Dark Gracie Novels & Stories

“You and your little gang of do-gooders.” Nicholas said nothing, but Gray went on, “Give her back to me, Nicholas. And this whole night will be forgotten. You won’t be charged for your crimes. We’ll say that my cohort had an… unfortunate accident.” Nicholas opened his mouth to speak. But Grace cut in, “I’m my own person, Gray. Not a commodity to be traded for favors.” Gray didn’t even look at her, as if she were a petulant child. “Do the right thing, Reynolds,” he continued. “Give me the girl, and you will be rewarded. I’ll get you on the guild—you can have my position. I don’t care anymore. I just need her.”

"Well... The sight of his dick alone got me salivating. He's very clean and trim down there and he knows his angles." Gracie held a hand to her chest and the other one over her mouth in shock and speechlessness. "Fuck. I'm dead. Oh. My. God." She fell on the bed, pretending to die from shock before springing back up. My stomach was hurting from too much laughter. "Why don't I get a taste of good stuff, too? My life is just filled with boring guys who don't even have excellent tools; talk more about making good use of them. Goddamit." She pointed to her shorts.

*** ~Hours Before~ The only time I feel free and happy is when I'm training with Gamma Grayson. Out of everyone in the pack, his family are the only ones who don't seem as charmed by Gracie's presence. If anything, they're most charmed by their newborn son, Ethan. I do agree he's way cuter than Gracie ever was but I also hate her.

Dad has been nursing her at the hospital for the past five years, and the Charlie Mansion is just too empty without my precious sister, which is why I have moved to her workshop, which is also her burial ground. I had made the workshop just like she wanted because I owe her that much. I should at least protect her dreams since I failed to protect her. Her grave lay at the center of the apartment, and I feel closer to her, more like she is still with me whenever I wake up and see her grave. I care for her grave myself; I don't even let Zack near her. Although Dad had saved me from being killed, I still cannot forgive him for being late and getting her killed. We never wanted this life, and he

I had turned the Great Alpha into a common criminal. I wasn't just destroying Roman. I was erasing the woman who had loved him. And jeez, it hurt more than the stone in my lungs. But as I looked at my reflection in the dark screen of the tablet, I saw pale, skeletal, and fading Elara. Then I realized the "Gold" I was winning was starting to feel more like the "Grey" I was leaving behind.

"Tell me, Bianca, what do you think happens to people who cannot pay their debts to someone like me? Do you think they get to walk away? Do you think they get to say no?" "Someone like you?" Bianca's voice was shaking now, but not from fear. From rage. "What does that mean? Who are you? You walk in here with your expensive suit and your guns and your threats, but you have not even told us your name." The woman's smile widened. "You want to know my name?" "Yes." "My name is Anna Adams." She said it like it should mean something, like Bianca should recognize it. "And if you had any sense at all, you would be on your knees right now begging for mercy instead of standing there running your mouth

Why? On the corner, she saw the girl already stop crying and get up. She finally see her face. Beautiful is an understatement to describe her. She’s tall, have a curvy body, she has a lightly tanned skin and her face, just like a goddess. She keep on thinking other words to describe her when her phone beeps. “Mason said it’s true Gracie Donovan is back and she’s Jace ex-girlfriend. She left him to pursue a career in modelling. And that makes Jace loose his focus in everything until lately.” Kristinn said in text.

Grace hesitated , she didn't take a good look at the pictures before but now that Jacob was asking her to get a good look her expression wasn't that of comfort , however she knew that this was important so she steeled herself and took hold of the photographs , watching them intently , her eyes flickered over the room that was dark and dingy " its the same one , however I don't think that I can tell you where it is , or who is his sponsor because he seemed to have a quite a good number of sponsors " " wait - you mean to say that this - everything is just a sort of sick bdsm club of the rich ?" Asked Lewis finally grasping the horror of the entire situation in those two sentences . Grace nodde

Meanwhile inside the house. "S-Stop! P-please~ No ahhhh~" Grace tried to break free from her grip, painful grib only to cause more pain when she tightened it more sharply. She was gone blind from the rage not noticing how much visible damage she was doing because in the past whenever she hit her it was always where it can't be seen by Aaron but this time it looks like she got mentally insane. Grace starts shaking in fear, ,the look in her mother in law eyes that shows how angry she is by the red streaks line in her usually black orbs and it's not a good sign .

We are going on the same floor. Gray I am Chris Gray Smith. The CEO of the Smith Enterprise. I am 27 years of age, I am living on my penthouse in Manhattan, New York. My parents died long time ago. I only have a grandfather who lives alone in his mansion. My grandfather gave me the company but he has one condition to fully give me the company. His one condition for me is to have a baby with my own flesh. He wants a grandson or a granddaughter before he dies. But he is still strong, he is far away from dying. Tomorrow I will be having my interview for my personal assistant.