female grima fanfiction

In the shadows of Grimm, monsters wear human faces, ancient bloodlines manipulate kingdoms from the dark, and Grimms are feared as living nightmares. When a man from another world awakens in the body of Nick Burkhardt weeks before the beginning of the series, he already knows how the story is supposed to end. He knows Aunt Marie will die. He knows the Royals are moving in the shadows. He knows that Hexenbiests, Blutbaden, and countless Wesen are preparing for a war hidden beneath modern society. What he does not know… is why an ancient system chose him. ALPHA GRIMM SYSTEM ACTIVATED Unlike ordinary Grimms, he can evolve. Every hunt grants power. Every defeated Wesen offers traits. Every dangerous alliance changes him. And every intimate bond with a female Wesen unlocks abilities capable of turning him into something far beyond human. Enhanced senses. Predatory instincts. Hexenbiest magic. Monstrous regeneration. Ancient Grimm abilities lost to history. But power has a price. The more Wesen traits he absorbs, the more his humanity begins to erode. The line between hunter and monster slowly disappears, and whispers of an ancient truth emerge: Grimms were never heroes. They were apex predators created to dominate the Wesen world. Now hunted by the Royals, desired by powerful women, feared by Wesen clans, and watched by forces older than civilization itself, Nick must decide what kind of Alpha Grimm he will become. A protector. A conqueror. …or the final monster hidden in the dark.

I was just a normal kid ready to start his life, then bam!!! dead and now I'm in Grimm. well at least there are a lot of animal girls........ wait, wtf I'm a Grimm?????

A man gets bodyswapped into Hagrid right as Harry is being delivered to the Dursleys. The new Hagrid knows his canon, sizes up his situation fast, and decides things are going to go a little differently this time. Like, say, not leaving a one-year-old on a doorstep in November. What happens next? Chaos, mostly. Abandon all expectations of plot logic, canon compliance, and character sanity — this fic is pure chaos, proudly OOC, gleefully AU, and home to a Mary Sue of legendary scale. If you're still here — welcome aboard. If you want to support me and read some chapters earlier: patreon.com/Aetern1tas

An older, more experienced and more deadly Grimm comes to Portland. This new Grimm doesn't share Nick Burkhardt's moral compass. Nick has to find a way to stop him from hurting more Wesen, all while dealing with the aftermath of the spellwork Adalind has done in year's past leaving him all but incapacitated. This story takes place after the series finale, but ignoring the epilogue.

A short spin-off about GreyxSeris

Dans une station spatiale luxueuse, refuge d’une élite désœuvrée, l’humanité observe de loin une Terre mourante. L’arrivée d’un émissaire terrien bouleverse cet isolement confortable, mettant en lumière l’égoïsme, la décadence morale et la responsabilité collective face à un avenir menacé, où progrès rime avec indifférence, jusqu’à l’éveil d’une conscience tardive.

I Took just one day off the Grind to hang out with the boys. A drink here and mushroom there and i fucking died. I now feel no remorse for fucking your girlfriend george. Fuck you! Mh... Might as well get back to the Grind in this world as no other than Lemillion himself in My hero academia.

Many millennia before the events of Subaru Natsuki’s arrival in Lugunica, there existed a peculiar Grimoire, one not forged by mages, but born of tragedy. Inside it lingered the soul of a young girl from another world, reincarnated not as a hero, but as a sentient book. Some would say it wasn't on her bingo card. In time, she discovered that those who touched her could hear her voice. With this, she made contracts, binding pacts that linked her fate to a wielder’s, ending only in death. At first, it was a desperate attempt to understand this strange world and stave off the crushing loneliness of her new existence. She taught magic, shared knowledge, and guided countless mages, watching each student rise and inevitably fall. But centuries, dull sentiment. So what began as a search for meaning became a way to entertain herself, finding amusement in the ambitions, flaws, and short lives of those who sought her power. The strongest user of magic this world had never known… bound forever to pages. Now, in the present day, fate stirs once more. After centuries of not having a contractee, and recently tossed, and shoved into the ground, she senses a ripple in time. This time, unlike before, she knew this contractee, would be far different from the rest. A new game. indeed. Will her presence save this reckless fool… or drag him into deeper ruin? We shall see.

KJ, a 16-year-old from a rough neighborhood, dreams of making it big as a rapper, despite growing up in a poor family. After releasing a viral diss track aimed at a local street legend, Blaze, KJ catches the attention of his community and the music world. As his popularity rises, he must navigate the dangerous undercurrents of his neighborhood, facing threats, jealousy, and the pressure to stay true to himself. With the backing of a local gang and his undeniable talent, KJ fights to prove he belongs at the top, but the road to respect is paved with struggle, street politics, and hard choices.

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."