A Grace Valley Novel Series Novels & Stories

He did not cross paths with her again later. Young Alex could not see the problem. However, he could see many details now. Grace was a fighter, and her cultivation base was not basic. She had martial cultivation of Intermediate-Earth rank. It was already very terrific in America. What made Alex’s heart thumped even more was... When Grace saw him, the look in her eyes seemed too complicated. It seemed like the joy and excitement beyond a wife’s words when she finally saw her husband coming home after waiting for him persistently.

She came to the underworld to retrieve me after I sacrificed myself so she could take the Golden Coin and use it to save our school, Hawthorn, from the Silver Hunters. And my name is Alec. And I love her to a degree I didn't know was possible. Now here she is, sacrificing herself for me. Showing that she has the biggest, bravest heart. Showing that she's a hero. No way in hell will I let her do that. Winter Grace is something special--a gift to the world. I'm the one that needs to be protecting her. Popping my fangs, I jump in front of her. "What are you doing?" she screeches.

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When Grace Danvers saw Jaime Martínez for the first time since he’d rejected her advances, she almost fell out of a window. Before her near defenestration, Grace had been having a fairly good day. It was lovely and warm for November, as two days prior it had been in the thirties, while now it was edging into the upper sixties by mid-morning. Grace had forced herself to go to the vineyard, River’s Bend, that morning to drop off a cell phone charger for her brother Adam, who was the vineyard’s owner. River’s Bend had just hosted its first wedding and was currently working to expand into events after it was hit with three bad years of harvest.

Rain lashes against the stone walls and pelts the slate roof in waves that sound like fists. Then the lights go out. Grace doesn’t flinch. She just sets her book aside and stands, barefoot on the cool wood floor, heart already drumming in anticipation. Somewhere in the dark, Julian is alone. She imagines him lighting candles, checking the fuse box, moving through the house like a ghost trying to stay grounded.

If something went wrong, she’d find a way out. “Are you that afraid of me?” Nelson asked, eyebrow raised. “Of course, I am,” Grace blurted. “You’re Alpha Nelson Divine, the president of the Divine Group. The only son of the richest family in the world. A prodigy. A legend. Of course, I’m scared!” A laugh rumbled from his chest—deep, unforced. “Those are just titles, Miss Valdez. At the end of the day, I’m human.” With a snap of his fingers, the suited man returned, placing a file on the table before exiting without a word. Grace stared at the document, dread settling deep in her stomach.

Hunter's POV I pulled into my parents' driveway and killed the engine. Grace sat beside me, still with that slight flush on her cheeks whenever I caught her looking at me. All through breakfast, every time she thought of the coming night, she'd gotten that dreamy, distracted look that sent a kick of heat right to my groin. I'd almost called my parents to cancel twice, just wanting to take Grace back to bed. "You're sure they're ready for all this?" Grace asked, nervously tugging at her sweater. "Finding out about Helena's affairs is one thing, but the diary and everything else..."

Ashton’s Pov Seated across from each other, I couldn't help but steal glances at the slumbering form of Grace. Her chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulder in gentle waves, and the soft glow of the reading light highlighted the delicate curve of her cheek as she had fallen asleep while engrossed in a book. I watched as her chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm, her lashes casting shadows against her cheeks.

she stretched it forward. Whilst he opened the letter, Grace ran her eyes over him. He was more of Cecilia's type, tall, huge, dressed in no more than black, his hair packed at the back of his head, his eyes a disturbing green. "Give me your hand" Grace's lips trembled "No. I have to go. I was sent only to deliver your letter and I have. So .. I have to leave" She said starting to turn away. "Go on" "Thank you"

she pulled at her chunky ear before she spoke again. "Grace, you cannot close yourself in this house forever, opportunities like these don't come very often around here my girl." she gave Grace the look that said go-down-the-guesthouse. Rose did a lot of talking with her looks as much as she did with her mouth. and Grace knew what was coming next, she got off the chair and thanked Rose for the wonderful news and update but no, she was not ready to mingle just yet. especially, not with the god-man that fell off the sky. she tried to escape the delighted woman by gathering her things. she took baby Neill out of his cot, and they left for their adventure out In the countryside before Rose could