A Grace Valley Novel Series Novels & Stories

"It seems that you don't know that not all women are willing to play the same trick as you usually do." Grace was stuck for words. She was so furious that she beckoned to the security guards. The security guards came up to her respectfully. Grace reprimanded them, "Do you know that Charm Valley Group's design has been exposed viciously today and she is the manipulator! Why don't you kick her out and let her stay here? Do you want her to steal trade secrets?" The security guards who were on duty hesitated. They knew Grace and knew that she was Duke Louis's daughter, so what Grace said was influential.

“There are few things you should be aware of, Aein. No man in this household is good, we all have….secrets that we are trying hard to protect. They have theirs too, you have yours too. Do you like it if someone tries to pry into those buried memories?” “No.” “Exactly. Give them time. They’re not that bad….just need to sort things on their own.” **** After morning breakfast, Grace freshens up wearing a sundress and flats. Slowly opening the door she looked around to find the hallways empty. Gathering her courage and determination she tip-toed to Maverick’s office. She couldn’t anything yesterday but she was determined to find something at least in there today. Zero had informed them how Maver

she giggles drunkenly, feeling me harden instantly at her touch. Catching her wrists, I pin them against her chest. Grace’s head tips back, her sapphire eyes deep purple with a desire I’ve longed to see there. “God help me you don’t remember this, Grace. I want you more than anything on this earth. But not because you’ve had a few too many. I want you to choose me.” “I choose you,” she whispers before her eyes close and she slumps against the seat, passed out. Mercifully.

Like he had walked into this room just to light a match and watch it burn. “You missed me that much, huh?” he said. Noah didn’t even hesitate. “Watch yourself.” Wesley added, cool and blunt, “Grace doesn’t like you. Which means I don’t like you.” Director Georgina made a little sound in her throat, like she wasn’t sure whether to be amused or alarmed. She folded her arms. “Wow. Grace, your team is really protective of you, huh?” I gave her a little smile, keeping my tone light. “What can I say? I’m a great doctor. And they’re protective guys. It’s in their nature.”

“Bold. Underlined. Probably with a criminal record attached.” Grace rubbed her temples. “Lila, please” But Lila wasn’t finished. “Listen, Mr. Billionaire, Grace has already been through hell thanks to one charming liar. She doesn’t need a sequel.” For the first time, Damien’s smile faded. His gaze flicked to Grace, something sharp flashing in his expression. “Is that what you think I am? A sequel?” Grace froze. Words tangled in her throat. She wanted to say yes. Wanted to shove him away with the same force she felt pulling her toward him.

Valerie "Val, dear wake up. Shay is going to be here soon!" Dad yelled while knocking at my door. I sleepily raised myself in the hopes of waking up in an instant but it wasn't possible. There was no denying the fact that I felt numb and cold from the inside. From somewhere deep inside I was hurting however cold inside me was turning me a bit stronger day by day. I knew very well that the day I lost the numbness and cold inside me, I was going to break down again. That's why I didn't want to lose the numbness inside of me. Right now it was what kept me alive, had me up working, it flamed my desire for revenge.

She became a lifeless mannequin once more. Valencia thanked the woman before walking Towards Dion, desperate to get the book. She is not a patient person and wouldn’t allow herself to wait for three months. Valencia had a goal and she can’t let it get delayed, she won’t allow her father to belittle her after he announces the heir publicly, she has to outshine them. it may sound ridiculous but Valencia is tired of being disparaged, being overshadowed by her siblings and always being the third-place medal of the family even though she knows how much she deserves to be acknowledged after the adversities she went through.

Somewhere on the eastern corridor, a farm was running. And somewhere in a building with a black door and no signage, a man was preparing for a Monday morning meeting that neither of them was pretending was only about supply terms. Her mother set her cup down. "So," she said, "what is next?" Valerie wrapped both hands around her mug and felt Arc One close behind her like a door pulled gently but firmly shut, and something else entirely opening ahead of her in its place. She looked at her mother and smiled. "Everything," she said.

Grace dreamed of me? *****

Grace Cecilia Addison said arrogantly. Grace was Addison's daughter who had an arrogant nature and loved to look down on others regardless of their position. "What's your business? I only came back because there are still odd things in this house that I need to investigate. What does a spoiled woman like you know?" "Damn it, listen to the way she talks, Mom. She needs to be taught a lesson!" Grace told her mother. "Valen! Where have you been all this time, missing for two whole months? Do you know, because, of you, we lost a 5 billion contract!" Shouted Mrs. Jane Addison, a middle-aged woman who had just come out to see Valen.