? Is it really you? Oh Granny's big boy is a man now!" I nod grinning, "Yes Granny it's me, I shifted and this is my Mate, Ms. J!" She gets out and comes to give me a hug. I hold Ms. J in my right arm and hug my Granny tight. My Granddad gets out of their Red Range Rover, opens the back door and starts t