Pembunuh Grace Novels & Stories

"Mom, I'm sorry. It didn't went as I planned it. He committed suicide. I failed you. You would have wanted him to face the judgement for what he did. But I'm sure he will be forever remembered as the murderer he was" Grace said standing on her mother's grave. She haf come to give the account of her last mission as always. She was not very satisfied with the way her last meeting with Mr. Slade went.

The whole truth is I'm not even interested in knowing them. "So why here are only few students where are the others?" I asked changing the topic. "Nothing much someone has a bad luck today" Stacey replied. I got confused. "Who and how?" I again asked getting curious. "A newbie crashed into Grace Anderson when she was taking her food to her table and ruined her uniform." Who is Grace?

"Don't! If you kill me, the Groendez family will lose their power!" Without further ado, Grace swung her sword sideways while saying, "Sorry. It's for the best." The Magical Stone's head rolled to the ground while his body remained in a kneeling position before falling forward. Grace turned her face away, breathing heavily. Her hands and knees trembled, not from exhaustion and loss of blood but because she had just beheaded someone. Taking a deep breath, Grace shook her head. "Strengthen yourself, Grace." Then she approached Magical Stone's head and looked at his face. His eyes still stared wide, and blood still trickled from the base of his head. Holding her breath, Grace nudged the head wi

Grace states, satisfied. “I am so glad to hear you are doing better,” Peggy Sue exclaims. “Our audience is dying to know what happened during the attack were you supposedly died? How did you survived it?” “I rather not go into details, I am still processing that event. All I can tell you is that Leopold Mortensen planned everything and when I survived he payed the Eels to kidnap me,” Grace replies with such a confidence is hard to tell that she is lying. “And the body that was retrieved from that place? Who was she?” Peggy Sue inquires.

"You know there's no need to lie right? We will still figure it all out later." "I know," Grace said in surrender then buried her face in her hands, using her fingers to massage the throbbing pain she felt in her forehead. She wasn't lying. She only remembered going to the pool with Raymond- a very poor choice, she realized as she thought of it- and then she remembered getting dizzy and falling asleep. There was know no way she would have killed him if she was awake, but right there her memory was telling her something different. She pushed him into the pool and watched him drown. She killed him.

she explained. "Why Grace? What has she done to deserve her ill-fate?" Emera said, trying hard to control his tears. "I gave you everything Rumi, I picked you up and cleaned you and all you could do is to repay my kindness for evil? Why?" "Like I said before, isn't it obvious. I killed your wife when she found out my secret. I killed her to clear my path so that I can have another chance to kill your daughter, but just like you, somehow she survived."

Take her out of here and protect her the way you protected me and mum, from 'him'. Grace, I hope you don't hate me. Please don't hate me I didn't mean to. I swear I didn't know mama was tied behind that dummy . 'He' set me up. He put her behind the dummy so that I'd kill her. I swear Grace, I didn't do it knowingly. But I still killed mama. I'm a murderer and because I took her life I must die. I hope you forgive me. Please, don't hate me Grace. I'm sorry Harvey.

Grace said. “Three!...” “Two!...” “One!...” Grace frowned when Ana continued to stay silent. “Then goodbye forever, Anastasia Robinson. I'll finally be free from you once and for all!” She cocked the gun and was about to pull the trigger. “Wait! Don't hurt her!” Adam appeared and quickly rushed to stand in front of Ana. “Jack?! My love!” Grace has a surprised look on her face along with her eyes twinkling.

Vera suddenly asked, catching Grace off guard. “Ah," Grace flinched at the question. "No," she responded with a sad smile, "but I did do something worse, though,” she added. Taken aback, Vera asked in shock, “What?” Grace took a deep breath, her eyes meeting Mrs. Vera’s. She thought to herself, 'Maybe it's time she knew about my past.' Settling into her chair, Grace began to recount her story, holding nothing back. She spoke of the accident that shattered her life, her father's tragic death, her own trauma, and her mother's prolonged coma. She explained how her mother had only recently woken up, which was why she had disappeared for months.

Jace spoke up as they all watched him like they were hoping he would keep their little secret. "Catherine is crying, my father looks like he is about to break down and you all keep looking at yourself like you were scared of spilling some big secret and I am supposed to wait till you are ready to talk?" I spat angrily. "Someone should talk to me" I demanded. "Grace is dead, Paige, she didn't make it out of the warehouse. I had gotten to the scene right after she did but I had to help Carlos out, I never imagined she wouldn't be walking out of there" Dad spoke up and my heart dropped as the room went dead silent everyone throwing silent daggers at Dad with their eyes.