Paladins Grace Novels & Stories

"Try not to embarrass me out there, Sunshine," Tyler muttered. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not the one with the ego, Sinclair." ********** Flora Morgan lost everything in one day. Her perfect relationship. Her dream job. Her reputation—all because of an embezzlement scandal she knew nothing about. With thirty thousand dollars in debt, the last thing Flora expects is to end up tangled with Tyler Sinclair—the NHL’s most feared player. Cold, arrogant and tattooed. The man the media calls The Devil on Ice. One mistaken identity. One outrageous proposal. One fake relationship neither of them wants. Now she's living under the same roof as the most infuriating man she's ever met, smiling for cameras, modeling beside hockey's biggest star, and convincing the entire world they're hopelessly in love. The problem? Fake relationships have a dangerous habit of feeling real. Especially when buried family secrets begin to surface, dangerous enemies start circling, and the past refuses to stay buried. What happens when the cameras stop rolling... but Tyler still calls her his prettiest problem?

“You can deny it all you want, but the truth is you belong to us until we decide to let you go, and that’s never going to happen,” he thundered fiercely, tearing her heart right out of her chest. *** In a bid to escape her ruthless Pack, Ciara, who has always dreamt of meeting her one true mate, crosses paths with three captivating wolves— Liam, distant and cold; Blake, a charming flirt; Alden, a gentle soul. All three are her destined mates, each vying for a place in her heart in order to be named the next Alpha of their Pack. As the tale unfolds, Ciara finds herself entangled in a game of love, and she; the ultimate prize.

Celine is an Omega, treated harshly and abused by members of her pack, and with no hope of ever finding favor in their sight. Magnus is considered a ruthless Alpha by many because he was considered enigmatic. Their fate is sealed on her birthday, where he takes her to his mansion to be his. Would the two bond together?

Ethan is a 32 years of age fellow who had a generally excellent work, he's from London and he bases there too His misery all began when he lost his employment due to his colleague Steven Steven was consistently envious of Ethan Ethan has been promoted two times while Steven has never been elevated and this prompts more disdain and envy toward Ethan Ethan was being framed by Steven and he was sacked. Ethan became frustrated on the grounds that he was unable to secure another job Out of frustration and depression from his joblessness, Ethan accidentally killed somebody however Steven was framed and mistaken with the homicide, while Ethan walks and lives uninhibitedly Will the reality of the situation be found? Will Ethan at any point be captured and arrested for the wrongdoing he perpetrated?

When the fire broke out, I called my husband, Hector. He didn't answer. Instead, he ran straight into the flames—to save my sister, Emma. They held each other, clinging to life, while I was trapped in the basement, watching my calls go ignored until all hope burned out. Afterward, Emma played innocent, twisting everything. She told him, "Hector, don't blame Sienna. She didn't leave me on purpose... she was just scared." Her lie made me the villain, and everyone bought it. Fueled by hatred, Hector spat, "She's so vicious—why didn't that fire just take her?" Three months later, the police found my body.

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"

Zachary Smithson was my uncle in name. When I was seventeen, I confessed to him, but he rejected me fiercely. He tore up my love letter and told me to give up on such thoughts. When I was twenty-two, I graduated and attempted to move out. To my surprise, I found a dress I had lost. He had hidden it under his pillow.

My boyfriend said that art held no restrictions, so he used my provocative paintings to enter a competition. Amidst a row of classic ceramic figurines, I became famous. He shot to fame, landing in the top ten of trending searches, while I was humiliated by the entire internet and mocked as a “ceramic influencer.” When I confronted him, he looked at me with disappointment. “They don’t understand art, and neither do you? I thought you would support my work, but I didn’t expect you to stir trouble! You’re so immature!”

"Samantha," he murmured, pulling back just enough to look into my eyes. "What are we doing?" "Item seven.." I whispered, trying for lightness but hearing the tremor in my voice. "Crossing it off the list." ~ Fresh out of high school, Samantha knows two truths: she's madly in love with her best friend Rafael, and she'll never live to see him graduate college. So she creates a bucket list, determined to experience everything life offers, especially the taste of his kiss, before her secret claims her last breath. But time is quickly running out.... will she make it out alive?

After my twin sister Harper died, my Alpha mate hated me for ten years. For a whole decade, I was his Luna, and I tried every possible way to be good to him. One day, he said, “If you really want to please me so much, then just die.” So when a truck was coming at me, I didn’t even move, but I had never expected that Noah would push me out of the way to save me. He was badly injured. Before he died, he looked at me and whispered, “Charlotte, if only I had never met you, everything would have been better.” At Noah’s funeral, all the elders and members of the pack came. “I should have let Noah choose Harper as his Luna. I regret forcing him to choose you back then. You killed him!” Noah’s mother was overcome with grief. Noah’s father also said, “You know? Noah saved your life three times! He was such a kind-hearted Alpha. Why didn’t you die instead?” Everyone at the funeral stared at me with blame. Finally, I was thrown out of the funeral, lost and devastated. Three years later, with the help of a witch, I returned to the past through her spell. This time, I have made a decision. No matter what, I will never be Noah’s Luna again.