A Fatal Grace Summary Novels & Stories

Grace said and looked into the dark. "But you're fine now, so bye." She jumped off the bed. I held her wrist. "You love him, don't you?" I asked her. Grace froze and faced me with knitted eyebrows. A small mocking titter followed before she became serious again. "I'm crazy about him. I'd do anything. Sadly, he will never ask me to kill you." I swallowed hard and looked her in the eyes. "We can't do anything about that." "He put me in such a terrible position treating you. You don't understand the thrill I got from hearing you got shot. I thought, here's my chance! I hate that I'm here delaying the inevitable."

Years back I would have said yes immediately but I had changed because it suddenly felt wrong to kill a human for my benefit. "Nevermind, it appears that Grace is going to do the honors," Sathanas chuckled and I turned and shook my head. I could see Grace whispering into the woman's ear and see the pretty woman's eyes darting back and forth in fright. Her heartbeat was racing and uneven. I closed my eyes as the minx fell to the floor in cardiac arrest. Grace tried laying down on top of the woman as several doctors began cpr. I covered my face to keep myself from laughing out loud at the way Grace was prodding the half dead woman trying desperately to possess her perfect body.

Nera stood by the window, crying. "What did she say to you?" He asked "That I should free you," Nera turned Frank was quite unsure of what to say. "Marcus gets to die; you get to move on with a beautiful wife; and what do I get with my children?" She asked. "If I free you, what am I getting?" She yelled. "Was I the bad villain in this stupid life, and I get shit because it looks like you and Marcus got the easy way?" "Nera, calm down, and neither of us got it the easy way. Marcus died in an accident alone at night and bled to death," he explained.

I hear them yelling at her. I try to stand, but I can’t, so I begin to crawl over to where Grace is lying on the ground. “What happened?” I ask when I get there. I see Rik is conscious and also trying to sit up. “I don’t know. We had lost. Everyone was dead or dying. You, Rik, Liam, you were all…” Angel chokes on a sob. I pull Grace’s body into my lap, rocking her. She’s not dead, her tether is there, but it’s very faint.

she murmured, silently appealing for guidance and strength. Undeterred by Grace's prayer, Susan pressed on, unrelenting in her conviction. "I don't understand why you're trying to paint yourself as blameless. But let me remind you, I have no doubt that you've taken lives. It's not fate; it's a consequence of your actions. If they fail to protect their packs and pose a threat to their own existence, then what purpose do they serve?" Susan's words were laced with a mix of accusation and dark humor, casting doubt on Grace's motives and questioning the true intentions behind the deaths that had occurred.

"I love you too. Now come on. Food. Before I have to explain to both your father and Uncle Cas why I let you starve yourself." We went to the kitchen. I made her eat—actual food, protein and vegetables and things her body needed after a week of stress and inadequate nutrition. She managed half before pushing the plate away. "That's enough for now," I said. "Grace, you did good. Ate something. That's progress." My phone buzzed. Both of us froze. Alpha Jeremy: *It's done. Marcus Dane is dead. Elena Frost is captured. The Preservation Front is finished. Connor, tell Grace—tell her Uncle Cas is safe now. The threat is over.*

“Very well. But understand this: what you learn here changes everything. Once you see the truth, there is no going back. Are you ready?” I straightened my spine, forcing courage into my limbs. “I am. I must be. For Victoria, for George, for myself.” A small nod. “Then listen carefully. Grace is not what she appears. She orchestrated your attack to test the prince’s strength, his loyalty, and to gauge how far the consequences will reach. She is clever, patient, and ruthless. Underestimating her will be your greatest mistake. She also knows that Prince George is the vampire.” The words burned into me. Grace, the smiling, charming twin, had been pulling strings, manipulating events behind the p

Every step felt like a mile, and the sound of their hearts beating in unison was the only music they could hear in the cold palace air. "I am so sorry that I was mean to you and that I thought you were my enemy, when you were really just another victim of a man who knows nothing about loyalty or love. We will face the King together, and we will make sure that Lucas pays for what he has done to our family and to our honor as werewolves," Grace said. She squeezed Katy’s hand one last time before they pushed open the heavy oak doors to the throne room, ready to let the secret go and let the storm begin.

Fist clenched, breath drawn deep, I channeled strength into my core. My fist collided with the tree's trunk. Crack! Two fissures erupted from the point of impact, racing outward, splitting the trunk in two. Shock painted their faces. The tree's crown lurched, crashing down with a 'whoosh!' The earth trembled, leaves took flight. I shook out my hands and faced them squarely. "Had I actually pushed her, she'd be in the hospital right now." Alice's tears ceased, her complexion ghostly. Victoria's rage gave way to terror, her grip on Alice's arm so fierce that her nails could have drawn blood.