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Excerpt & Guest Post GRIMM’S END by Shiloh Walker

Grimm's End Shiloh Walker

A few years ago, I was sitting in my recliner, hunched over a box of tissues and loaded up on Nyquil while fighting a ridiculously high fever and freezing.  Buffy the Vampire Slayer was on.  It was the Hansel and Gretel demon.

The scene below inspired what instantly became one of my favorite series—and I think it will probably stay that way.

Giles: There is a fringe theory held by a few folklorists that some regional stories have actual, um, very literal antecedents.

Buffy: And in some language that’s English?

Oz: Fairy tales are real.

In my fever and Nyquil clouded brain, this sounded…awesome.

I was like…whoa.Grimm's End Quote 4

What if that was true?

What if the fairy tales were real? Well, not real, because that’s just stupid.  A candy house would be eaten by birds and stuff. (Yeah, yeah…it’s not a candy house, but work with me. I had a fever, remember?)

So why were the crazy stories so crazy?

Naturally, there was a simple answer.

The stories were crazy to hide something even more convoluted—the fairy tale characters were the real people, like Greta.  And yes, Hans was real, but he was a very, very bad boy and died a horrible Grimm's End Quote 3death.  It’s the circumstances that were different…instead of wicked witches and ovens, glass slippers and step-mothers, there were actually demons. Monsters. And the fairy characters we know are actually guardian angels.

Thus was born the series known as Grimm’s Circle.

By the way, for people who watch a similar sounding TV series…eh, well, my series started in 2009, three years prior the TV show.  It’s just one of those things. Great minds, maybe?

I played with folklore and fairy tales with most of the books—most.

Now, six years and nine books later, it’s coming to a close.

Grimm's End Quote 1The ninth and final book will wrap up the series.  As I mentioned in the author’s note, while their battle isn’t coming to an end, their stories will.  It’s been a long, fun ride, but just while stories do have a beginning, they also have a close.  I knew from the beginning that Will’s book would be the last.

I hope I did him justice. His was always going to be a story of redemption and learning how to forgive.  If you haven’t read the series, I hope maybe you’ll pick it up. If you have and are waiting for Will and Mandy…I hope you enjoy.

“He needs to yank his head out of his ass,” Rip said, scowling.

But he stayed and talked with the rest, roughing out a plan.

Grimm's End Quote 2The night was quiet and for the first time, he could breathe in something other than smoke and death—well, if he could get past the stink of it on his skin.    “John, I want you to…”

The words died as his skin started to prickle.

Slowly, he lifted his head.

He wasn’t the only staring out into the night.

Slowly, he turned, searching for the source of the disturbance.

He caught a glimpse of a shadow out in the night.  The brilliant lights coming from the work site back in the distance made everything else seem so much darker, but he could make out Tag’s form.

He looked at Greta, reassured himself.  She was there.  She was fine. She was safe.

The air went tight.

Then there was a scream.

It might have come from Tag, because he saw the young one stumble.

But it could have come from Rip himself.  He stared, his body frozen. In the span of a heartbeat, one of the smaller rents formed in the air—an inky black blot upon the darkness of night.  It formed right behind Greta and snaked out.

Her mouth snapped out—a scream ripping out as she was jerked back.

Rip lunged.

Something knocked him back.

Greta tried to claw free.

The rip was closing in—she disappeared.

Rip screamed.

For those few moments, his entire world ended and his heart disappeared.


A dark shadow appeared.  Blood spilled into Rip’s eyes, coming from a wound he didn’t realize he had.  There was a form in that rent, the doorway into the void.  No.  Two forms.

Greta came flying out.

She landed on top of him and he grabbed her, clutching at him.

But she tried to tear away from him, screaming.

“Let me go!” she shouted.


“It was Will!”

If you’ve been enjoying the Grimm with me, thanks for your support. I hope you had as much fun as I did.

Shiloh Walker has been writing since she was a kid. She fell in love with vampires with the book Bunnicula and has worked her way up to the more…ah…serious works of fiction. Once upon a time she worked as a nurse, but now she writes full time and lives with her family in the Midwest. She writes romantic suspense and contemporary romance, and urban fantasy under her penname, J.C. Daniels. You can find her at Twitter or Facebook. Read more about her work at ShilohWalker.com. Sign up for her newsletter and have a chance to win a monthly giveaway.

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