A Fall From Grace Novels & Stories

She asked him. "Omar." He said. "Omar?" "Yes, Omar.." he said smiling. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you join as a waitress at the bar? I mean you can apply for more jobs based on your qualification." Grace let out a deep sigh, "I couldn't complete my graduation because of my financial issues. And I have to take care of my dad. So I have to work there to provide medicines for my dad and also for our daily expenses. I thought I could save some money and can complete my graduation when I lost the scholarship in my final year. But I guess fate doesn't want me to be happy." She said the last part in a low voice like mumbling to herself but Omar heard everything.

He smiled. After meeting her, he started to smile more. Then his mind replayed something and his face lost the smile. His Nano was so wrong. How can a fragile, something so sacred be the reason of his downfall? He can't let his grandfather's words take over his head. She is worth every price, every risk. ******

He could understand her worries, but he felt worrying wouldn't solve anything as they still had to move on anyways, no one would want to remain on the same spot, would they? “ Hm. ” she still had her eyes outside. “ There's a saying, the higher you go, the tougher it becomes. ” Evie mused. “ This makes me wonder if the reverse is true too. ” “ Meaning? ” “ We've all heard of people falling from grace to grass, right? "The first thought that came to her mind was of her uncles who stole everything from her parents only to have everything taken away from them. Though she somehow believed that was different since, well, her uncles hadn't worked enough to be in grace yet.

But then I always remembered, his panic-stricken face after and the fact that he hated me, just like they all did. “I’m sorry” I said as I detangled myself from him and stood straighter, adjusting my tie in the process. He said nothing. He didn’t even acknowledge the fall or the awkward moment his arms had been wrapped around me. Maybe he did this often, letting his male personal assistants fall into his arms. It hit me then! A scandal, Don involved with his male assistant, a gay relationship. It would ruin a respectable family like his. The doors dinged when we got to the ground floor. I walked after him making sure to put a decent space between us. I’ll rather fall on my butt than into his

Sinking to her knees, Sonia unleashed her anguish, her cries echoing in the desolate surroundings. Tears streamed down her face like a rain downpour, each droplet carrying the disappointment and heartbreak of an unrequited love. She allowed herself to revisit the vivid images she had woven in her mind, the life she had imagined sharing with Jayden. The laughter, the love, the moments that would never come to pass.

she sobbed. "It's right for you to hate me. Someone like me might as well be dead." Her entire body trembled and began to fall toward us as she continued crying, but both Ethan and I instinctively stepped aside, letting Grace fall awkwardly to the ground. Grace was the cherished darling of the Lane family. When she fell and scraped herself slightly, it was as if their hearts were broken. Jake, being the most impulsive, rushed up to me and raised his hand to slap me.

The first plane crash had opened Grace's eyes to the truth about Benjamin and their marriage. As a result, she had become disillusioned that giving more would get her a response. But during this second time, she had no one beside her. Melancholically, Grace stared at her shattered phone screen, and tears welled up in her eyes. Outside, a fierce wind raged, and a helicopter slowly landed. From it emerged a tall man in a suit, exuding an air of sophistication.

He felt like he was standing on the precipice of a vast abyss, unsure of whether to take the leap or retreat to safety. In that haunting silence, Jada's tears continued to dripping down her face, mingling with the remnants of her shattered heart. She felt the weight of her words, the searing pain of her actions, and the immense guilt that threatened to suffocate her. She had hoped that revealing her regained memories would make it easier, but instead, it had torn her deeper from within.

*loading* "Ella your highness. no I am sorry I did not mean you are a royalty but maybe oh shut up Ella. For fudge sake!" Confirmed my brain is getting haywire and overloaded.. For the 3rd time I hear someone gasp. "For fudge sake!" I look at the men and staff behind him "Are you having an asthma or panic attack or something? Because there is a clinic on the 5th floor you can have a check up or nebulize or something" I saw the side of the eyes of the Fallen angel crinkled in amusement I hope. He is so close. I might hyperventilate in this close proximity. Just one more step our noses might touch.

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”