A Fatal Grace Novels & Stories

Ben was dead because of her. “Am sorry Dora, but I need to get out of here and go back to Ryan" Grace said but there wasn't a hint of remorse in her voice, she sounded like this was a casual thing. Dora always thought her father was Evil, his deeds were no secret but looking at Grace at the moment, she felt perhaps she had been a little mislead. Evil wasn't when you do horrible things publicly, it was pretending to be a good person, a person everyone liked and yet in secret be able to do the worst things ever. Evil was Grace after she killed an innocent man who didn't deserve to die. Dora didn't say a word, she watched as Grace banged on the door demanding to be let out, she didn't cry, cons

She fell from her chair, her body convulsing on the floor. I stood there, watching her writhe, feeling no pity, no remorse. This was the woman who had tried to take everything from me. And now, she was paying the price. When I returned to the pack, I found Rhys waiting for me in the great hall. His expression was tense, but his anger had cooled. "How did it go?" he asked, his voice steady. I met his gaze, my own emotions carefully masked. "Grace is dead," I said simply. "She had a heart attack when I told her you were going to kill Sofia."

said Grace then Grace starts fighting against Inkcanius alone. I was amazed to see Grace matching Emperor’s speed, as the hours tick down. Grace decided to closed her eyes, her powers are connected to her life force. Her hand was covered in a dark aura then she ran towards Emperor, as they were about to clash she closed her eyes and said “goodbye Emperor and… I’m sorry” before her attack connected hitting Emperor’s fleshy paste and it was vanquished. Grace hit the ground she was dead on the spot.

With a wine glass in one hand and the media wrapped around her finger, she led Rosenthal Media like a queen. But she was ruthless. Grace remembered the fights, nights her mother would lock herself in her office, burning bridges and building new ones in a single breath. And then she disappeared. A plane crash off the coast of Monaco. No body found. Only wreckage. Grace was fourteen. “I never believed she died,” Grace told Julian, her voice trembling. “There were things she said, cryptic things. About going underground, about ‘faking death’ being the last escape from power.” Julian exhaled sharply. “And now, she’s back.”

“ I... Although I blame her for not helping me, I do not want her to die...” “ Timid human!” Grace looks stern. Her eyes are as sharp as a sword when she looks at me. The light in her eyes are like poison, fatal and dangerous. She is horrible! Seeing me eager to escape from her, Grace changes her face into a softer one. She tries to smile gently and with me in the eye, but I only think that she looks even more horrible. “ It is just a small trick. You will not kill anyone, Cody or Emelia”. Grace ‘s POV

Dante muttered under his breath, then quickly shut up when Adrian shot him a warning glare. “You see this?” Adrian said to them without looking away from me, feeding me another bite. “This is what I killed for today. This is what I’ll burn the world for. Grace isn’t some girl I took on a whim. She’s my obsession. My soon to be wife. The only thing that makes my black heart beat. Any man who looks at her too long, touches her, even thinks about her- ” his voice dropped into something chilling “- I will make him beg for death. Ryan’s lucky he’s still breathing.” Nicholas cleared his throat. “We get it, boss. She’s off-limits. Completely.”

I follow behind her as soon as my brain function returns, and Daniel whispers "shit' under his breath before following me. Hope and dread are tearing my heart apart as I take the steps two at a time, but before I reach the room, I hear Tabitha sob. I instantly know Grace passed away while we were all downstairs trying to piece our pack back together. Her mother wolf most likely didn't survive the death of her soulmate, and since Grace didn't have a wolf any longer, her body stopped healing. Gary inflicted wounds that would have been fatal if Grace had been a human. The only reason she was still alive was because her inner animal was fighting. Without a mate, her wolf had no reason to fight t

Sofia said once more before she turned the knob off the main room door. **** Grace continued to regurgitate the food she had just eaten a few hours ago. this was not the first time for her, and this was also something she was used to. Because this was the risk she had to accept in the seconds of her life. Her face was pitiful now. eye bags, cheeks that began to take care of even her hair had thinned but, Grace was still grateful because today she could live her life. She was still breathing even though she was almost dying if she forgot to take her medicinth any other man other than Marcel and it made him feel that strange sensation again after so many years.

He wa suspect that he didn’t get to kill Azrael. Grace hadn’t recognised him or any one of them. It was like she had lost her senses. She was numb. Immune to any emotion. She would sometimes woke up screaming and clawing at her bandages. But today, Mavwrick was adamant to bring her back. He had a Ace up his sleeves. He wa awaiting for that Ace to come. He eyes his watch. It wa a already half an hour late, but he could wait.

"Mom, I'm sorry. It didn't went as I planned it. He committed suicide. I failed you. You would have wanted him to face the judgement for what he did. But I'm sure he will be forever remembered as the murderer he was" Grace said standing on her mother's grave. She haf come to give the account of her last mission as always. She was not very satisfied with the way her last meeting with Mr. Slade went.