Novel & Cerita Gracie Adams

She has changed her clothes with light blue culottes and a white crop top. "Because you look fine, so I can go out!" Jenna said to Adam, who had just finished taking a shower. Adam glanced at Jenna, assessing the woman from head to toe. Brunette brown hair, dark brown eyes, sharp nose, sensual lips, neat white teeth, 170 cm tall, approx 49 or 50 kg, glowing skin. "Not bad," thought Adam. "Do you want to be my wife?" asked Adam suddenly, making Jenna almost apply her lip cream to part of her face. She cursed a little then wiped her right cheek which was smeared with lip cream, while wiping it she turned her head to look at Adam with a frown.

Charlie who was filled with guilt that he accepted Ivote and Grey’s orders and even thought of betraying his kind master swallowed his shame and calls to Damian. “Master!” Charlie shouted while running to Damian who turns to look at Charlie. Days passed and Damian is currently with Amelia on a little date outside of their home. Damian watches Amelia as she picks out baby clothes for their soon to be born child. They had both recently found out that the gender of their child was a boy and so, Damian offered to take Amelia on a little shopping so she could pick out clothes for their child. The public had now forgotten about the recent scandal because a certain famous celebrity was found in her

She screamed. "But Adam killed my sister!" I blurted again, no longer in control of the words I was speaking. "Adam is the guy that impregnated Judy! And he gave her the wrong abortion pills, Emily! He did all that just to get back at me! He did that just because I love you! Just because- "

It's his 24th birthday, and everyone's excited to see the handsome Hades. They know that his behavior is a bit bad, but some have reported that he suddenly calmed down for no apparent reason. And for that reason, only Hades' friends and parents know. While they're busy talking to each others about business, Grace climbed on stage and picked up the mic. "Eveyone, attention." She said while smiling, they smile upon seeing a beautiful lady infront of them. It is unthinkable that she has two children at the age of 30-years-old.

Tonight was Grace’s official recognition as a true heiress, the daughter of one of the wealthiest families she never knew existed. Adrian adjusted his cufflinks as he watched Grace from across the ballroom. She stood by the grand staircase, looking radiant in a deep red gown that perfectly complemented her elegance. Their daughter, dressed in a matching little gown, clung to her mother’s hand, giggling as she admired the sparkling chandeliers. William approached Adrian, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. “You made the right choice standing by her. Look at her now—strong, confident, and finally in her rightful place.”

She walked with purpose, like she knew where she was going. I frowned. There were only a few graves this far out. Only those who had died decades ago. One grave, in particular, always seemed to be well kept despite its age. A grave that Sienna visited every year. Marissa De Luca. Sienna’s mother. Delilah stopped in front of the headstone. She got down on her knees as she lowered her head for a moment. Carter and I stayed hidden, watching. And then she said it. Soft. Barely audible.

A sense of loss flashed past her eyes, she would never get the chance to spoil and pamper them, she had missed out on their childhood. Adam: “This is Mark’s better half, Sarah Moorefields and these are your great grandchildren, Miles, Melody and Max.” Adam turned to Thomas “This is Thomas Benton, Angel’s prince charming and their little ones Penelope, Yvonne and Kevin.” Adam pointed towards Darcy “This is my second born, Darcy Everett Walter and that is the love of his life, Grace Kingsley and their treasures, Marcus and Bruno.” Bruna blew a flying kiss with a big grin as soon as his name was called.

"You're well on our way to getting a lot of other firsts, aren't you?" Grace frowned midbite of her fourth muffin. I smiled and flicked a few crumbs from her cheek. "First woman to fall asleep on me." She scowled. "First werewolf Lycan Queen." Her eyes widened. "First female Senator, too." Her eyes softened, and she swallowed. "Maybe."

Grace- Get out of my head, I should’ve said no, why didn’t I move? I couldn’t move, fuck me… It’s me, Grace Rue. A girl with problems, the only thing I’m allowed to marry, I don’t deserve a man, especially one like Phoenix. He's doing things, he’s maybe cast a certain spell inside my veins that’s luring me inside his trap, a rather beautiful one. There’s Archie, who says he loves me but wants my body, there’s Levi, who wants my body but doesn’t fuck me, and then there’s Phoenix, who doesn’t fuck me but loves me.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.