Grace Shen Novels & Stories

She hadn't imagined Shane's love for her would be so strong. Grace bit her lip. She could understand if Shane preferred Sonya. After all, Sonya was only 20 years old and still a virgin. Meanwhile, she was a widow who had given birth. Perhaps her physical appearance was no longer attractive to Shane. She had become insecure about her appearance. "Do you need anything, ma'am?" the maid offered. Grace shook her head. "I'll join them." She forced herself to, because she wanted to see how Shane treated Sonya. She wanted to witness their romance. She wanted to know what was so special about Sonya that he would defy his parents for her.

It was a dream shared by many youngsters in Lacoste Town, a glimmer of hope in an otherwise ordinary existence. So, I worked tirelessly throughout high school, participating in every extracurricular activity, and achieving perfect grades to qualify for the coveted Picaremore University scholarship. When the scholarship finally came through, it was like a beacon of hope shining brightly upon me. I still remember the jubilation and celebration that ensued when I received my admission letter. Little did I know that my journey to Shenza City would be fraught with challenges, some of which I never could have imagined. I soon came to the realization that Shenza City is not just a place of opportun

She was tall and had a sexy figure. “Look, we haven’t seen her for years. This chick is getting better and better at dressing up.” Grace was always careless about what she said. She looked beautiful and graceful on the outside, but the words she spat out were… Summer and Sherman were already used to it, and Sherman gave her a faint glance and continued to drink her warm water. “Shall I go and curse her?” Grace smiled evilly. “No, I mean, greet her. Sister bonding.” “Come on, Sherman has forgotten all that, so there’s no point in bringing it up again.”

“Jilin's request surprised me a little. It is not exactly common to get reinforcements from other guilds for a comparably simple mission. " "We just want to make sure that the Iubas get to their destination without incident," I remarked a little pointedly. Now he couldn't ignore me anymore. "Hi, it seems you haven't noticed me yet, there is no other way I can explain your rude behavior. I am Grace Shanks, Venator Grace Shanks. "

Made simpler, she does not want to fall deeply in love. However, that dream never through. When she met him, he tore the corroded walls apart effortlessly and erected a four lettered tower on her world. The foundation was hinged on an unknown silent strength. It was so easy for him to plant a seed in her; a seed of love, but he never cared to nurture it neither was he there when it grew. How hurtful it is. Grace Anslem was the first child out of two. A graduate of psychology from Lagos State University. She is based in Abuja

I pulled my coat close and walked over to the figure, crouching down. I offered money and treats. "Here, take this. It's freezing out here; have something warm to eat." The person slowly looked up. The face was so dirty and frostbitten that I could hardly recognize in the faint light. The hair was matted to the head, smelling sour. However, then I saw the eyes, and I could not breathe. They were cloudy and empty, but with a spark of something I knew. It was Shirley. I was stuck in place, my thoughts racing.

- The hostess announced. Majority lingered, but i slipped out, hoping to have a breathe of fresh air. I sat on a wooden bench, feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin. The breeze carried a faint scent of lavender, while i stared at the scenic, bright skies. My phone trilled, the familiar ringtone catching my attention. "Hello....?" - I picked, sparing no time to glance at the caller id. "Selene, my hunch was right!!." - Rachel spoke, her voice filled with excitement and disdain. "That Shawn guy is a shady piece of work, right now... I've got a whole load of crap on him ."

“Now, let's welcome our dear second-in-command CEO of the Divine's company, a beauty to behold, a woman with elegance and grace, a beautiful and intelligent woman, and the legal wife of Alpha Nelson Divine. All round of applause for her as she walks in. A round of applause filled the air; the people in there kept clapping and hailing; they said different things, but she really couldn't take in any, but she was sure they were showing praise for her. “Damn!” Grace breathed an itch, and she was really going to miss her step; her heart was pounding fast and her steps were starting to be shaking. She really didn't expect this, not for any reason. She wishes the ground could just open and swallow

Grace said as she shoved me out of kitchen while I laughed. Grace Williams was a black American who I met the first day I stepped foot on foreign grounds. We weren’t roommates then since she was a college student and I was a Masters student but I was two years older and we had a lot in common including birth month. It was strange, she was light skinned; honey but people who saw us for the first time always asked if we were sisters. When we graduated and got decent employment, we bought this apartment and moved in together. Grace works at a publishing house as the chief editor and she’s been producing a lot of accomplished authors’ books. She also features as a guest for certain magazines tha

But today, her usual cheer was tempered by concern. “Grace,” she said softly, closing the distance between them. Without a word, the two women embraced. Grace held on tightly, her shoulders shaking as the weight of the past few days finally overwhelmed her. For so long, she’d had to remain strong—for Conor and their daughters—but she allowed herself a moment of vulnerability in Sheryl's arms. Grace's meltdown lasted briefly before the two women pulled apart. Sheryl gave Grace a few seconds to compose herself and asked, “How is she?”