Gracie Faris Novels & Stories

I leaned on the door and clenched my left chest, where my heart is beating so hard. I closed my eyes shut trying to calm myself and after a few minutes, my heart is on its normal rate. I moved towards the sink and rested my palms on it as I looked at myself in the mirror. I must say, Cyrene is good with hair and make up. She did my hair effortlessly and I love it. She was able to cover the dark circles under my eyes which appeared after too many sleepless nights. She was able to bring color and life to my dull and boring face and darn this pretty gown that she lent me, it complements my skin so well. And she was right when she told me that my gown would stand out from the rest, even Alicia's

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

╒══════════ •◦இ•◦ ══════════╕ Truth or Dare STUDENT 13 - RUBY FRIDAYS Reveal the truth for the question: "Has another's pain, ever given you joy? Be totally honest." ╘══════════ •◦இ•◦ ══════════╛ Oh, what a... damn.

I have an interview for a proper career with healthcare and bonuses. Okay, Zoe, breathe, don’t get ahead of yourself. It’s an interview. You don’t have the job yet. I tossed Isaac’s laptop into my bag. I need to shower, brush my hair and find an interview outfit. Shit, I’m a waitress, my interview outfit consists of faded black jeans and a black t-shirt with a hole in the armpit. My feet hit the sidewalk running. There’s a charity shop on the route home. It never has much in my size but with a grand total of six dollars to my name, it’s my only option.

"My favorite team has a bout tonight. It's actually a double header, but I wanted to go to see High Rollers battle it out against Bone Breakers." "I take it you're a High Rollers fan?" She blushed a warm shade of embarrassment, and her eyes softened in the cutest way. "Actually, I'm a Grim D. Mise fan. She happens to be a High Roller." "What's a Grim D. Mise? Keep in mind, I know nothing about roller derby."

Her brow furrowed. “if you could cook, why go to an eatery this morning?” “well… they'd rather believe that Jesus turned water into wine than Rick can cook.” He said. Huh? She laughed. “why?” “I recently learnt it all thanks to this job of mine. Unfortunately no one is willing to give me a chance. So will you?” She smiled and arranged her wig as it dawn on her. “yes.” * “don’t worry I got this.” Gracie said slicing the onions very slowly like It was cancerous.

I took a deep breath and walked into the den. “Yes, father?” I said when I walked into the den and he was sitting at his desk. He looked over at me. “Have a seat.” He said and I did as I was told. “I just received a phone call from Mr. Grace. He said he found you with his daughter tonight. You know Sadie Grace is a patient of mine and her father would like for you to stay away from her. What were you doing with this girl Jacob? She is a very troubled young lady and I don’t want you messing around with her.” I could feel myself becoming upset, but there would be no reasoning with my father.

He hands me his IPhone while I stare amazed at the stunning woman in the screen . She's so beautiful ,bright emerald eyes ,silky ,shiny gorgeous wavy brunette hair that circles around her long diamond shaped face ,she's got plump lips and long lashes .She doesn't even look above 30 in this picture.But Adam corrects me by saying that she's 43 here .Grace Black indeed was an enchanting woman It seems good looks run in the family. Adam although he shares most features from his dad,he's got her ears and long-ass lashes and the color of her skin.

He said, "My daughter has lived in a wealthy neighborhood her whole life. She has never had anything to do with a poor person like you, someone people would consider too dirty to touch. "I don't believe you know her, and I certainly don't think she could have offended you. Stop putting on an act. Just tell us what you want." After hearing Elias' words, Grace shoved me away in disgust. She kept wiping her hands with an alcohol wipe as though she had touched something filthy. "My husband is right. There's no way you've ever had any contact with Kiara." I laughed again. "You're right. I haven't." Grace studied me carefully for a while longer, probably because there was something strange about m

My assistant’s name appeared on the screen. Nina: Morning, boss. Reminder: 10:30 call with Gracie Marie’s team. Wedding inquiry. Nina: Big budget. Very big. Like, “make vendors cry happy tears” big. I stared at the message while drinking my coffee. Gracie Marie. Model. Viral. Blonde. Beautiful in a way that made skincare brands sound like religion. I had seen her face on billboards along Sunset Boulevard, in perfume campaigns, at parties I did not want to attend but had to.