Saving Grace Novels & Stories

Without saying a word, Grace rolled back the sleeve of her tactical jacket. On the inside of her wrist… A crescent-shaped birthmark. Identical to Daniel’s. Identical to Noah’s. Mercer closed his eyes. “Grace…” She looked at the old scientist. “You’ve gotten old.” “So have you.” “I didn’t expect you to survive.” “I didn’t either.” Elena looked between them. “You know each other?” Grace nodded. “He helped me escape.” Adrian’s expression hardened. “I should have known.” Grace turned toward him. “You should’ve killed me when you had the chance.”

I said, referring to my grandfather. Of course, he won't kill me, instead, he'll rant about how disappointed he is in me until my eardrums burst. My grandfather, Constancio Andrada, is the strictest grandfather a granddaughter could ever have, but I am grateful that she was able to raise me into the lady I am today. He had been my guardian since my parents died in an unfortunate accident just months after I was born. No matter how much despised him for taking control of my life, I knew that one day I would realize that he was doing this for my sake.

is you. For the umpteenth time, Grace wiped her tears. She tried to steady herself, determined not to be more emotional than necessary. Her goal was to comfort Evan, not to add to his distress. “Would you… help me get out of these shackles, Grace?” Without hesitation, Grace replied, “You don’t have to ask. I will definitely be here to help you.” [ABY]

Sophia, in the form of memories and the laughter of their daughter playing nearby, seemed to be a silent yet profound participant in the conversation. Larry's words, infused with a deep sense of gratitude, opened the door to the unspoken sacrifices that had shaped their lives. The sacrifices, like chapters in a novel, had woven a narrative of love, resilience, and shared commitment. As he spoke, his eyes held the gleam of someone who had discovered the richness of life through the lens of sacrifice.

I want to know what he’s capable of so that I have access to all the cards I need to escape him. “Come, let’s not keep them waiting and I would rather start our honeymoon as soon as possible.” His words chilled me to the core as I followed him into the rain of ceremonial rice and rose flowers thrown over us as a way of congratulations and good luck. I would certainly need it for what’s to come... In that moment, I thanked whatever being was looking out for me for the little vial that was safely tucked in my generous cleavage area and for giving me the latter. They now hold my salvation. ***

I ran to the nightstand like an excited little girl who's crush texted her for the first time and opened my messages. You've used 80% of your data I sighed disappointedly. All of a sudden I received another message, a smile finding itself on my face as I opened it up The Domino's 50% off pizza deal! Spend $30 or more and get 50% off! Just use code SAVEBIG2. I was so naive, why did I think he would text me anyway. I jumped on the bed into a lying position, frustratedly. I frowned when I heard screeching from below. I quickly jumped off and checked to see if Estella was okay. I totally forgot she was there. I looked underneath and found her giggling quietly.

Grace is the divine power that inspires virtue in humans and gives us the strength to endure difficult times. Grace Elizabeth Santos was born on June 29th at 3:17 pm. The first time Jade laid eyes on her, she believed her daughter was absolutely perfect in every sense. She never truly understood what love was until she laid her eyes on her daughter and cradled her tiny, pink body in her arms for the first time. It was the most magical moment she'd ever felt. Grace came out screaming, wide-eyed, and confused by the strange cold world, but the moment she heard the sound of her mother's voice, she froze and just blinked, listening for her.

"Grace, you're awake!" Braum's voice came through, holding Grace and looking at her with concern. Grace opened her eyes, her face full of confusion. "Braum? When did you get here? What happened to me?" Chad was taken aback. He approached Grace and said, "You were sick." "Sick?" Grace looked puzzled. "How do you know, and who are you?" Braum replied, "He's the miracle doctor I invited to treat you!"

I stepped back inside to understand what was going on, and before I could say a word, Camella's silhouette appeared, and I could swear that an angel had fallen at that minute. She was the perfect epitome of beauty, and I could swear I never knew a human could be as beautiful and gracious as that, at least not until I met Rita. I couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate her. Her features were delicate, her eyes pools of shimmering warmth that radiated kindness and understanding. Her hair cascaded in gentle waves around her face, framing features that seemed almost too perfect to be real. She had a crop top and bum short on, and her hairs were dangling loosely upon the apron.

Grace flinched but kept walking. Sebastian watched them walk away and spoke quietly to his friends, “There is one thing that they said today that was true. Grace is a devout Greek Orthodox Christian.” He looked at Celine and winked, then whispered, “My little genius.” Grace was seated at the witness stand. Even with her lovely makeup and clothes, she looked small and wan. The bailiff was a young man who obviously had a soft spot for Grace if all the big-eyed glances he cast her way could be counted as evidence. Grace was the perfect honey trap. Though she normally was not a timid woman, at that moment, she looked vulnerable, and her vulnerability enhanced her beauty.