Arianna Grace Ass Novels & Stories

Instead, Ariana stood still, arms crossed tightly across her chest, eyes filled with pity. Pity? A cold sweat broke out on Katherine’s skin. Ariana never pitied anyone. Not even when her own world was falling apart. She’d rather crack a joke or say something wild to lift your spirits than ever wear that expression. Something was wrong. “What the hell are you doing there, standing?” Grace, the secretary, barked, pushing up from her seat. “You bitch! This’s all your fault! If not for you, we wouldn’t be in this mess!”

What was she playing at? Gianna smiled very brightly at her, her eyes bright. Smiling at her, "I’m not hungry, I already booked a plane ticket to Critport to see Declan, and I'm already running out of time. I might just go by train?" As her words fell, Grace’s good-looking face stiffened. Gianna laughed and said, "Don't get upset, the wrinkles on your face are coming out, and you'll need to take injections and medication again when the time comes."

Camille agreed. Grace leaned forward, her grin wicked. "Okay, listen up. Here are my three statements. One – I once hacked into a government database just to prove I could. Two – I met a celebrity and had no idea who they were until after they left. Three – I have a tattoo in a place none of you would ever guess." A moment of stunned silence. Then Maria threw up her hands. "Okay, what?" "You hacked into a government database?" Priya demanded. Grace shrugged, sipping her drink. "Did I?"

Another message followed: “You’re still playing the victim… how long do you think that will last?” Grace’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t need a name. She already knew. Anita. Grace stared at the screen for a few seconds. Then slowly— A small, controlled smile appeared on her face. “This is your game?” she whispered. Her grip tightened on her phone. “Good.” She lifted her head. Eyes sharper than ever. “I’m done being played.” 🔥

When we reached the Luna’s office, Rowan opened the door for me. “Go in,” he said. I stepped inside. Grace sat behind a huge wooden desk. Her silver hair was pinned back, her posture perfect. Her eyes… the same cold silver as Aiden’s followed me as I entered. She didn’t tell me to sit. “So,” she began slowly, “you’re the girl the Moon Goddess has chosen for my sons.” I didn’t know what to say, so I stayed quiet. Her lips curved into a sharp smile. “How convenient.”

Vic and I respond at the same time. “Who is she?” She presses her lips together, amused. “Well I wasn’t planning on doing any name dropping. I really want this to succeed though and if Grace didn’t have contacts I wouldn’t have gotten it this far. Grace Astor,” she says, sitting back in her chair. “No shit,” Vic says, stunned.

Grace was quiet for a short while. "I chose to be here. I chose Xavier." Grace said quietly as she brushed Annie's hair. "I thought he loved me." They were silent until finally Grace finished Annie's hair and took Annie down to dinner. No more was said, ever. Annie wasn't even given the chance to view herself before Grace led her to Xavier.

“Satellite trace from the Prague site. Echo’s signal, then two more locations pinged after. One in Munich. The other... in Morocco.” Grace raised an eyebrow. “She’s globe-hopping.” “She’s recruiting,” Adrian said grimly. “Building her own army.” “Then we bait her,” Grace replied. Cassian frowned. “You want to lure her out?” “She wants recognition,” Grace said. “So let’s give her a stage.” The Broadcast One week later, Grace stood in front of a darkened camera, her voice low but steady. “This is Grace Ashford. Yes, the real one. You’ve seen my face in places I’ve never been. Watched someone with my eyes burn down cities I swore to protect.”

"Sigourney, would you mind if I asked what position you hold, and at which corporation?" "And... are you married? Who is your husband?" The questions slipped out before Grace could stop herself. Perhaps realizing they might be a bit personal, she touched her nose in mild embarrassment. "Sorry, I've been asking too much again. Whenever I get excited, I find it hard to stop talking. I hope you don't mind." "Let me introduce myself first." Grace spoke in an almost unbroken stream, not leaving a gap for Sigourney to interject. "I'm Grace. I currently run my own business, a fashion brand called Athena."

I said. “Ah!” Grace said, turning happily. “Just the person I wanted to see. Did you hear that my niece is back? Alleluia! She is going to be the luna and I’ll be out of here in no time. I have suffered way too much. My time to enjoy this life is finally here.” I sighed. “Good for you, Grace.” I said. “I know you thought you were going to take him but she is back and you have no chance of being a luna.”