Gracie Adams Novels & Stories

“Grace Adams? No way “Heard she was married and left the country. Not at all the other responded. She recently became a partner in Parker Group and has been going on business trips and late nights.” “Huuh poor Ava,” they both shook their heads, their heels causing a reminder of what had been said. Grace Adams, Desmond’s ex and first love, is the heiress to the Adams Foundation. Someone everyone respected. Then I realized that my husband has been going on business trips and keeping late nights but then again I doubt he would betray me.

Thin veins of blood showed under the skin in the worst spots. Adriana’s eyes widened in fury. “What the hell?! Did she hit you for real?” Grace Morgan was the hottest actress of the moment. She was bigger than the drama itself—always appearing at major fashion weeks, gracing magazine covers, and snatching up brand endorsements left and right. She seemed to be everywhere, her popularity skyrocketing for reasons no one could quite explain.

she wore a simple black trouser and singlet ,her hair were parked in a ponytail tail . " good afternoon alpha " she greeted and I nodded with out responding . " have you heard anything from our spies " I ask starring keenly at her waiting for her to respond. " the human girl working at the Adams mansion just sent feedback that Victor Adams is back and he's hell bent on protecting a human pregnant girl by name Hope "she said " what human pregnant girl "I ask confused " according to her ,she claims David is expecting a baby soon and so far it is said that the baby is some kinda wonder baby or something " she said .

He said throw gritted teeth, and the ass smiled, stepped back with his hands raised. All the while, Grace just watched the banter with a small smile, genuine surprise on her face at how the two of us went back and forth about what we wanted the other to do. “Hmm, this sure taste nice!” Noah turned to see Adriana already munching a cookie from the box she was now holding. Noah rolled his eyes as he collected the box from her. “That was for me alone, Adriana. Grace brought it just for me, so don’t touch things in my office again without asking first.” Noah said.

"Please. Sit." Grace sat. Aiden sat next to her. Very close. Derek noticed and smiled. "So protective already." "What's that supposed to mean?" Aiden asked. "Nothing. Just an observation." Derek ordered wine. "So, Grace. What do you do?" "I'm a fashion designer." "Really? How fascinating. Your own business?" "Yes." "Impressive. Beauty and brains. Aiden's a lucky man." Aiden's hand went to Grace's knee under the table. Possessive.

"I didn't say that." "But you know something." Webb didn't respond. "Describe the subject." Damien allowed himself a small smile. Now he was enjoying this. "She looks human," "That wasn't my question." "She has dark hair. Pale skin. Blue eyes." "Physical anomalies?" "None that I'm aware of." "Then why do you believe she's anomalous?" "Because I've seen what she can do." "What can she do?" Damien wasted no time listing everything that had happened that fateful night.

Having the last class for the day as dance, Cassandra and Ravine were dropped back home together as Cassandra wanted to hang out with her new friend. Ms. Grace packs her bags as well, her small pink colored duffel bag fitting her clothes. As she walks outside, a senior grade student blocks her way. "Hey, Kris! What's up?" "You know what's up, Ms. Grace. I'll pick you up at 7pm." Saying, the young male leaves the campus, leaving behind a stressed 32 year old Grace. Grace Reynolds was once a nymphomaniac taking art therapy, in her early twenties. She's been having many affairs after her marriage as well, hence the divorce after her husband found out about her illness.

Boom! Why ? "Oops it fell down again." she grinned at the servants and they were watching her helplessly. "NOT YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING GIRL DID THAT AGAIN!" a feminine voice came from inside an a woman walked out in a professional attire holding a file in her hand. She was looking same as my mum's age. Is she her mom? "But I did it." Grace said to the woman. "How many times do I have to tell you don't damage my favourite things?" the woman seethed out.

Everyone cheered and clapped, Irina smiled brightly with a hint of pride in her gaze. "Next up, is the couples' vote of thanks." - the Mc clapped, smiling as he passed the microphone over to Irina. "Ladies and gentlemen, it's an honor and as well a pleasure to be here with you today....... celebrating my two years anniversary with the man i love..... Jason Smith." - Her dress shimmered under the light, her waist lengthed red hair falling down her shoulders like waves.

The speaker said as I went down the stairs warily. “Hello; Adam, I take it?” When I reached the bottom of the stairs, there were two women with warm coffee skin and startling blue eyes. “Come and eat, Lucy will be out for some time yet, plus we made extra for you to bring up to her.” One smiled at me while the other waived a silver dagger casually in her hand. “I’m Ada, and that’s Grace.” She rolled her eyes when she said it, Grace flashing her wolf eyes at me.