Breakaway Grace Reilly Novels & Stories

Despite the fear still pressing at every window, a laugh slipped out of me. Colton looked up. The softening in his face was immediate, almost painful. Like my laugh was a thing he had been waiting for without knowing whether he deserved it. I looked away before I did something foolish. Grace saw that too. Of course she did. The next hour passed in pieces. Emily introduced herself properly while helping me rebandage Grace’s arm. She was direct, unsentimental, and had the air of someone who found emotional scenes mildly inconvenient but would step in front of a bullet without being asked. She was Bailey’s closest friend, a Grimfang scout, and apparently the person most likely to tell Colton wh

Finally, when he was a teenager, fulfilling the agreement, Grace had to bring her son and live abroad in exile, never to return. Until the very moment she left the country, Grace did not tell anyone of the fact that she had left another son behind on Star Island. She did not inform anyone of this secret because, at the end of the day, she wanted to protect the child. No one knew the amount of despair she felt, how badly she missed her child, the little boy who weighed less than three pounds. Neither did she let anyone in on her sorrow and agony. Not even her own son. But Old Master Shaw saw all of these with his own two eyes. He knew everything, and yet he was powerless to speak. This secret

Elena answered on the second ring, her voice filled with the special enthusiasm she gave to evening phone calls. "Please tell me you're calling with good news because I've had the day from hell and need to hear about someone's functional life." "What happened?" "David and I have broken up. Again. I believe it is genuine this time. But never mind that…….I heard you had lunch with your father. "How did it go?" Grace reclined on the couch with her phone, Max retiring into the kitchen to allow her solitude during the talk. "It was complicated." He could go to federal prison."

She forwarded it to herself then added all of the men that Ethan had stationed here, the change in loyalty was quick and swift, following her rules and orders without a second thought. ****Present*** Now here we are, waiting to hear from the doctor. “You’re the man who brought that young woman in right?” As if I had summoned him, he appeared in front of me, I hadn’t even seen him approach with me lost in thought. Her mom and I both stood. “Yes, this is her mother. The woman’s name is Grace.” “Perfect, Grace just got out of surgery; she lost a lot of blood but with a quick transfusion and luck on her side, she’s fine now. Lucky for her no major arteries or organs were hit.”

Grace said accusingly, she has been crying ever since Mercy kicked us out of her room, I regret not telling her the truth, I regret even more for being a coward back then, thinking of the trauma, pain and cruelty she suffered alone in prison makes my skin crawl, how could a human being be this cruel a woman to another woman, and that good for nothing idiot who couldn’t even protect his own flesh and blood. I left the hospital in a fit of anger, I was angry towards myself, towards Devin and his mom and that slut, in order not to think too much I drowned myself in work, after work I’d pass by the hospital, Mercy still refused to see me, I was ashamed for lying to her, I figured I should g

A fleeting glint of determination flashed in her eyes as she whispered to herself, "Vanish..." Through the sea of bodies, our gazes locked from across the room. Her face softened into calm, her eyes alight with a thrill of anticipation. I raised my glass to her from across the room, the hint of a smirk playing on my lips. Had the fish taken the bait that easily? She really could not hide her impatience.

He knew her little habits, the things she carried with her since childhood; how she hummed while she swept the chapel steps, tucked loose strands of hair behind her ear when she was thinking, and always smiled when one of the older nuns grumbled about the weather. Lately, those things had been done away with. Marrine hardly smiled. She ate little. She slept less. And anytime she thought no one was looking, she stood at the windows that looked out over the sea. Always the sea. Morning. Afternoon. Night. It was as though some invisible thread had been tied around her heart and stretched out to the horizon. Father Michael had seen grief before. He had seen young people lose parents. He had buri

And I watched Grace from afar, through magazine covers and business profiles and the occasional glimpse of her at events I definitely shouldn't attend but sometimes did anyway. She was thriving. That was the hardest part. Not just surviving but actually thriving in ways that made it clear she didn't need me, had never needed me, was actively better off without me in her life. The woman I'd married had been beautiful and sweet and a little lost. This Grace…. founder Grace, mother Grace, movement-leader Grace…. was something else entirely. Powerful and focused and so completely herself that I could barely recognize her as the woman who'd believed my lies. I'd done that. I'd broken her badly en

Now, she had found a lucky break. I knew she was a troublemaker, too. Her return meant that the Murphys, especially Grace, were in for dark times ahead. I couldn’t help but glance at Grace, shaking with anger. I felt genuine sympathy for her. After all, she had sincerely cared for Ava over the years. I admired Lauren for managing to find that woman. I wondered where Lauren had found her. Evidently, the woman’s return was a severe punishment for the Murphys, especially Grace. I was the main character just now but became an onlooker. It felt great to sit back and watch such an entertaining show. No wonder Grace became so hysterical just now. After all, that woman had become a homewrecker to th

Otherwise, you might lose out. Shirley's face turned pale with anger, but she couldn't refute Grace because she was telling the truth. Grace was overjoyed to see them in such a pathetic state. She had achieved her goal, and there was no need to stay any longer. She stood up to leave. "I'll take my leave now. Goodbye." After saying that, Grace left the private room, leaving the group behind in shock. Someone couldn't help but wonder, "Who is Grace? How does she know so much inside news about our businesses?"