Jordynne Grace Book Novels & Stories

I guess that despite knowing me for several years, my family is yet to understand that I have a wild way of reasoning. “I hope he doesn’t say shit that would make him lose that woman,” Stephen’s voice commented and a deep frown instantly constricted the nerves of my face. I would never do something stupid to lose Grace. Not after I found something real and amazing with her. “I hope so too. Grace is a wonderful lady,” Janet ended her statement with a deep sigh. Well, at least it is good to know that my family likes Grace. Soon, my legs led me outside, and my eyes immediately fixed on Grace who had the phone to her ear. As my eyes further raked her backside, a short smile graced my lips.

I said. “Ah!” Grace said, turning happily. “Just the person I wanted to see. Did you hear that my niece is back? Alleluia! She is going to be the luna and I’ll be out of here in no time. I have suffered way too much. My time to enjoy this life is finally here.” I sighed. “Good for you, Grace.” I said. “I know you thought you were going to take him but she is back and you have no chance of being a luna.”

he asked, tightening his hold as he swiftly glanced at Serena. Grace’s lips quirked up, her eyes conveying absolutely nothing. She knew that a day would come when her own blood would attempt to kill her. “I see you are nothing like your father.” She clutched the book tightly. “Dorian, the book!” the girl gasped out. Grace cursed under her breath. She tried to break free, but her son was quick. He snatched the book from her hold while the other stayed on her neck. She understood that the opportunity had slipped away and that if she stayed for long, she might just be killed. Therefore, summoning all her powers, she teleported.

I quickly leaned in and whispered to Taylor to ask her about it. “Your book was found in Grace's room, and it looks brand new, as if it was just purchased. How did your book end up with Grace when you haven’t seen each other?” Taylor asked with complete professionalism. She fell silent for a few moments before finally responding. “When I went to console Grace after her mother passed away, I took two new books with me, but when I got home, I realized I only had one. I called Grace, and she confirmed that the book was with her. Grace isn’t much of a reader like I am, so I wouldn’t be surprised if the book still looks new.”

I was defeated. She cleared my desk, dropping every book and bible to the floor, I fought the urge to pick them up as I sat her up on it. She smiled, putting her arms up. I pulled the dress over her head, leaving her exposed. Her nipples hardened from the cool air, and I moved closer, brushing my fingers over them. As a teen, I had my fair share of women, but none of them struck me this way, not even the woman I spent years married to. I dropped my pyjama pants and fisted my cock, it was so hard it was pulsing, leaking with pre cum. “Put it in,” Grace ordered, her voice laced with every ounce of sin I wanted to taste.

she points to the book, and I look at her in disbelief. “Your granddaughter is missing, and you want me to read,” my frustration is growing. “You will not understand if you do not read. If you do not understand a victory cannot be held,” her blue eyes do not waiver from my own as I glare at her. Grace might be the only person that I have ever met that doesn’t cower under my gaze. “Fine,” I say grabbing the book from her and reading the passage that she pointed to.

“This is too much, Winny! I’m sorry. I wasn’t there to go through everything with you. Elias was sad to hear about what happened. He said he had something to show you from the book. Don’t die like that again, Winny. I’ll follow you.” I laughed at her silly joke. “I didn’t die, Grace, and I know you wouldn’t dare follow when you still have someone to live for.” Unlike me. I have nothing but the book Elias has in his possession and some messed-up past. We went shopping quickly and didn’t realise when we finished. The whole conversation made it seem like time was frozen. I couldn’t stay with Grace for long either. I only dropped by to let her know I was okay. I didn’t want her always having to

It’s either she was lost in her mind or she was perfectly good at playing ignore! Grace stared at Venice who nodded, a subliminal message flashing between the two! So this was the girl code everyone was talking about! “Right…” Grace said to herself, it loud enough for all of us to hear, then stepped forward and walked to Eden. “We are taking this party to the living room. Tell Serena and the others to be there.” And by others, I meant my beta and gamma. Nobody else. Besides, I highly believed that Eden would require a semblance of normalcy when Grace divulged all she had in that book of lies she was carrying. And that was none but her maid, Serena.

"I understand that it's quite an inconveniencing offer at the time and I understand that you might have some reasons why you wouldn't want your book recognized. But what I do know is that you are very talented and you are more than Spring material which is why I can not pass off on you so quickly. You have all the time to think about it." "Kendra, I-" "Just think about it, Grace." She cut me off abruptly. "Enjoy the rest of your day." Then, she hung up. My fingers balled up into fists, "If I get my hands on Kyle Davis, I swear to God-" "Hello? Grace? A little update?" Chris beamed at me. "What the fuck just happened? You wrote a book? And you didn't tell me? And Kyle? And his British mom? Wh

Grace didn’t move at all. “He lives near you,” Cain added. “Use that. Charm him. Or poison him. Just don’t screw it up.” No one spoke as they walked back to their cars. The silence between them was thick with dread—and something else. Something darker. That night, Grace stood in the audience of Lily’s school recital, her hands clapping to the rhythm of a glittery choreographed number. She smiled, waved, mouthed *I love you*. In her purse: a photo of Devon Marks, his address, and a gun with the safety off.