Fallen For Grace Novels & Stories

Grace walked aimlessly. Her skin still stings, and her body is tired. She was literally kicked out of the house with her cell phone and ID alone. Of course, with a broken heart too. How could Evelyn just stare at her unmoved like before? Is that what you call love? If that's the definition of love, then Grace doesn't want to love anymore.

she sobbed. "It's right for you to hate me. Someone like me might as well be dead." Her entire body trembled and began to fall toward us as she continued crying, but both Ethan and I instinctively stepped aside, letting Grace fall awkwardly to the ground. Grace was the cherished darling of the Lane family. When she fell and scraped herself slightly, it was as if their hearts were broken. Jake, being the most impulsive, rushed up to me and raised his hand to slap me.

Adrian I watched her come apart on my fingers, her tight little pussy clenching and soaking my hand like it was made for me. The way she moaned my name, the way her body arched and trembled- it fed the monster inside me like nothing else ever had. But when the pleasure faded and her eyes cleared, I saw it. The break. Grace looked completely shattered. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, body twitching with aftershocks, lips swollen from my savage kisses. She looked ruined. Broken. And for the first time in years, something twisted uncomfortably in my chest.

Grace was too busy concentrating on walking downstairs in far too higher heels to notice Xan’s lustful stare. “Why did I let Kitty talk me into wearing these stupid heels?” Grace thought. The momentary lapse of concentration resulted in Grace twisting her ankle and falling down the last couple of stairs. Xan instantly dropped his large bouquet of orchids and rushed to catch her. Grace was suddenly staring into Xan’s caramel brown eyes and could feel herself getting lost. “Are you ok?” Xan asked, his voice full of concern. “Oh my God! I am so sorry, Xan!” Grace squealed as she righted herself.

She looks around, seeing fathers with their daughters. It's fathers day. On the street are laughter everywhere. People laughing and happiness in the air. She looks at her surroundings, eyes watering at the thought of when she would be truly happy. 'Just like this' by Chainsmokers & Coldplay, states to play. The tears trimmer down her eyes to her cheeks. Seated on the bench, she sobs quietly. She feels envy towards them. She feels hatred. She never wanted this, but fate had other plans.

Fallen is a race of celestial beings who were sent down to earth either as punishment or as a request made by them, they lose their wings in the process. Aryiks are a race of beings who are half werewolf half angels, they are granted angel lifespans and werewolf powers including a wolf. They also allowed the fallen angels' powers to be passed onto them, however, some of them can only be accessed until their 20th year. Most of the Aryiks born have their werewolf side more prominent than their angel side, therefore, losing their powers. " "Wow, so she's an Aryik," Horia muttered, earning a hum from the moon goddess.

I was too late. I should’ve been faster. I should’ve seen the handprint faster. We took too long, it’s all on me. Grace is dead because of me. “She’s breathing,” Jagger announces, and I fall on my knees next to Grace as I stroke her face, covered in bruises and tears, roll down my face. “Get the stretcher here, we need to get her to the hospital,” Jagger announces and I stay still, bending and kissing my girl softly on the lips. Her eyes flutter open for a split second and a small smile appears on her lips before she is engulfed by darkness again.

Jeremy needs to lay down as soon as possible. Turning, Roy fished the pockets of his slacks to find his iPhone but a tug to his sleeve diverted his attention. Roy turned back to freeze―as something soft petal like texture brushed against his lips. Roy's throat parched and his eyes rounded to see Jeremy's lips lose contact with his. Jeremy also lost his consciousness, falling against Roy's chest―the very next second.

Hardly sometime. I deserve what i am going through right now. I practically called for it. I kissed girls infront of Lydia. I even posted pictures with them on i*******m. I deserve it. Maybe getting love is impossible in my life. Emily, the girl i used to love, left me for another guy(Not Aaron's Emily,her name is Emily Winston). Emily Winston reminded me of the other Emily. Emily left me because for some douche. She broke my heart. But, i didnt realise what love was until i met Lydia.

She chuckled a little, and scratched the back of her head, probably regretting how she had said it to me the first time so carelessly, but I didn't wanted her to feel bad or angry with herself because of that, because I wasn't some kind of boss that would fire her because she disorganized her words, so I held her hand and tried to tell her that I was alright, cause deep down I really was so fucking happy that she didn't like me anymore, cause it was have really being super awkward if she still did, but before I could say anything to her, she firsts me to it "I think....I think...ugh...I think I've fallen for someone else" She looked at me in the eyes in a scared, confused, frustrated...God,