Alias Grace Novels & Stories

Shit, how come I didn't connect the dots. She is Ananya A. Bajaj, the girl who rejected me and the girl who I would be signing the deal with. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Ana was the short for Ananya, though I am a smart businessman for the first time in my life I felt like a complete fool.

She said. Tammy offered her hand in a handshake, and when Grace took it, she gaped at how firm it was. "It's nice to meet you.” They with said at the same time. Tammy shot out a bright smile when Grace offered her a seat. "Thank you, Grace. I like your name. It means generosity, right?” she asked and Grace lifted a shoulder in a shrug. "Yes, that and so many more. Smiling, Tammy pushed her hand holding the bag and basket forward. "Hey, I brought some fruits and pie. Let's seat and have pie together on the back porch with a cold juice or lemonade.” She said.

**Chapter: A Day of Unexpected Delight (Continued)** As they walked into the mansion hand in hand, Ace turned to Lisa, his expression serious but soft. “Thank you for today, Lisa. For being here with me. I know things have been difficult, but having you by my side makes it all bearable.” Lisa looked up at him, her heart swelling with emotion. “You don’t have to thank me, Ace. We’re in this together, remember? No matter what happens, I’m not going anywhere.”

Grace declares as she welcomes Macy with a warm hug, “ Thank you so much, Mrs. Torres,” “ No, No from now on, you will call me Mother, Macy,” Grace argues with Macy who blushes at her words, “ Okay, Mother,” Macy says smiling, “ That's more like it, now are you not the most handsome Alpha there is, Son, Look at you!” Grace says, checking her son out, “ Thank you, Mother, if you would excuse us now,” Liam tells his Mother with a half smile on his face,

A photo from the airport lounge: Ryan flashing a peace sign, beaming as he leaned in close to Claire. The caption read: "Off on a spontaneous trip with the best friend in the world! Thanks to someone for being so understanding~ Heart!" It was already getting likes from mutual friends. Someone commented underneath: "Hey? What about your friend's husband, Enzo? He didn't give you a hard time?" Ryan replied with an innocent emoji: "No idea, lol. Maybe he's running the family business." I scrolled through the post, expressionless, and backed out. Another message from Claire came through.

Marrine looked towards the horizon. There was something different about her tonight. She looked sad. Not frightened. Not angry. Sad. She wrapped her arms around herself. Then she spoke. "I'm sorry." Damien frowned. Who was she speaking to? She looked towards the ocean. "I can't." The waves rolled in. “I can't go back.” Damien's heart beat faster. Go back where? Marrine stepped deeper into the water. "I'm not yours." The wind shifted. Her voice broke. "I belong here."

He lifts his gaze with a practiced tenderness. — You weren’t ready for my answer. — So you already knew what I wanted? A slow nod. Confirmation. — Then tell me now. — My tone hardens. — She’s a bearer of Grace. How do I get rid of the rune she activated in me? All Nephilins know what each rune means; the Grace rune means the damned wings we are owed as children of angels. But I never thought I’d be the one worrying about tearing that rune away from myself.

Aldrik replied and shook hands with Mr Gorge. " I don't know you're into old stuff and all. "Mr Gorge said. " No, I'm not but here y girlfriend is. " My eyes widen when Aldrik suddenly called me his girlfriend. I looked at him for an answer. " Wow, It's nice to meet you Ms... " I was in a shock that I forgot my name and looked at him like had asked me a quantum physics question. " Grace, Grace Alder. " Aldrik answered on my behalf. Aldrik tighten his grip on my waist and gave me tight smile.

Grace smiles as Prissy hops back on her lap. Settling myself on the bed Prissy hops on my lap. Her tiny nose sniffs against my belly and she begins rubbing her whiskers along my growing baby bump. “What is a familiar?” I ask as I rub my fingers along Prissy’s silvery fur. “A familiar is a witch’s assistant… of sorts.” Grace smiles as she watches Prissy sniff and explore my growing belly. “Her purpose is to assist you as you come into your new powers.”

Good" I rolled my eyes at my friend. Checking my wrist watch glancing at the door. As if I was one to complain not like I too was early anyway. Right on cue, as if the heavens had answered my unspoken prayer. The cafe door chimed softly. A couple walked in, mid twenties, maybe. Looking around uncertainly before their eyes landed on us. The girl's face lit up immediately nudging the guy beside her, definitely the groom. "Finally they are here" mira whispered with relieve We stood up when they reached our table. "Hi, you must be Elena and Damon". Mira greeted warmly "Yes that's us" she beamed as they approached. I'm Elena and my fiance Damon she introduced as he offered us a polite nod.