Days Grace Never Too Late Novels & Stories

Timothy Yeager is the sole successor of Caelumis, the most powerful force of Efral. He has billions of dollars in inheritance and countless subordinates! On this day, he returns to civilization with the marriage contracts his mentor has set for him so he can keep his promise and protect his fiancées. However, as soon as he gets home, most of his fiancées call off their engagements to him. "Do you think you're worthy of marrying someone from the Barton family when you're so useless?" "How can the daughter of the Lynde family marry a peasant like you? It's a humiliation to her!" "Today, we're gathered here to annul the marriage contracts with a loser like you!" "You're dreaming if you thi

Everything inside lies scattered across the floor. Hey Grace, here’s your new last name. For real now. He'd leave damp clothes right where he used them, skip taking the garbage out without noticing. Still, he feels things hard, stands tall when someone he loves is at risk, does wild, impossible things just to see you smile. Look after one another. Every morning begins again with a choice. Hard times show up without warning, yet even then, thoughts drift back to where it all began. That feeling still lingers, quiet but steady. I raise my glass. “To David and Grace. May your love story be long, beautiful, and full of joy.”

They didn't care what their past was or what they had been through, all they cared about was the person who was sitting in front of them and making that person smile. It was evening soon and they didn't even realize how quickly time had passed. Grace was going back to the villa and they all hugged her and gave her their wishes for it was the last time they were seeing her. They didn't know when they would meet again but the time they had spent together was what they all would treasure the most and would remember the other person by and not by all those painful memories. Grace smiled as she waved them goodbye for the last time and thanked God for bringing such nice people into her life. Where

She had never been happier. _______________________________ Grace's PoV: "I'm so sorry for last night, I know you had work and so much on your mind, I thought I was helping you. Clearly I wasn't. I'm sorry, it'll never happen again, at least not when you have work the next day. I promise," Grace said over the call. She felt bad that she made Eden skip work on the third day of her new beginning at her father's company. "Is Bennett mad at you."

In the end, Willa can go back to being the CEO of her company, and I'll be the CEO of my own company. I began to feel drowsy as the sunlight bathed me in warmth. I took a bank card out of my bag just as Delilah was about to close the door and said, "I have five million dollars here—no PIN is needed." Delilah was momentarily stunned as she looked at the closed door. She chuckled softly and whispered to herself, "You're actually really treating me like a sugar baby, huh?" … It was finally the day of the cocktail party, and the banquet hall was thick with the mingling scents of champagne and perfume.

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

Tessa smiled and chimed in, "That's right. Aunt Gloria, Adrian, you should use the recovered money to improve your living situation and take care of your health issues. You both still have long lives ahead of you." I looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, and the world was vibrant with life. … Half a month later, Mom and I arrived before Dad's grave with the "emergency funds" we'd finally received 15 years too late. We cleaned up around the grave, then placed fresh flowers and offerings before it. With tears streaming down her face, Mom murmured toward Dad's memorial portrait, "Are you watching, dear? Adrian and I have avenged you! The bastards who caused your death have receiv

Grace dreamed of me? *****

My new role was a challenging one, after all. It was deep into the night, yet I was still working overtime at the company. Suddenly, I felt a weight on my shoulder. "It's about time to go home. Don't overexert yourself." Dylan handed me a glass of warm milk and took my hand in his, gently massaging it. He then cocked his head to the side and looked at me, feeling sorry for me. I lifted the glass of milk and happened to glance out of the window when the first snowflake of the season fell out of the sky. The bright street lamps outside made it look exceptionally beautiful.

And he looked at her as though she were an inconvenience. “You’re late,” Damien said, voice low, smooth, and edged with authority. Grace blinked, caught between indignation and disbelief. “It’s raining,” she said. “And for the record, I’m actually three minutes early.” His gaze flicked to the tray of coffee, then back to her face, lingering as if he were assessing whether she was worth another second of his time. “You’re wetting my carpet.” Grace glanced down at the puddles forming around her sneakers. Her cheeks heated. “Well, excuse me for not owning a private helicopter.”