Days Grace Never Too Late Novels & Stories

Grace exhaled deeply “Hearing what you said, realizing the pain I involuntarily caused, all I want to do is run and find Darcy. But I do have another day’s worth of documenting to complete before this excavation gig can be wound up. Also, after 20 years, another week or month, won’t make a difference.” “So…” Emile clapped excitedly as she sat forward “You are coming back with me?” The sparkle in her eyes were infectious. It made you want to do everything possible to keep the sparkle lighted forever. Grace couldn't blame Chris for wanting to spoil her lawless. Even though she was a woman, she wanted too wanted to indulge her. “Great…” Emile stood up hurriedly as she saw Grace nodding before s

It was better than waiting around, hoping things would change. On a bright, chilly day in early December, Grace awoke to a light snowfall. It was the first of the year, and it covered the world outside in a bright white blanket that hurt to look at too long. She’d never been much for snow, but she had to admit, it was pretty. But snow or no snow, she had a mission to accomplish.

"Hi" She said, removing her shade and smiled. "Hello" Lanre replied and smiled too. They both shook hands and Lanre was offered a seat. " I am Margret Davies but I am popularly known as Mag D" the woman introduced herself. From Lanre's angle of assessment, she should be a woman in her late fifties or early sixties. Despite the make up, she still has a wrinkled face. Her cheeks seemed to sag and her entire body looked weak and aged.

replied Hendramo, who didn't have an apologetic tone at all. "That's okay. I just came too soon.” Dave smiled a sweet smile, getting a cynical glance from Hendramo. Of course, he felt very calm because Dave knew his place. Even if he was late, Dave had to take it for granted. Dave, who smiled while closing his eyes, couldn't see the cynical look given by Hendramo. “Then let's discuss the project we will be working on together.”

First Date *************** Narrators pov *************** He stood at the cafe door patiently waiting for her, she was already 10 minutes late. Anthony made up his mind that even if she doesn't come, he would understand. Their meeting each other had been a coincidence and whatever spark he felt they both had must have diminished for her.

"Alright. I will tell you about Daisy. Grace realized there was no reason to challenge Axel any further. Taking a deep breath, she spoke with a nostalgic tone. "I got to know Daisy about five years ago. It was a cold winter day. One day, when I came home, I found a young woman lying unconscious in front of my door. I brought her inside. The girl introduced herself as Daisy Martin, and she had been robbed, losing her purse containing money and other documents. Out of compassion, I let Daisy stay at my house for a few days. Later, Daisy asked to go back to her own home. We kept in touch and have become friends since then. About three years ago, a fire broke out where Daisy lived, and her mothe

Jane was stunned, she quickly refused "no I'm sorry miss but I can't take it, it's too much" "well, I insist, what's your name again?" Grace asked "I'm Jane" she replied "how old are you if I may ask?" "I'm 21 years old" "well just take it as a gift and you can't refuse, it's a limited edition diamond, I won't be wearing much anyways, so it's gonna be a waste don't you think?" Grace said

EMBER “Happy birthday to you,” Gracie said, raising her glass of champagne toward me. “I hope all your dreams come true this year.” “Thank you.” I smiled, clinking my glass against hers. We had completed our trek to New York and moved into our loft that week. It was all finally starting to feel real, and it was thrilling.

She asked with an eyebrow raised. Jayda was starving as at the time she got to her parents' place but immediately she set her eyes on the food, her appetite went flying out of the window. She knew her mom would not be happy if she said she wasn't hungry so she did her best to eat the little she ate. Even the wine tasted bitter, that was why she didn't drink much. Grace was a retired nurse. She retired far too early, at the same time her husband, David, stepped down from the family business for their son to take over. They worked their asses off in their prime and decided to retire early to spend time together and travel around the world.

She’s one of the oldest bags of flesh on that island and for her to go this far out of her way to help Gabby… It was shocking to say the least. “Oh well we have to help then! What can we do Jack,” Grace said, turning back to me with those eyes of hers. Those sweet eyes that pull me in every time, that I can’t possibly say no to. I blew out a hard breath. The timing couldn’t be worse. There’s no way to just go to the Sky Light for the day or a few hours. It’s a lengthy trip there and home. Time moves differently, it's all slower. RING RING RING