Piper Mclean Jason Grace Novels & Stories

Grace remarked, her words landing like a fly swat against their merriment. "Well, we need someone who is not corrupt." Jason wiped his eyes. "That's what we need." Jason wondered, why did Grace insist on a God-fearing man? He had nothing against the suggestion itself, but the predictability of Grace's responses and their simplicity annoyed him even more than their daughter's interruptions.

Grace said as she shuffled up on the bench. “I would love to short stuff!“ Jason said sitting down next to Grace. “Sorry for been rude, James this is Jason. Jason is a cardio surgeon and James is..” Grace said not sure how to introduce him. “A very good friend of Kurt Blackwood and also a multimillionaire!” James said looking straight into Jason’s eyes giving him a silent warning. “Right should we go order?” Grace said after a few minutes of looking at the menu. “I need to pop to the loo, so I put our order in. Be back in a minute!”

Suddenly, we heard knocking at the door. “Come in, please,” I called thinking how I still couldn't use to the fact that it was my office. “I prepared everything, even checked the screen for the presentation,” Jason announced proudly. “Who is that sugar pie?” Grace chuckled to my ear looking him up and down. “This is Jason Donell, an intern who is helping at the presentation. Jason, this is Grace Lee, my co-writer in this project,” I introduced each other. “Great to meet you Ms. Lee,” he grinned at Grace and instantly turned my way, “Ms. Eder, would you like me do anything else? I'm pretty good at technical stuff, if you allow me, I might be helpful during the presentation…”

"Jason, come home. At least Meet Mom once. She needs you.' Grace said with teary eyes. She got the news of her father's death while she was going to start a new life. She was on her way to her honeymoon. Jason didn't come home after that night, it's been 10 days. Still, he was here in the hospital. " No Grace, I won't. I can't until I take my revenge on our Dad's life. And for that, I need Claire's statement. I want to ruin his image in front of everyone, that is what he is afraid of, I know. " He said with his bloodshot eyes. Grace gulped down seeing him like that. She never knew her brother was doing some illegal activities. Now she knows and she has just lost her father, her friend is fig

“Sorry I'm John Blackwell, and I'm the Beta to my Best Friend here Jaxson Thomas, and we are from the Red Crest Pack, and I think I just found my very beautiful mate. Am I right?” I try to hold my blush, but I don't think it's working very well because he has the cutest smile on display, and I think it's just for me. “I think you might be right John, pleased to meet you, and you too Alpha Jaxson.” I put my hand out in front of John and Jaxson to shake their hands but as Jaxson grabs my hand, he bends his head down ever so slightly and takes a deep breath. “Who are you here with tonight?”

Instead, I was left to employ methods that, though underhanded, were necessary to secure justice for Lady Jeanette's child. Grace repeatedly insisted that she was only seeking justice for Jeanette's unborn child, with no selfish motives whatsoever. On the surface, it aligned with her usual gentle and compassionate nature. Of course, Carissa understood that as long as there was no solid evidence to prove otherwise, Grace's explanation would hold up, even if everyone knew it was just an excuse. After all, while the rumors had driven a wedge between Sylvia and Kylie, they still had no clear connection to the attempt on Connor's life.

Sweat slid from his temple. "The sad part," I said, looking into his eyes, "is that she waited, and you never came. You took Vivian Miller, the town councilman's daughter, to New York instead. You used my grandmother's scholarship documents, her life story, and her name. You became a Columbia professor. Vivian became the brilliant artist who escaped coal country." I lifted my hand and pointed at the woman beside him. "The real Grace Walker was left in that town and shamed for the rest of her life. That woman is not Grace. Her name is Vivian Miller."

" Your sister ?" " Which other Grace would I know ?" he asked incredulously " Oh I'm sorry , I forgot that you are allergic to most humans" " Anyway I want to see Grace too " " You can see her later , right now all you need to see is me " " I'm sorry but I watch my horror movies at night " " Haha . Good one " " I know right ?" Seraphina asked as she burst into laughter " I'll see you in thirty minutes " Jason infoe\rmed her before hanging up

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

I want to report that this man here, Joshua, is a spy for Healaland! Everyone backed away without even thinking.