Grace Tame Book Novels & Stories

“I can give you more than Jarckon ever could… I am better than him.” She glares and lets Slagle claim her body. He slits her skirt, gently rubbing her skin from her neck down to her shoulder. She lets him suck her hard bosoms, unaware of what is happening until she discovers they are both naked on the floor. Slagle forces her legs open wide to let him inside her. She wails every moment Slagle goes hard, feeling how tough and rough he is inside her. She gasps for breath when he kisses her. He groans as he climaxes inside her, his body exploding like a fire.

She looked at Grace, her eyes dark and blown out. "Your turn," Amber whispered, her voice a raspy mess. "Go finish. Ride him until you break." Grace didn't need to be told twice. Her pussy was screaming. It was a dull, heavy ache that only that big cock of Elias could fix. She practically ran to the bed. She didn't even look at Amber. She just saw him. She saw that massive, pulsing rod waiting for her. She straddled him. She felt the heat of Amber still on his skin. She lined herself up and sat down hard.

Gold hair draped his shoulders, hanging free today. He assessed the book in his hands. Still not seeing any of the words. His blue tunic felt itchy and uncomfortable where it rested over the waist of black breeches. Everything feels scratchy. Because I don’t want to have this conversation. He was aware. “Hmm?” She beamed. “You said you’ve been well a while now.” Her smile faded. She knows what I’m going to say. “You’re no longer fighting the dark magic. No longer Cimmerii. You’re free.”

I could see dread on her face even though she tried to step on it. “We are yet to find out. Where is Grace?” “Right here…” Speak of the devil and she appears. Grace stepped onto the corridor with a waltz in her steps and a giant old book that had to weigh at least 50 pounds from how huge it looked! “I hope you have answers,” I said with my brows furrowed. I hated to spend another minute not knowing what the hell had happened to my mate. I resented the idea of her mind torturing her, making her believe that she was some abnormal freak when she had waited her whole life to meet her wolf.

“Because that’s what makes him dangerous. Ethan didn’t even know your middle name until month three. Damien? He’s in your bloodstream already.” Grace’s stomach twisted. She wanted to argue, but deep down, she knew Lila was right. And that terrified her more than anything Damien had ever done. The notebook sat on Grace’s coffee table like a live wire. Even after Lila left that night, the thing radiated quiet power, daring her to open it again. She resisted. She shoved it into a drawer, buried it under bills, but when she tried to sleep, her mind kept circling back. For the thoughts you never say out loud.

She said. Grace nodded with a smile. She didn't doubt one second since meeting Tammy that she was Noah’s mother because of the same nature they had, a nice and friendly one. Although, she wasn't like Noah with his walls around himself. Tammy flipped back her hair and let out a breath as she glanced around. "This town sure has its perks.” Grace took in a long breath. "Oh yes. It's so fresh and clear. A bright blue sky that makes everything look beautiful.” It was always clear after any rain, which wasn't falling today, yet.

Casie sighed before closing her eyes. "This is the tale of my elder sister, Amora Roosevelt, the heir of the Alpha's position of Black Heart pack. We were not known as black hearts for no reason. Our actions were just like our name, black. So we had never guessed that the to-be alpha of the pack, the ruthless and untamable, would fall for a person of a different species," She took a deep breath.

I slightly rolled my eyes at his obvious self exultation. "Her name is Crystal Grimme of Crescent Blood pack. She's of respected heritage and I trust the Goddess' choice for me. I demand that you treat her with the same love, respect and admiration with which you treat me. I expect nothing less from the choicest of wolves. Prepare for the mating ceremony in seven moons" he concluded charismatically and effortlessly, resulting in a triumphant applause and cheer from the crowd. Then he extended his hand towards me. I smiled and walked to him, taking his hand. The pack cheered even louder as we walked together into the mansion.

How she taught me which plants soothe burns, which help with sleep, which calm anxiety. How she gave me a book full of recipes and notes before they took me away from her. Grace listened like every word mattered. Emily asked a thousand questions. And instead of treating me like I was weird or suspicious, they treated me like I was… talented. Grace even said, “These are good enough to sell.” I laughed. She didn’t.

“So, I never thought it would ever happen to me. But the bite mark triggered those genes inside me or something, and my vampire side started to show up. Before I knew it, I lost control and went feral. Grace was unfortunately a target.” “Grace?” I asked. “She is our head maid. Was.” Amber pressed her lips into a thin line. She didn’t seem like a very important person, as Ray seemed to be quite casual about it. “Ray…” Tarr took his name and looked at him, “If you knew about me, why did you make me your Beta?” He asked.