Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 31
Lightning flashed, transforming him into a grim spectre. "hezzi? i..." ander didn't know what to say. what could he say? what sequence of words could there possibly be that would excuse him?
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 15
It was a silly notion, a grim leftover from ander's childhood thoughts, but even now, he was unable to shake it. there was just... something... _missing_.
Prologue
I smiled grimly and gave cuthbert the barest glance before i nodded. he regarded me momentarily before ducking out the door.
Alantris, Chapter 8
What if athera was possessed by a daemon, like grim said? how could he hope to stop someone who has already transcended death with mere illusions? howl sighed.
TLoS: Draconic Visage Chapter 1
"disappeared in a flash" terrador answered grimly. "few seconds later, this thing shows up in his place, still asleep". "then maybe it can tell us what happened to spyro" cynder interjected.
Brother Light, Brother Dark: In Which One Forgives
"no one does at first," replied talos, his voice hollow and grim. "but i think you're just uncertained by the fact that you do. so allow me to make up your mind." donichus wanted to fight him, but for some reason, his feet remained rooted in place.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 18
His collar was soaked in it, and every time he swallowed, even more would come flowing down his throat, fresh and wet, shining in the gloom with a grim, bronze sheen, but he didn't seem to be aware of this.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 27
He nodded though, and set his jaw grimly. "very well. though it saddens me to say it. i'll have the preparations drafted up, a safe passage chartered. are you sure this is what you want?" "quite sure."
And I Must Scream
"this looks like a suicide note," fran had noted grimly. "well, you weren't supposed to see it until it was finished." the jackal had picked it up. "this is over three hundred pages long." she'd skimmed through it, as well as she'd been able to.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 109
His collar was soaked in it, and every time he swallowed, even more would come flowing down his throat, fresh and wet, shining in the gloom with a grim, bronze sheen, but he didn't seem to be aware of this.
Nightworld 03: The Source
"welcome to nightworld," isla said, her face grim. the source laid to their back, a few metres deeper into the tunnel. the truck was ahead, but the driver had killed the engine.
The Protector and the Peacemaker: Chapter Twenty Nine
His mood turned grim as well, but he nodded. _"just..."_ she said, her helmet melting away, "_try not to kill her, okay?"_ mrs.