Fallen From Grace Book Novels & Stories

A MAFIA’S RIGHTEOUS PET CHAPTER 2 Grace Being dragged roughly by these strange mafia men, barefoot and scantily clad didn't feel much better than being stuck with Father. This has to be the most horrible decision I've made in my entire twenty years. “Can you be more gentle? I can walk on my own.” I said trying to catch my breath as two brute-looking fellows dragged me and gave no sign of having heard me talk. Both were bald but one seemed taller and muscular while the other was rather fat and a few inches shorter.

After crying for a while she wiped her tears and stood up with the help of her underarm crutches, gently opened the door to see Sophia, Joyce and others. “ Can't believe you cried Lena, you thought you were all that right?” Sophia scoffed. “ The almighty best flight Attendant fell from glory, what a nightmare!” Joyce burst into laugher clapping her hands in entertainment. “ And she leaps now too!”Another said from the back. “ What do you expect from a drug trafficker?” Sophia glanced over her shoulder and they all laughed.

Meekey hadn’t seen this kind of life in years—quiet, ordinary, safe. Vanessa returned with a plate—eggs, toast, a strip of bacon that still popped grease. Meekey ate like she hadn’t in days. “You staying clean?” Vanessa asked without warning. Meekey looked up. “Yeah.” “You sure? I don’t got time for games, Meekey. Not with a kid in this house.” “I’m clean,” she said, firmer. “Been clean a long time.” Vanessa nodded, watching her. “I’m not asking for a handout,” Meekey added. “Just a place to crash a night or two. I’ll be outta your way soon.”

They are about to forever bounce into luxuries and say goodbye to debt and brokenness forever. Grace has always known luxuries all her life. The one time she experienced brokenness was not immediately after my father died. It was after that. When her mother mismanaged the wealth he left behind. “Come on inside, you deserve the best treatment my darling. You are making me so proud”Helen laughed.

“There. Now, you will walk the length of the room without letting it fall.” I wanted to roll my eyes but managed to hold my tongue. Instead, I stood carefully, balancing the book as I took cautious steps across the carpet. My back ached and my ankles wobbled. I’d only seen this sort of etiquette training in movies, and it was a lot harder than it looked. “Pathetic,” Grace sneered as the book slipped from my head and fell about halfway across the room. “How you managed to land my son, I’ll never know.” I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself to stay silent as I picked up the book and placed it back on my head. After some trial and error, I reached the other side of the room and turned ba

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

Damian said more confidently even though he was slowly panicking in his mind. "Wait let me check," Gina said and stood up walking to get her book of records, she took the book and flipped it open reading word after word. "Well I have a Cara Hayes, but she was a junkie, a chronic one," Gina shook her head sorrowfully. "Poor kid died of overdose last week, but I believe that's not the Cara you looking for." "No," Damien slumped to the couch, his hopes deflated.

were able? The fallen alpha’s chest seemed to weigh down at the thought of seeing everything crumble again and that made him acted before thinking. With an impulse he grabbed her and with that minuscule and fragile body in his arms, he ran. He ran with his feet in the dark earth, with his hair in the wind in a humanoid form that had never been allowed to use. Kalias ran while hoping to get to that place in time, to the lake that was able to help her improve.

“I know you don’t belong here. Not because you’re not beautiful enough or wealthy enough. But because you’re convinced you don’t deserve to be here. People who feel they deserve things don’t carry themselves the way you do.” Maya stepped forward. “Okay, mystery man. That’s enough amateur psychology for one night.” He ignored her completely. His focus remained locked on me. “I’m curious what happened to make someone so thoroughly diminished. Public scandal? Professional failure? Betrayal?” “All of the above,” I said before I could stop myself. The martinis had loosened my tongue. Something flickered in his expression. Interest, maybe. Or satisfaction. “Interesting.” “What’s interesting?” I de

“You would like that, wouldn’t you? To leave everything easily for you to take. You want my life, my future, my family, my boyfriend, you want it all, and you want me to just quietly place them at your feet without a fight, well you’re damn wrong. They’re mine, all mine and there is no way in hell that you’ll just take them from me, I’d rather die!” “You are unbelievable, I never thought I’d see the day that you’d become a true fall from grace.” She laughs at that. “If grace is being in your position, an outcast, a nobody, a copycat? Then I’d rather fall.” “Sure, do you. Have it your way. After all, you can handle yourself just fine.” I turn to leave but then turn back just to rub it in.