Beryl Grace Novels & Stories

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

"I didn't say that." "But you know something." Webb didn't respond. "Describe the subject." Damien allowed himself a small smile. Now he was enjoying this. "She looks human," "That wasn't my question." "She has dark hair. Pale skin. Blue eyes." "Physical anomalies?" "None that I'm aware of." "Then why do you believe she's anomalous?" "Because I've seen what she can do." "What can she do?" Damien wasted no time listing everything that had happened that fateful night.

“She knows. About Adrian.” Grace stood. “How?” “No idea. But she’s moving. Fast. Surveillance shows two jets fueled and prepped under her alias in Berlin.” Nathaniel cursed. “She’s going to finish what Roland started.” “Worse,” Nyx said. “She’s going to use Adrian to destroy you.” Grace’s Gamble Later that day, Grace met privately with Adrian. “We need to talk,” she said. “About your choices.” Adrian looked at her. “What choices? You think I can control whatever’s inside me?”

We got into the studio and I was surprised to see Grace and some other lady. "Grace?" I called, perplexed. "What is she doing here?" I probed. "Let's find out," Lily answered impatiently. "What is she doing here?" Lily asked her secretary. Her voice was extremely loud, drawing Grace's attention to us. Her face dropped flat when she saw me. "She owns the brand of the makeup we would be using on your model. The makeup artist works under her brand" Lily's Secretary explained. "Hi miss Perez, I am Grace Murphy. It's nice to work with you" Grace said, extending her hand for a handshake. She did so while staring at me uncomfortably.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

Right now, she needed to focus on her and Ray. She wanted to look nice for Ray, so she went into her closet and picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a backless halter dress in the color emerald green that came to just below her knees. She picked out a pair of black strapless sandals. She didn’t need any fancy footwear. The ceremony would be held at the pack field and she wouldn’t actually need shoes. She wouldn’t need clothes either, but she had no intention of showing up in front of Ray’s pack naked. She’d keep her clothes on in public until absolutely necessary, thank you very much.

I said pulling his hand to get up. Finally, Carson got up, following behind me on the stage. When I stood on the platform, I looked on the screen to see which song was being displayed. The song that was on the screen for us to sing was Beneath Your Beautiful by Labrinth ft. Emeli Sandé.

she says as alpha Blake grand luna from around her waist and holds her. "This didn't just happen that easily, Blake. They couldn't have just come in without being noticed. This had to be an inside job, and we need to find who the fuck is betraying us." beta Tyler says, making alpha Blake growl menacingly. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

Bright long strawberry hair, adorable big blue eyes, slightly bushy eyebrows, long lashes, and pouty lips. It's the picture she took secretly of the girl she met at pointe des arts months ago. The girl who called her goldie because she's a blondie. It never occurred to her to watch the pictures but as she sat on the bed after she had been stitched back yesterday, glancing through her gallery was the only thing that seemed to make sense. The only thing that didn't make sense was when she stared at Berry's picture. The more she stared at it, the more she saw a bit of her mom, her dad, brother, and herself in her.

Bamby made a splendid introduction. “Oh my, you were not lying. She truly resembles Amparo Muñoz. She looks divine!” Berry exclaimed. “Nice to meet you Sir Berry,” Clarissa said while extending her hand to give the designer a handshake. Berry took Clarissa’s hand and said, “I am so pleased to finally meet you in person, Clarissa. You know Bamby has been talking about you non-stop since you encountered each other months ago. And now I believe him. You truly look like a top model,” Berry said.