Grace Dunphy Novels & Stories

I rang up Grace. I knew she would do just about anything for me; we were very close friends now. Grace was Danielle's partner, a strikingly beautiful Ethiopian. She was a kindergarten teacher and often came home to spend time with me and the kids. Since Danielle worked at the Club and was in charge of all the duties that Shark had carried out before Lucien had killed him, both Gracie and I were familiar with the world that our respective lovers moved in. it was easy to relate to her.

When Victoria saw the mother and daughter coming over, she turned her face away from them in slight annoyance, and Roderick had also officially glanced at the mother and daughter pair, causing him to feel an inexplicable sense of disgust. Grace smiled as she walked up to greet him, "Mr. Arnold, it is truly an honor to meet you here!" Roderick looked at her indifferently, and did not say a word. Grace immediately laughed, "You probably don't know! I am the stepmother of the girl beside you. My name is Grace and I am the Deputy Chief of the Marquez Group." After she finished speaking, she did not forget to introduce her precious daughter, Kaylin.

Then I suddenly remember one person. "Why don't you take a shower and get ready?" I asked Sophia. She nods and then went to take shower. When she went in I pick up my phone and call Grace. Grace is Louise's wife as well as my ex-gang member. She now lives with her parents here since she is pregnent. She wanted to meet Sophia anyway. After ringing for a few times she picked up the call. "Hello boss! How you doin'. I thought you already forget about me" She said from the other side. She is always so confident and strong.

Grace then said self-deprecatingly, “Let me tell you something funny. I also fell from grace because of a woman. My sugar daddy’s wife discovered our relationship, and she forced him to dump me. I was fine with that. I could just look for another sugar daddy, but she was vicious. She forced him to sell me to human traffickers.” … Grace had gone through a lot. She told Carol many of the things that had happened to her. Grace said that while she was only thirty years old, she had experienced things other people would never experience. She was tired of living and even thought about offing herself, but her corpse would be fed to the dogs if she did. This thought made her hang onto living, no mat

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

the perfect camouflage. Grace would never forgive her beloved daughter's actions. She was one hundred percent sure that Fania's brain was being washed and influenced by this man named Sean. “How are you... Mrs. Mer-” “Don't call me that,” Grace snapped with a hateful look. She sat down a good distance away from Sean's position. What Grace had just said made Sean smile slightly. Trying to understand whatever Grace said with a full heart; Sean's patience was truly as wide as the ocean. “How are you, Mrs. Grace. I hope the invitation you gave me wasn't to ask me to leave your daughter.”

Didn’t stop her. Didn’t say anything. Grace turned. And walked away. Up the stairs. The sound of her door closing echoed through the house. Downstairs— Johnny stood still. Phone still in his hand. Mind racing. Heart conflicted. Upstairs— Grace slid down the door. Crying. Broken. Her hand slowly moved to her stomach. “I’m trying…” she whispered. “I’m really trying…” Her phone buzzed. She didn’t want to check. But she did. A message.

Third Person's POV Grace is an older lady in her 80s, but you would never know. Grace looks more like she's in her late thirties thanks to werewolf genes and the fact that they live much longer than humans. Grace is the head cook in the pack house kitchen. Before she became the head cook, she was Thaddeus's nanny and helped raise him. Grace is like a mother to Thaddeus. She is a kind and sweet lady with a motherly aura and a smile that makes you feel at home.

She could now show off to Leah! The two of them walked towards the car when Diana suddenly noticed a juice advertisement on the electronic screen across the street. It featured a handsome young man cycling with a girl, both looking full of youthful charm. The young man on the bike was Ben, and the girl was the up-and-coming actress Grace. Diana frowned. She had a deep impression of this Grace. In a previous life, Grace had caused quite a stir in the entertainment industry not long after. Not because of her talent, but due to revelations about her terrible personality and chaotic private life, which completely shattered her image. Her list of rumored boyfriends was exposed, including her own

The sight brought back memories of our encounter at that restaurant weeks ago—Grace's tearful face after her mother's harsh words, the way she had shrunk into herself like a wounded animal. "Freya? Freya!" Sarah's voice finally penetrated my thoughts. I blinked, realizing she had been calling my name repeatedly. "I'm sorry," I said, shaking my head slightly. "What were you saying?" Sarah's eyebrows drew together in concern. "You've been distant all morning. Is something bothering you?" "I'm fine," I assured her automatically. "Just thinking." But I wasn't fine. Seeing Grace again had stirred something protective in me. Despite our brief interactions, I sensed the young she-wolf was trapped i