On My Own 3 Days Grace Novels & Stories

Unfortunately for me, my three days are up as of today and tomorrow I will need to go back tomorrow morning. The sudden beep from my phone makes me jump in shock and I look down to see a text notification from the one man I did not want to talk to. It seems the three-day mute that Grace set up has ended as well. Riker: Get to work, I need you to prepare documents. Riker: Cassandra, stop acting so childish and return to work now or else! Riker: I almost failed a business proposal because you weren’t here, hurry the fuck up and return.

I got into college and even got a graduate degree. However, even as an engineer, she still saw me as a simple country bumpkin who only cared about small things. She would rather talk to the silent parrot at home than have a real conversation with me. This time, I would live for myself. I planned to wait until everything was settled and the money was in hand before I went to Shirley to finalize things so we could both move on for good. However, an urgent message turned my whole world upside down. [Your mom's really sick. She broke her leg. She needs 5,000 bucks. Fast.]

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

Grace looked sweet and well-natured, her face devoid of any worry. However, Sabrina knew that Grace’s life was incredibly difficult. “Aunt Grace, please give me strength. From today on, I will be walking the same path as you did. I decided to raise my child alone. I will definitely become as strong as you were. When he grows up, my child enjoy a life without worry” “Aunt Grace, I will be leaving this city in three days, and do not plan on returning for at least five years. Actually, it’s possible for me to never come back here again. Please don’t hate me for not visiting you, okay Aunt Grace?”

Meanwhile, Grace couldn't stop grinning left and right while all I could give her was an overdramatic smile that involved bowing and crying inwardly,I couldn't share the same enthusiasm with her. If only my heart could cry like me, with real tears and snot, The floor would be flooded by now. It was that bad. Suddenly, I longed for Callum’s presence even if I had to deal with his obnoxious excuse of behaviour. I contemplated fasting for weeks considering nothing goes my way Perhaps I could find some refuge? I’m one of the most religious individuals in my family yet I was the unluckiest? Does God bully his most loyal fans? Or is he annoyed that I call him too much? One could never know until I

Chapter 17 The Don sat in his motel room with Grace sitting across him, he could see she was shaking and laughed at how scared she looked “I won't bite you know” he began “I know” Grace answered in a shaky voice “You have been dating Ryan for how long now?” He asked “Three years” Grace answered, the Don nodded “And yet he is planning on marrying a woman be met A week ago” he said with a scoff, Grace shifted uncomfortably in her seat “ If you want me to leave him for your daughter, I will” she said meaning every word of it, the Don laughed leaning back in his seat

I can't understand her at all, and I hate this feeling. Ejay seems to be the one bathing in the clouds right now. They say heaven is bliss, right? Full of laughter, joy, and peace. This is exactly what Ejay is feeling. He is taking all the pleasure in my misery and glory for it, with Grace’s rejection being the highlight of it all. I can't forget the look of mockery and satisfaction on his ugly face that day Grace threw me out of her room. Actually, if it wasn't for him standing behind the closed door when Grace pushed me out of the door, I would probably be nursing a twisted ankle or a scratch somewhere. Thanks to his spying moods on me, meh!

He died saving me. Now I have 30 days to make him love me... or watch him die again."Aria Blake lost everything the night her Alpha mate, Damon Voss, pushed her out of a truck's path and died in her arms. His last words still burn in her soul: _"You are mine. Always."_But fate gave her one cruel chance. A mysterious locket sent her back 10 years... to the day she first met Damon. Now she's 16 again. And he doesn't remember her. Doesn't want her. "You're not my mate, girl. I don't do destiny." His golden eyes are cold. His heart is stone.The locket is ticking: *30:00:00* 30 days. If Damon doesn't fall in love with her before the countdown ends, she'll be sent back to his deathbed... and he'll

Not a creation. Just Grace.

It's been two weeks living with Grace, and it's way easier to be at her place. My phone's been off, so my family can't get in touch with me, if they even tried. Thanks to Grace, I managed to sign a repayment plan agreement, but I was surprised when she used my dad's signature to get it approved. Grace is older than me, and she really makes my life a lot simpler.