A Fatal Grace Summary Novels & Stories

My throat started to burn with unshed tears. “You don’t look so good. Come, I will drive you home” he said as he rubbed at my back comfortingly. I managed to paste a smile on my face but deep inside, I was empty. I stopped feeling my legs… and then, my entire body. I began to feel faint and dizzy. I pressed a hand to my temple, fighting to hold my balance. “J…a…k…e” I collapse to the ground. “Hailey!” Jake screamed out and catches me before my head hit the ground.

Mismatched, to make things even worse. "Well luckily for you, this street is technically abandoned, so nobody gets to see your unattractive body. If you ask me, I would say good for them. Luckily for me, though, I get to kill you, and no one would be able to save you." She ended her rant with a kick to Grace's shin, causing her to fall back on the ground, the back of her head slamming against the asphalt.

Otherwise, there was no way the case could have been solved so quickly. With Sienna and Ivy both dead, all grudges between them were finally settled. Still, meeting such a tragic end could only be called self-inflicted. They harbored ill intent, determined to see others dead, only to destroy themselves instead. If Grace ever learned that her daughter died because of her own greed—inviting wolves into the house—what kind of expression would she have then? … After receiving the news, Grace and Julian rushed to the Seaview City mortuary at once.

*Grace will die,* I decided, my hands clenching into fists. *Whatever it takes, however long it takes—she will die, and Jace will finally understand that I'm the only one who ever truly deserved him.* But the mining complex disaster had proven one thing clearly: I couldn't eliminate Grace with the resources I currently had available. Her grandfather's intelligence networks were too comprehensive, her own tactical skills too advanced, and the partnership she'd formed with Jace too strong for simple assassination attempts to succeed.

“Ethan. Stop this.” “She deserves it.” “She’s still a living being.” “She’s a traitor.” Grace lowered her voice. “So were you once. Remember?” Ethan didn’t answer. Caroline stumbled to the first table, pouring mead into mugs with shaking hands. When one spilled, a drunk elder dumped his ale on her head. Laughter exploded. Grace turned away, jaw clenched. Beta Aldric leaned toward her. “He’s losing them, Luna.” Grace’s eyes narrowed. “Or they’re losing their souls.”

Grace nodded, her tears fell until she didn't dare to direct her eyes to the figure of the woman who had endured so much pain, because of a child like her. "Do you forgive me, Mom?" "I don't know, you don't need to think about that.Just think about your future." Mrs. Launtin answered. A warning sound from the police brought their meeting to an end.Grace could only regret all her stupidity with her mother's face clearly showing pain.She was supposed to be the medicine, but it turned out she had become a skilled killer for her own mother. OH BABY GRACE Mr. Had accompanied the conversation Mr.Charmond wanted in a relaxed manner, even though the man's condition was still not improving.However, h

She was not sure if she was even safe right now. When in the world did they found this and he was only telling her now? Didn't he realize what was at stake here? What if her ex husband was on his way here as they speak, already planning how to drag her all the way back and marry her again, or kill her if he chose to. Like she had always thought about, Jack was a very bad person, but she didn't know the extent to which his cruelty reached. “Grace, take a deep breath, sweetheart. Take it all in, and breath, baby.” He said, grabbing her hands from across the table.

He means so much to me, and it is more beautiful that we are mates. I locked eyes with Alpha Lucas momentarily, and he walked away, probably going back to his chambers. It must have been very hard for him to make the decisions he made because they were all the closest people to him. "You should go and rest,” Grace suddenly said, and I tilted my head to see her. I smiled faintly and walked away from the scene. I saw the guards haul Lady Lana’s dead body, and I thought about the people who have died because of her. I went back to the slave chambers with Grace, and I lay on the bed. She lay beside me and held my hand. "Don’t worry, everything will be fine from now on; no one will try to kill yo

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 said to her “And what if your body can’t contain it? What if it is way too much for your body to handle? What would you do then?” she asked Anna “I was brought back from the dead for one reason and that is to end Phillip once and for all. If this is the way, then I have to do it!” “Anna, exposing yourself like that is dangerous and you know this. Damian would never agree to this!” Grace said to her