Fallen From Grace Book Novels & Stories

Asher POV ​My name is Asher Steele. I am 29 years old; I am the Alpha of Crimson Blood Pack. I have the largest pack in the country. I don’t tolerate mistakes or half-ass shit. I run a tight ship and everyone in this pack knows it. ​“Alpha?” My Bata and best friend say as he knocks and pocks his head in with a scared look on his face. “Yes?” I say while looking up at him. “You know that mission you posted 4 days ago? Well let me say that whoever did it completed it and is already home and here’s your report and the victims are back and said that the girl was a badass and something along the lines of wanting you to go to her pack and thank her for saving them..” he says while trying to hide h

"How does it feel to fall from grace?” Martins stopped, turning to face his brother. "You’ve always enjoyed seeing me fail, haven’t you? And do you think you are doing too much,Fall from grace? Really..” Luke shrugged. "What can I say? It’s entertaining." Martins took a step closer, his voice low and dangerous. "You think this is funny?” Luke’s smirk faded slightly. “Yes, I just think it’s about time you faced some reality. Not everything goes your way, Martins."

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

But now, with a sinister smile, Grace insinuated that she held the key to their downfall. "It's all my doing," Grace boasted, her voice filled with a mixture of arrogance and self-importance. "I keep a watchful eye on everything around me. I manipulate situations as necessary. But you..." she trailed off, her disappointment palpable. "I don't think you truly comprehend the extent of my influence and power," she sneered. Jasmine, her heart pounding in her chest, felt a lump form in her throat. She blinked rapidly, trying to process the weight of Grace's words. The realization of the dangerous game she had inadvertently stumbled into settled heavily upon her.

She was still sitting when she did it and she flung the book away after she had fallen on my bed. "She could get stranded in her past, be careful don't let the thing she would be holding unto leave her hands even though she's unconscious," I remembered Granny Leila's voice as she warned me about this. I hurriedly reached for the book and placed it in her hands. Then, I was very scared so I tried to wake her up again but...She couldn't hear me. I called on her several times but all to no avail as Jenny isn't waking up. "Is she stuck in her past... Already?

Grace shook her head, Oh God, what did the man do to her virgin mind? She remembered the tale, coming to life before her eyes…Grace was now a part of it, deeply integrated, though she was someone other than herself. Eventually. A puzzle piece slid into place. The book could have been the catalyst. Maybe, when she’d read aloud, she’d somehow opened a doorway from her world into this one. Maybe James had somehow sent the book to her, and she was his only wish for freedom.

He smiled. After meeting her, he started to smile more. Then his mind replayed something and his face lost the smile. His Nano was so wrong. How can a fragile, something so sacred be the reason of his downfall? He can't let his grandfather's words take over his head. She is worth every price, every risk. ******

I stammered out, and folded my palms together, but my prayer wasn't answered at all, cause I heard that damn irritating sound again, it was another text, another fucking text from him that answered my question, but the answer, the fucking answer was a lot shitter than I could ever imagine "You dropped your book when you fell down, and honestly, I was trying to help you up and give it back to you, but...but you didn't let me, and I...but I swear it's only your number I took from it, and saved" My face... My face became red, so red with embarrassment, cause that was literally the climax for me That fucking two face pervert!

Almost as though he's ashamed of something he doesn't want to admit to. “I dated MaryAnne Sinclair before your mother,” he finally admitted in a low voice, “but I learned early on that she was malicious, manipulative, and controlling. When I met Grace, she was the exact opposite: kind, loving, generous, selfless. She was sweet. When I kissed her, I felt the mate bond and then there was no denying our love for one another. The day we marked each other, her sister went crazy, accusing me of cheating on her while we were still dating, and that Grace had stolen me from her. It was ugly. We left the pack and Grace moved in with me, but even when we had the wedding MaryAnne wouldn’t let up. She cr

The one page containing Grace's final words. Had vanished.