Alias Grace Kindle Novels & Stories

I yield, let myself be led by the hand as she had. In the kitchen, she ladles us each a fresh cup of hot cider, then with a playful wink, opens the high cabinet over the stove and pulls out a bottle of cinnamon whiskey. Spiking each cup, Grace hands me one and holds hers up. Catching on, I tink the lip of my mug against hers. “To happy Christmases.” “May there be many more of them for both of us.” Grace raises the cup to her lips, smiling over it as she takes a sip.

I felt all the hair on my neck stand as a familiar sweet British voice spoke; "Hello Grace. It's Kendra." ________ Thanks for reading! ~Chris xx.

"Well if you must know, I didn't bring a purse.* Circling her waist, I open the hidden compartment beside the minibar and take out the brand new and latest Kindle I bought for her. I pass it to her. "Here." *You bought me a Kindle? she asks, amazed. "Why? I already have one." 'I bought one for each of my cars so you don't have to worry about carrying it everywhere. Or forgetting like you do with your phone." "That's really thoughtful of you daddy," she whispers breathlessly. clutching the e-reader tighter. The city lights dancing on her face. "'i pay y-"

But her hand remained clear, resting on the blanket. Around her wrist was a delicate silver bracelet. Amelia stared. “Wait.” She rushed toward the wall. “What is it?” Camille asked, following closely behind. “The bracelet.” Amelia pointed. “I recognize it.” “From where?” Amelia's mind raced back through Grace's belongings—the old wooden jewelry box, the hidden photos, the small silver bracelet Grace had always kept locked away. She had only seen it once, but she remembered the microscopic engraving on the inside clasp: a single letter **R**.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

Shelly said with a smile, "I kinda knew he had it in him." So if he was a biker in this world__her real world that means Ace was here but what exactly was he doing and where could she find him? "You guys are stalking Doctor Adam?!" Cindy gave a shocked gasp when she stepped into the room and saw the open laptop displaying lots of his pictures. Kiara gave her a small smile, "Keep your voice down and come see." Hurrying over, Cindy saw the famous doctor Adam Kincaid dressed in ripped jeans and singlet, black jacket and his boots.

It was only a brief moment, but I would recognize that tattoo anywhere. On the left peck of the man's chest, swirling ink formed a huge snowflake with a snarling wolf. I knew that picture. It was the sigil of house Caldore. I had seen it in books and read about it in stories. The older witches whispered it in the tales they told my village at night. Wolves with hearts as cold as ice and skin that snow melts upon. I was in Northwood, and what was worse was that I knew the man who was rummaging angrily through the books in his room. I should have realized it the moment I saw his glowing blue eyes.

“Eliana dear, how have you been?” “Hello, Grace. I’m very well thank you” Eliana smiled at her. Grace’s eyes shifted to me and she asked. “A human?” “Yeah, this is Jade. Our future Luna” Eliana gestured towards me. “You don’t say. Keanu found his mate. A human Luna” Grace looked at me in disbelief. She didn’t use the Alpha title and I wondered who she was. Eliana noticed my confusion. “Grace was Luna Serena’s florist. She took care of Alpha Keanu after the Luna’s death”

Dear Readers, Before you begin Jaime and Grace’s story, please know that All I Ask of You was previously published under the title Tempt Me Tenderly. This second edition has been lightly edited and changed to better fit the overall feel of the rest of my catalogue. All my best, Iris

"Are you trying to atone for Alysia's death with this? I can see that the lady in there is almost the same age as Alysia. You don't have to do this; I'm sure Alysia holds nothing against you. There is nothing you could have possibly done to save her." "I know, Roberts, and I'm not doing this to atone for her. I know very much that she has forgiven me. I am not going to deny that I wish I can live her life for her as well, which is why I followed up with her fashion brand, but I'm helping them purely because I want to help. Something keeps pulling me to help, that's all." "Alright, I will do as you have ordered. The plane should be here with Zack in no time," Roberts said. Zack came in just a