Comics, Novels and Short Stories
Grubb's first novel, Azure Bonds, was coauthored with his wife, Kate Novak, and first published in 1988 as part of The Finder's Stone Trilogy. The second and third books in the trilogy, The Wyvern's Spur and Song of the Saurials, were published by TSR in 1990 and 1991. Grubb and Novak continued to write novels in the Forgotten Realms setting over the years, releasing Masquerades, Finder's Bane, and Tymora's Luck. Other settings for his novels have included Magic: The Gathering, Warcraft and StarCraft. He also authored the 45th issue of Superman Adventures, "Mateless in Metropolis", which had a cover date of July 2000.
He has written a number of short stories in different fictional worlds, including Dragonlance, Forgotten Realms, Ravenloft and Thieves' World. In general his short fiction has been well received, with his story "Malediction" being described as amongst the best of those included in Thieves' World: Enemies of Fortune, while "Beowulf in the City of the Dark Elves" has been regarded as the best of the original fiction in The Further Adventures of Beowulf: Champion of Middle Earth.
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