Gracie Hyland Novels & Stories

Stacey drawls sarcastically. "Well I'm a lot better than you Stace, chasing after a total hottie who wouldn't look your way" It was Zoey's turn to cackle. The waiter returns with their order. Stacey waits for him to leave before scowling at them. "Fuck you guys... pretty soon Wayne is gonna look my way and hell, I'd do all I can to make you take back what you said" Zoey stabs her fork at the steak as she laughs quietly. A short silence follows as they chew on their food. Stacey mind wanders away, thinking of the lady who's become overly popular. She knew Mrs grace, had seen her in an auction her company had held months back. Then she'd left Florida for a while and came back with the sad news

I made sure no one had a reason to betray me, and those who did became a distant memory. Grace was the only person I had ever allowed to walk away from me. There was something about her beauty and inner strength that set her apart. I had never encountered anyone quite like her. She was a fierce, determined young woman. I had persuaded Grace to befriend Rei Draven and to encourage her to socialize. However, Grace didn't possess the same resilience for the sort of tasks that Lillianna effortlessly accomplished. She seemed too pure for the world she had become entangled in with Lillianna. Grace's true nature shone through when she came to Rei's aid after their paths crossed again, seemingly by

my gaze narrowed in both confusion ,still suspicious, and even more alert. Why was Gracie fucking defending her? "I killed him Hayden " she whispered quietly snapping my attention back towards her, her voice came out inaudibly, I almost didn't hear her. Her expression was somewhat distant and cold, I've never seen such a bitter look on her before, not even when..... Okay scratch that. I clasped her fingers and walked over to Sebastian, a few feet away. The bastard still wasn't dead yet, he was barely hanging on, but he was still breathing.

When we pulled up to the villa, I was out of the car before it fully stopped. I ran inside, calling her name. "Liyana? Baby?" The living room was empty and so was the kitchen. I found Gracie on the terrace, alone, a book in her hand and a drink beside her. My heart dropped. "Where's Liyana?" Gracie looked up, her expression strange. "She's fine, child. Don't panic." "Where is she?" “She is sleeping, she had a sugar crash that girl has been hyper all day.” Gracie complained as she shook her head and I nodded breathing a sigh of relief.

Riya spat gushing at the two couples that just left and I l exhaled glaring at Gracie whose face is low in embarrassment, can't believe this is the secret she refused to spill out. "She is a Badass, I can't even hate her for what she did to me and you Gracie, you wanted to get rid of her and her baby because of your stupid lesbian partner, gosh i am so dissapointed in you" I uttered in dissapointment shaking my head in disgust.

Gracie smiled brightly but when she saw Sara Owen’s sad expression, she stopped smiling and held her palm gently. “You are right. Don’t be sad. I know you have nothing for him in your heart. Look at you. You always think about your husband.” “This is not the thing I am sad about.” “Then?” “I met Scarlette Reddy.” Gracie widened her eyes in surprise. “What the fuck! That actress?” Sara Owen looked at her sadly and nodded. “You bitch. You should have called me. Wow! I mean I can’t handle the excitement. How did you react? What happened? Tell me everything about her.”

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Trevor A week later is her first time in New York, and Gracie is as charming as ever. She twirls around in the red dress she picked from the stockpile in front of her. It’s day one, and we’re focused on revamping her looks. Not like I want to change a thing about her. Gracie is perfect with her copper shade of hair to those sweet lips that torment me night and day. We have a deal! No flirting and no touching. But how can I stop myself from craving her? We’ve posted every moment on social media, leaving lots of wistful comments in our wake. My social media presence is a hot trail for now, thanks to this scam.

Kevin said. "Oh yeah. I am doing fine. I am mentally stable. I'm finally free guys. I missed you so much. I regretted my past actions, but I am so happy whenever I think of the beautiful memories we shared. You are truly the best friends in the world," Small drop of tears fell from Grace's eyes, as she talked. She was almost the same height as Rachael, with brunette hair that reached below her shoulder. She also looked breathtaking, especially with her blue skirt with a yellow blouse and black open-toed wedge to match.

Georgina Hammond, called for attention. “Next up,” she said, scanning her list, “the Springfield Vipers.” I heard someone groan. The Vipers were a professional hockey team known for their talent, and for the chaos they brought with them. “Buckle up,” Dr. Hammond said. “These hockey stars are not known for their patience.” Grayson stepped in before she could finish. “Grace will take them.” My head turned slowly in his direction. He smirked. “Good luck. You’ll need it.”