Novel & Cerita Graham Stephan Books

Reading felt safer than untangling what happened. I’d only just gotten to the start of a new chapter when the sound of footsteps crunched against the gravel. I looked up, shielding my eyes from the sun, and before I could react, a familiar hand smacked my book right out of my hands. “Ace!” I yelped, half-annoyed, half-startled. The book landed on the grass with a soft thud. He grinned down at me, his messy hair catching the sunlight, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “What are you doing out here hiding with a book? You should be paying attention to me.”

She let out a breath, shaking her head as she left the chair before pointing at me. “Let me break it down for you to understand. The bookshop you lockpicked— don't even fucking argue against that. I know for a FACT thai I locked it— and intruded on is MINE and it's on the other side of this room which I ALSO own because I own the entire BUILDING.” She huffed indignantly.

Meanwhile at the blue lake clane Damian was still angry standing by the blue lake, he heard Stephan entering the house with Snoia and his anger increased, he mind linked Stephan " you are back" stephan replied through his mind link " yea, want to see her?" Damian sneered " keep her away from me and keep her away from grand pa and grand ma, i don't want any one talking to me about marriage" " i understand, where are you, need company? Stephan asked, he jnew he was in a very foul mood " no i'm good, i'm going for a run" Stephan was shocked to hear what he was saying, he knew that Damian has not changed for many years

He said with indifference, his features schooled to a hard and closed-off expression. I pretended to be unaffected by his mere presence, acting as though all my resolves and my walls made of wet clay did not just crumble to smithers, making my mind useless and unable to form a coherent thought. “Hmmn.” I settled for nonchalance and hauled my e-reader before shutting it off. Of all the times, the narrator had to talk about Crystal and Duncan fucking, with Poseidon just a foot from where I was. “Gabriel wants you to come home.” He informed, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood to attention.

STORY TITLE: Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me? INTRODUCTION: Gracie thought coming home after college would mean peace. Instead, it means a suffocating summer trapped with the one man she can’t escape—her stepfather. He has always despised her, his eyes sharp with unspoken hatred, his words laced with disdain. But beneath that cruelty lies something far more dangerous… a pull she can’t resist.

Esther informs honestly and Dayos face brightens up. "You would? "He questions in disbelief. "Of course. "Esther assures. "Well one doesn't often find women who are ready to hear one ramble on about another woman. "Dayo states in all honesty. "I'm ready to make the difference. Besides, I might get an inspiration to write a book about her." Esther replies in her ever so strong politeness. Dayo smiles before taking a deep breath and leaving his gaze on his fingers as his mind travels back in time to the beautiful memories he's shared with his late wife. Memories so strong, clear and vibrant as though they happened just yesterday.

Coming back to the present, Stephen glared at Graham who is shuffling from one foot to another. "I asked you a question, Graham. Why did you kill Grace? And why the hell did you summon me into the middle of nowhere?" he asked taking a threatening step towards Graham. Graham stumbled a couple of steps away from Stephen with fright. "I had to tell you something important. So I had to kill Grace to summon you" he said hastily before Stephen could kill him. Stephen frowned.

We might even be future rulers of Silverton! Graham was as proud and confident as can be. Meanwhile, Thaddeus could not hold back his laughter. Stefan and his wife merely forced themselves to smile. Graham was truly drunk. He was even talking about ruling Silverton. Graham had to be so confused that he barely even knew his name. Out of respect, Stefan could have kept silent. Thaddeus would not indulge him. "Graham, just how drunk are you to be talking about ruling Silverton? Mr. Solomon isn't dead yet!"

Slowly, reluctantly, I stepped away from Damien, his fingers slipping out of me, leaving me feeling empty and aching. I turned to face my stepmother, my cheeks still.flushed, my body still buzzing with the aftermath of his touch. But as I looked at her, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was far from over. Damien’s eyes met mine, dark and intense, and I knew he was thinking the same thing. This wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning. And as my stepmother’s questions hung in the air, unanswered, I felt a dangerous excitement building inside me.

Writer's Note Join me in season two with the continuation of Derrick and Emberly's story OVERCOMING. I hope to see you there. Leave a comment and let me know what you think of book one. Please support my writing by giving this chapter some votes. Hugs and Love, Sapphirian J.