3 Days Grace Gone Forever Novels & Stories

Then I pulled the door open and went back inside, back to the noise and the lights and the crowd chanting Alfred’s name, back to the life I was trying so hard to destroy while simultaneously trying to hold together. Grace was waiting for me when I got back to our spot near the stage, her eyes narrowed. “Where were you?” “Getting air.” “You’ve been gone for fifteen minutes.” “I needed fifteen minutes.” She opened her mouth to say something else but Alfred’s speech was wrapping up, his voice building to a crescendo that had the crowd on their feet cheering and clapping and believing every lie that came out of his mouth. “And that is why I’m asking for your vote!” he shouted. “Together we will

A werewolf only has one fated mate in their lifetime. But my Alpha husband Derek refused to acknowledge me. All because I was human. Six years ago, to be with him, I was forced to sign a humiliating breeding contract with the pack elders. Bear an heir within one year: receive ten million. Bear an heir within three years: receive three million. If no pregnancy occurred within six years, I could not interfere with my husband's affairs outside the marriage. Derek's eyes burned red as he roared at me: "Did you become my mate because of me, or because of the Thorn Pack's fortune?!" From that day on, to punish me, he deliberately brought his assistant Camilla to every event, doting on her ri

“Not yet.” Vladimir’s jaw tightened. “It is over, Grace. Today, you leave. And if you ever come back, it won’t just be words. You understand?” Grace hesitated, then turned on her heel, walking back to her car with a rigid, controlled fury. She didn’t look back. Claire and Vladimir watched as the black sedan disappeared down the gravel road, the forest swallowing the echoes of its engine. Silence settled over the cabin. Claire exhaled shakily, leaning against Vladimir. “Is it really over?” she asked, voice barely above a whisper.

Chapter 68 { D E A N } Three days. I hadn't heard from Grace in three days. Ever since she broke up with me, I've felt completely empty. As cheesy and over the top as this may sound, everything seemed to have lost purpose and meaning. I never thought a time like this would come, where Grace would no longer want anything to do with me, where we wouldn't be together.

To ensure that she would have absolute authority, I sold the family heirloom that Mom left me and used all the money I had to help her become the biggest shareholder. Looking back on the past, I realized that the wonderful love that I shared with Grace had just been a massive illusion. Everything that she did was just a part of her scheme. I eventually fell asleep to the sound of the rain and thunder. … Seven days passed in the blink of an eye. I had no idea what Clarence did, but Grace stopped contacting me. I held up my hand and counted down the days with my fingers. There were only three days left before I would be free.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself not to think about it. The ink on the agreement was still fresh, a binding seal on our broken marriage. As his arms tightened around me, I felt only a suffocating nausea. I stood rigid in his embrace, counting the seconds until he would let go. This wasn't a reconciliation but my final, silent goodbye. With his signature secured, the man who had once been my entire world was now nothing more than a stranger I would soon forget.

Shane said softly. Grace sighed harshly. It was a three-hour drive from home until they arrived at the place. She wanted to visit that place every day to make up for her longing. However, the more times she went there, the more time it would take to let Kairos die. Grace smiled faintly, turning her head to look at Shane. Shane returned the gaze lovingly. "I don't want to come back here." Grace said in a hoarse, trembling voice. Her reddened and teary eyes reflected her current mood.

On the other side, I sat by the window on the airplane, watching the city below grow smaller and smaller until it was completely swallowed by the clouds. The cabin was quiet. I closed my eyes and replayed the past 23 years in my mind like a film. Tears slid down my cheeks without me realizing it. It was time to say goodbye to my past. … Third-Person POV The next morning, the local news reported, "Last night, a speeding car caused a traffic accident and burst into flames. According to the latest updates, the remains of a young woman were discovered in the vehicle."

"I'm not leaving her." "Good." He looked at Grace. "I know you hate the restrictions. Hate being protected instead of living your life. But Grace—three days. Give us three days of maximum security while we end this threat. After that—after we've eliminated the Preservation Front leadership—you can go back to your studio. Your classes. Normal life." "You're sure you can end it in three days?"

His hand reached out to meet Claire's hand as his eyes, stinging and only able to see blurry shadows. Blinking again, Alex saw no one near him. His body grew weaker, and Claire, who was there, was just a shadow of his final wish. He never saw Claire, and no one ever came back for him. A few minutes later, fully equipped rescue teams entered the laboratory and found Alex's heartbeat had long stopped. Alex passed away in his thirties. Alex's engagement ring lay on the floor, outside his ring finger. They were sure that Alex, with his last strength, pushed out the ring.