Fallen For Grace Novels & Stories

Grace coughed again. “Almost there, hang on…Don’t drown on me now. There’s no use rescuing a damsel if she drowns in the process.” Grace gave a laugh. “I’ll try not to drown.” Her legs wobbled as her feet struck the muddy surface. She fell to the ground face first. “Urg…”

After the Fall Jace's POV Grace's final match lasted exactly two minutes and thirty-seven seconds. I know because I counted every heartbeat, every breath, as I watched her systematically dismantle Thomas Chen like he was made of paper instead of muscle and reputation. Chen came at her with everything he had—the brutal efficiency that had kept him undefeated for three years. Grace absorbed his initial assault with minimal movement, reading his patterns, cataloging his weaknesses. Then she struck back. It wasn't even close.

The sister he’d protected had just stabbed him in the back. On the monitor, Grace completely fell apart. She folded forward, face buried in her hands as violent, choking sobs tore out of her. We could hear the wet, gasping sounds through the wire. Raw, guttural cries that sounded like they were ripping her throat apart. Her shoulders heaved so hard the table shook, and we could see her tears dripping onto the wooden surface, forming small dark pools next to her untouched coffee. The broken, whimpering noises filled the van, thick with mucus and pain, making the air feel heavy and suffocating.

Having the last class for the day as dance, Cassandra and Ravine were dropped back home together as Cassandra wanted to hang out with her new friend. Ms. Grace packs her bags as well, her small pink colored duffel bag fitting her clothes. As she walks outside, a senior grade student blocks her way. "Hey, Kris! What's up?" "You know what's up, Ms. Grace. I'll pick you up at 7pm." Saying, the young male leaves the campus, leaving behind a stressed 32 year old Grace. Grace Reynolds was once a nymphomaniac taking art therapy, in her early twenties. She's been having many affairs after her marriage as well, hence the divorce after her husband found out about her illness.

While returning from the last errand which was for her to get some soft drinks for the entire crew, Grace felt like her head was swimming. She swayed on the stairs as a wave of dizziness hit her, causing her to lose her balance, the crate of drinks fell down the stairs with a loud crashing sound. In that moment she thought of how her life was such a mess and how she was going to just die from such a fall without even getting to see Penny one last time. Without saving herself and her sister from Camila's clutches. Grace tried to hold onto something to prevent her fall, but there was absolutely nothing for her to hold.

“And you will pay for your crimes against your Luna. Grace are you able to subdue her?” “It would be my pleasure,” Grace says with an evil grin spread across her face. Mumbling a few words under her breath, Grace pokes Vanessa in the forehead and she passes out onto the floor beneath her. Mumbling a few obscenities under her breath, Grace steps on Vanessa’s stomach as she makes her way to Ella’s beside.

"What? 20 million dollars for a dress?" "I can't wrap my head around that … but I think it's really worth it!" Grace had no idea what the netizens were saying. She walked on stage confidently, every move showing her elegance. Everyone in the audience was captivated. Especially Benjamin, who was standing not far away from her. At this moment, his eyes could no longer contain anything else. His eyes were filled with only her. Soon, Grace finished her walk. As she got off the stage, her legs went weak. Suddenly, she fell into someone's arms.

Both Panting, dripping wet and sweating, She looked up at me with tear-streaked cheeks and cum running down her thighs. I kissed her softly letting my lips caress hers and then I kissed her hard. “You belong to me now. And you will sin for me every Sunday until you forget what God even looks like.”I whisper to her and She didn’t move. Not for a long time. Grace lay crumpled over the altar, her cheek pressed against the velvet cloth, chest rising and falling in uneven gasps. Her legs were shaking. My cum trickled out of her, wetting her thighs, soaking into the holy fabric beneath us.

Jasmine went flying into the basement falling down the stairs from the drawback force. Gabriel could sense she was in trouble and bit through the pain of lifting himself up. It was as if The Almighty himself was giving him strength because the Guild member holding him down looked worried as to how he was able to move him. A blast came from the corridor blasting through the walls as if a bomb exploded. The drawback knocked the Guild off of Gabriel then, causing him to worry for Jasmine.

she lamented wearily, her hands going up to rake her hair He held her hands before she injured herself, she looked into his eyes, tears streaming down from her own He held himself tightly as he spoke the rehearsed words in his head, as he did not trust himself to say it by heart” This is the time to say goodbye, Nicole, let's break up” he dropped the bombshell, he waited for the impact of the words on her, her reaction was slow, “Why?” she asked gently