Novel & Cerita Fallen From Grace Book

The old man’s face turned gray, his lips growing bluer by the second. Marcus ran to his sire, and yanked him out of his friend’s clutches. Blackstone fell, cradling his left arm. His gaze met his son’s, eyes wide with fright. Slowly, the man’s breaths weakened and he sagged against the floor. Marcus lifted him, studying him closely. Death filled his eyes, just as had happened when Matthew’s life slipped away.

Shirl didn't know why, but her heart continued to drop lower with each day she didn't wake up. * * * Zane, on the other hand, has vanished into obscurity, as if he has finally realized his mistakes, but it is too late. To soothe himself, he tells himself that all he intended to do was teach Shirley her proper place by making her entirely subordinate. He was well aware that he would injure himself by injuring her from the start, but he persisted in his schemes.

The smile fell from my face as I locked eyes with the man stood in front of my bed, leering down at me with a disgusting flare of lust in his eyes. "D-dad!" I stammered, dropping the book to the floor and scrambling up the bed to hide myself under the covers. He bent down to retrieve the book, licking his lips as his eyes glossed over the page I had been so enamoured with seconds earlier. "Now, now" he murmured, looking back up at my trembling body, "don't play shy now. No good, innocent girl would be looking at a book like this. What were you planning on doing, Grace, if I hadn't walked in?" his eyes raked my body through the covers with undisguised desire. "I hadn't realised you were that

Apollo My body moved before my mind could even begin to understand what had happened. I caught her as she fell. The sound of people shouting, of my mother-in-law crying, of officers grabbing Sarah again, everything became distant noise, like echoes underwater. None of it reached me. The only thing that existed was the weight of Grace collapsing into my arms. Her body felt colder than it should have. “Grace,” I breathed, but my voice did not sound like mine. I lowered us both to the ground carefully, cradling her against my chest as if I could shield her from the damage that had already been done. Her breathing, which had been steady moments ago, was slowing beneath my hand that was still on

Lena hardly found anyone attractive and even worse, hasn't had sex in like forever, literally. As soon as she turned her body, she came in contact with another body. "Oh my God, I'm sorry." She said looking and backing up to get a look the person she'd collided into. "No, it's nothing. Hey" She blacked out for a second. It was the guy she kept staring at and whom who apparently could not take his eyes off her either. He was wearing a white shirt that had a loose buttons at the top and was tucked in to his pants. In his hands, was his suit

I kick a rock in frustration but to my dismay it hurt. " Fuck!" I hiss. That's when I heard the bushes rattling from right in front of me. I didn't wait to find out what was causing it I immediately changed direction and started walking, well more like running. Why do bad things always happen to me what did I do to deserve it, because next thing I knew I tripped and fell rolling down hill. Luckly it was not a long fall but it sure did add salt to the wound. When I got to the up I froze when I saw what was in front of me.

Ashton’s Pov Seated across from each other, I couldn't help but steal glances at the slumbering form of Grace. Her chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulder in gentle waves, and the soft glow of the reading light highlighted the delicate curve of her cheek as she had fallen asleep while engrossed in a book. I watched as her chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm, her lashes casting shadows against her cheeks.

I let the murmurs, the mockery, the laughter bleed past me, clinging to the hope that if I stood still enough, strong enough, the Alpha would grant me a single glance—just one look to ease the ache clawing at my chest. But when his eyes finally shifted, they did not find me. He turned away, as if I had never existed. Hydra naturally followed, not even bothering to hide the triumph in her smiles as her hand never leaving his. Watching as they disappeared from my view—I understood. I was the Luna no one wanted.

His face instantly turned pale. “Because I already died once.” I looked into his eyes as I enunciated each word. “In my previous life, you abandoned me on the delivery bed. “I suffered unbearable pain because of the slow-acting poison you fed me. “I listened in despair as the doctor declared that our child wouldn’t survive either. “It all happened simply because you were foolish enough to believe that I had caused Camillia’s death. “As for this life…” I snorted. “When has the humiliation and your cruel treatment of me ever been not real?

The room erupted in applause, and even Edward, who was usually so reserved, let out a genuine, booming laugh. Amidst the warm buzz of the crowd, Alice stood out like a sore thumb, her face ashen, her fingers white-knuckled around her wine glass, the strain of her fake smile too much to bear. Why did she have to take everything from me? My parents. The company. Even my fiancé. Elvira. If only she had never entered my life. A fleeting glint of determination flashed in her eyes as she whispered to herself, "Vanish..."