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"You—" "Aunt Yvette, there's no need to waste words on someone like her. It's pointless." Selena stepped forward, her gaze calm yet cold. "I won't strike you, but mark my words. If your team wins the preliminaries today, my name will be forever disgraced!"

"One day, you will sit in a room where someone is waiting for your nod, your hand, or just one fair word from you. When that day comes, remember the road you took to get here." Lila nodded hard and pinned the badge to her chest. When she walked out, her back was straighter than when she had come in. Sunlight came through the window and landed on the new file on my desk. It was a proposal for a fund that Northbridge would use to invest in companies founded by low-income women, immigrant women, and founders mainstream capital kept ignoring. I already had a name for it. The Grace Fund. There were still so many Grace Walkers in this world. They were trapped in their own coal towns, ledgers, cont

"Connor, you're eighteen years old. You should have more than that." "What do you have?" "Grace Trent. Artist. Daughter to an Alpha who rebuilt from betrayal and a Luna who chose to stay. Sister to a twelve-year-old who thinks dinosaurs had parliamentary discussions. Niece to a vampire who taught me that family is choice, not blood." She smiled. "I have a whole identity that's mine. You deserve that too." We sat in silence for a while. I was processing—everything she'd said, everything I was feeling, the growing realization that Courtney had been wrong about Grace in every possible way.

Eden said and smirked. "Ugh, enough with the teasing. They're going to be here any moment now," Grace said as shy hysterically continued to fix every minuscule detail on herself. She was clearly very nervous and excited to see Theo. Eden had never seen Grace put in so much effort for a man. She had always been this strong, independent girl who only dressed up well to feel confident, and never to impress anyone. However, she enjoyed being the envy of every girl and the wish of every boy. Eden never felt threatened by Grace's beauty. She knew that she herself looked good. Though she never put much effort into making herself look beautiful by dieting or having a thorough skincare routine, she w

Hello everyone, I hope you are enjoying Grace and Eli's journey so far. There is a lot more in store for them still to come! My new book, For the Love of a Guardian, went live today. This book will tell Clint and Lily's story. It starts as a prequel when they are 17/18 years old, but will go through the time frame of the first two books (Broken Warrior and Guardian Angel).

" I did not turn back. I stepped out of the detention center. Outside, the sun was shining just right. I raised my hand to block it, like I was blocking out all those dark, damp memories. I left her and the past behind for good. … I bought a bunch of old books and newspapers. High school textbooks, math, physics, chemistry workbooks, and some really worn-out college textbooks. I knew my chance was coming. The SAT was waiting for me. In my previous life, I was lost. I was busy with Shirley's career and working hard for our home.

It was good because no one would find out who she was soon. Grace worked so hard all her life as an editor, crawling all the way to the top as the chief editor of a glossy magazine firm. She had appeared in the magazine herself a lot of times, but she doubted anyone here w would engross their time in reading magazines like that. Even if a few of them did, they wouldn't recognize her with her hair dyed jet back from the natural blonde color she had, and from wavy to straight.

Wedging a bookmark in to keep my page, I set my textbook aside and ease my way to the kitchen. The sink is half-filled and topped with dish soap foam—that’s the cleaner smell. Grace, still wearing the floppy, sky-blue sunhat that accents her sapphire eyes, is scrubbing away at the already spotless counters. Taking a seat at the kitchen bar, I lean over to watch her, to invite her confidence. “Is there something wrong?” Grace grits her teeth into a smile and, still scrubbing, says, “Nothing. I’m fine.” Clearly. Not. Staying where I am, I smile back. “I’ll wait for you to catch up.”

I have spent the day buried in books, I tried calling Emma but she told me she had to go to her parent's vacation. She never likes going but in order to keep her life here separate from them she has to keep appearances. When she moved in with me and tried to ignore them, they showed up, they definitely didn't like me and my no bullshit attitude. Grace is busy with her boys and Kallie; I know Jordan has Vivid so I picked a book I've been meaning to read and I'm currently reading it.

Also if you follow me on Instagram: @anonymousgirl1206 then you would have seen my posts about it and you will be notified once the Preface for the second book is up. I want to say thank you for reading this book! It's been a long journey and this couple was one of my favorites to write. Grace is such a strong female lead and I love that about her which made writing her story such a joy. I hope to see you in the second book, until then... Stay safe, sanitize, get some sun, and follow my ass on Instagram man! Whatcha waiting for?!