Gracie Faris Novels & Stories

“They gave me a springboard I intend to make the most of. And, she liked me, so I’m going to take a look tomorrow.” Amid gaping grins and raised brows, the question arises in stereo. “She?” “Oh come on, guys. Her name’s Grace. She’s got to be nine hundred years old.” I carefully omit that Grace didn’t sound like she was nine hundred years old. In fact, she speaks with a quiet refinement, but it’s tinged with something youthful, something—well, graceful. I can’t account for how her voice affected me, but I’m certain it wasn’t because she sounded old.

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.

I miss you". Grace says again, after the long pause still looking at the only piece of him here. "Mum misses you too,” her voice cracks again, “she's trying Dad, She's trying a lot Dad, She's working so had for me, for us, she tries a lot to fill in for the both of you financially and emotionally, I'm really proud of her and I know you are too". Grace smiled thinking of her poor mum, who was getting queried at the office because of her. "You know Dad, I finally chased my dream of being an actress, but that was a huge fail, I didn't get the part". Small tears threatened to come out again, as Grace spoke her voice a bit hoarse.

Maybe it wasn’t love that was the problem: maybe it was her. “Kat!” Kat looked up to see Grace Danvers moving toward her, a bright smile on her face. “I haven’t seen you in ages! How are you?” Grace was a pretty, young woman, recently turned twenty-four, and her once-long blonde hair was now in a bob that reached right below her chin. Despite her stylish haircut, though, she still wore her usual skirts and peasant tops, a smudge of flour on her cheek. Kat hugged her close. “It has been too long,” she admitted as she sat down at a nearby booth. “How are you, though?”

Grace said filled with praise. Laila turned head to the figure next to her with a warm smile."Hi, Ann. I thought you didn't take class.Are you late?" Grace pulled up a chair and sat close to Charles' wife. It was as if they were used to being close together as classmates.Even though Grace is a new student who has recently been part of a painting class. Grace can't believe she has to do something like this when Laila's husband is the man she really loves.She is also very sure that Charles is looking for her whereabouts to ask her to return to England and meet Mr. Charmond.

You both made today" "Don't start, you're worth it remember" "You're right. Guess I’m ready. "She said standing up" "C'mon. Let's present to the world this beauty" They both walked straight into the living room. Grace's red gown was awesome, but she wearing it, beautified it more. She looked so elegant, stunning and confident. That's the lady Laura and Becky wanted to see. "Hello Chris, I'm glad you could make it" "My pleasure. You're graciously beautiful"

Why? On the corner, she saw the girl already stop crying and get up. She finally see her face. Beautiful is an understatement to describe her. She’s tall, have a curvy body, she has a lightly tanned skin and her face, just like a goddess. She keep on thinking other words to describe her when her phone beeps. “Mason said it’s true Gracie Donovan is back and she’s Jace ex-girlfriend. She left him to pursue a career in modelling. And that makes Jace loose his focus in everything until lately.” Kristinn said in text.

She looked like she would understand me if I told her. I looked at the stage and Grace's attention turned there. It was an actress I didn't know, and it diverted Grace's attention. And her face beamed with excitement. “It's Nadia Lusvre!” Grace said to me. "The promising actress in channel seven. Wow, she is so beautiful in person.” And she sounded bewitched. Truly as it is, the woman was gorgeous wearing a silver dress that fits her curvy bust body, and she was saying hello to anyone, and even joked.

"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."

“ Can't you see how excited I am right now? I just can't wait for you to leave “ Grace smirked, taking slow steps towards Nicki. “ I'm going to College, not like I won't be back for holidays.” Nicki replied. “ I hope you rot in the school and never come back.” Grace gritted her teeth, once she got closer to Nicki. “ You should mind your business, don't you think?” Nicki turned to face her, her mouth curved into a smirk. “ What are you implying?” “ You should focus on giving birth to pups for my father. Don't be a bore.” She rolled her eyes and walked past Grace, who was fuming in anger.