Gracie Adams Novels & Stories

I'm still sitting on the bed thinking about Ethan's sudden strange behaviour when the door opens again after ten minutes and my new roommate, Grace walks in smiling. " Hi Michael.", she says waving her hands at me and coming towards me. "Ahm...Can I call you Mike ?", she asks. " Call me Nate ?", I ask. " Oh..that's your second name ?", she asks. I nod. " Okay Nate. My name is Grace Adams. Call me Grace.", She says and stretches out her hand. I smile and take her hands, carefully with my right hand, praying she thinks the blood stain as paint.

It is full of chocolate, letters, flowers, and other things in a romantic way. She is what every man desires. She's pretty, smart, and has a body of a model. Small waist, big bust, big bum, small face, and not to mention she's 5'6 while I'm 4'11. Not like other beautiful and famous girls, Hilary is such a humble and kind person. Also, the power and money she holds, she's rich and her family owns a famous company in this city. Just imagine how perfect she is? This how good Hilary's life is.

asked Eden. Regar was silent. "No." "That... Greta isn't it?" Eden said a name while staring fixedly at Regar. Megan was confused. "What?" "Helena was helped to give birth by Greta, your dead mate," Eden's story surprised Regar. "How... you can know that?" Eden smiled obliquely. He did not answer immediately, but approached Megan and stood behind the woman. One of his hands was wrapped around Megan's stomach, and the other hand stroked the woman's face.

Instead, she continued typing on her phone before she dropped it and stood up. She walked past us towards the staircase while Clinton and I continued watching her. She didn't climb the stairs and I thought it was because another footsteps were coming. I was right because a lady finally came down, a wide grin plastered on her face. Clinton froze beside me as if caught in a sudden frost, his entire demeanor stiffening like a statue carved from ice. On the stairs stood a stunning lady who looked like she had stepped out of a magazine. Her golden pixie-cut hair framed her face perfectly, and her skin glowed with a radiant brilliance.

Grace asked, masking her true behaviour in front of her husband. “ She will. The school will teach her so many lessons and lessen her pride.” Gamma Levi said and stormed off to Nicki's room. Grace's lips curved into an evil smirk and her eyes glittered with mischievousness. “ This is just the beginning, Nicki Bernardo. I will make your life miserable.” She clicked her tongue and sat down on the cushion, watching her favourite TV series. Nicki began to take off her clothes in front of her dressing mirror. Her fair skin was covered in bruises and red marks due to her father's excessive beating.

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

"Wasn't she the reason why you disbanded?" "Yes. Her father ruined us," Alyssa reported. Grace was a famous actress in Holywood, having won two supporting actresses awards and had five movies in her name over the years. In the entertainment industry, she was one of those who already made it. A scoff left Grace's lips as she asked, "Okay. I get that we have been acquainted, Alyssa. Our paths have crossed after all, but why would I be interested in helping you? I have nothing against KC. Plus, I heard she is the daughter of a powerful man? I would not want trouble for myself."

Adam was still staring when Mike came to get him to meet the next person on their list. The night was so unbearable for Adam, nobody agreed to a second meeting with him or showed any interest in investing in his company. He got so tired and decided to leave, that was when he bumped into her. He was shocked to see her up close, her long but wavy jet black hair fell effortlessly to her back and he just couldn’t help but admire her. He cleared his throat to form words but nothing came out of his mouth. When she looked down to see the damage done to her dress, he saw his chance to escape before saying something embarrassing.

Aiden did not engage with her playful tone and went straight to the point, “Aunt Grace, could you please help her with her styling?” Amy was startled to hear Aiden referring to the woman as his aunt. She took a moment to study the woman more carefully as she tried to discern any familial resemblance. It was shocking because the woman only appeared a few years older than Aiden. How was she Aiden’s aunt? The woman, Grace Lewis, was a fashion designer who had established her own brand many years ago. She specialized in selling high-end dresses. After Grace heard Aiden’s request, she noticed the young woman beside him. The sight of a girl alongside Aiden was indeed a novelty.

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