Graces Adventures Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice rough. Grace nodded frantically, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Yes, please take me" Grace always found new ways to amaze me. Normally, she was usually so shy and reserved tinting a bright shade of red at any form of teasing whatsoever, but here, in this bed with us…. She was a whole other person. I didn’t hesitate. I pushed inside her in one smooth thrust, groaning at the tight, wet heat of her. Grace cried out, her body stretching around me as I bottomed out.

I slipped back into the bed with Grace and stroked her hair once more before she snuggled up next to me, her face buried in my neck, one arm around me, the other tucked under her. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed a little before drifting off to sleep. *****Dale POV**** Macy was ecstatic that Peaches was safe, and ecstatic was a severe understatement. Macy had also told me Peaches real name, Grace suited someone like her. She emitted safety, kidness and of course, as the name implies, grace. “I was so worried about her.” “I know, we all were babe.” She paused and took a breath. “I should probably give her some time huh?”

In just 10 minutes, I had slipped into a sleek long dress with a daring thigh-high slit. From the depths of my suitcase, I retrieved a black velvet box and flipped it open. The black pearl necklace inside shimmered with an otherworldly luster in the soft light. Slipping it on, the cool pearls lay against my collarbone, a silent statement of elegance. The reflection staring back at me did not seem ready for a charity gala. She looked poised for battle. The gala was set to begin at eight. I made my entrance at 10. Alice, clad in a shimmering silver gown, was mid-laughter with the elite when her eyes caught mine. Her laughter died, her complexion draining of color.

"To show them the data they claim to want. To keep building the coalition. To give Aldric enough time to finish reconsidering eleven centuries of positions." "He'll get there." Cas was looking at Grace, who had abandoned her blocks and was now making her way across the room toward him with the determined stride of a five-year-old who had decided she was done waiting patiently. "He just needs the right evidence." Grace reached Cas and climbed into his lap without invitation—a privilege she exercised constantly and he had never once denied. She looked up at him with those enormous brown eyes. "Was it good news?" she asked. "You all look like when something is good but also complicated."

“The mercenaries are restless. We didn’t find much in the way of coin inside the treasury.” “He cheated you,” Ava stated. “Fancy that.” “That may be, but he left something far more interesting behind. You will entertain the men this evening … like any true wanton.” “I knew it,” Grace said. “My sister was forever coming to the village. To do good works, she said. But what if she was in search of pleasure? Makes you think, doesn’t it?” “Enough, Princess, or you will join her. Send in the captains. Tell them it’s payment in kind.”

She’d realized she’d kept herself alone to avoid getting hurt, but Gavin had shown her that, for love, the risk was always worth it. The door opened, and Grace entered. She wore the silvery bridesmaid dress that Kat also wore, and her blonde hair was piled on top of her head. She looked absolutely radiant, and Kat had to wonder if Grace Danvers had a secret of her own. “Adam wanted me to ask if you were ready,” Grace asked. Joy raised an eyebrow. “And you can ask him if he’s ready.” Then she smiled. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” Grace practically bounced on her toes, and Kat eyed her. Was she touching her abdomen more often than usual, or was she imagining things? She bit her lip to keep f

“Yes dear. Already on it” Grace really is a supreme woman. A former luna but a physician too. She runs the pack hospital. She doesn’t need to work or have an occupation since dad had done so well for himself but she loves doing it. Ok, I need to focus on… well, nothing i guess since Zak gave me the afternoon. “Kalen, let’s stretch our legs”. I could feel him eagerly stretching, ready to burn some energy. For some reason I have so much nervous energy right now which is making me uncomfortable.

Laura said while she stood up with her black bag made of leather. "Alright girls, I appreciate this visit. Do take care, okay." "Bye." Grace sighed. In short moments, she started collecting reasons why she was not going to listen to her friends. She had to stand her ground about this relationship thingy. It is true there is a Mr Right, but is she ready to believe in that fairy tale? Hell No! Then, Grace realized how late it was when she flipped the curtains only to see that the sun had already descended into the

(Sunday) Grace's pov: I woke up and sat on the bed. Finally it's weekend and I can go for cycling with Joshua. I'm unexpectedly excited. Cycling with Joshua is the only thought in my mind today. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and took a quick shower. I peek out of the window and saw the weather was very nice. I decided to wear a plain black t-shirt with grey joggers. I look my myself in the mirror. Am I looking too simple?

The number he had called earlier rang back, and he picked it up. "Sir, her name is Rita Dasilva," the caller began, but Adam cut him off sharply, "I have no interest in her name, just tell me what I need to know about her background." "Sir, she is from a poor background," the caller continued, "her father sells newspapers in Lacoste town, and she lost her mother in a car accident when she was eight." "How did a nobody like her make it to Picaremore University and where did she get the guts to look up to my son?" Adam inquired.