Novel & Cerita Story Of Natalia Grace

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

San Diego. My granny remarked, "Meet their gorgeous son, grandchild. He is really handsome. You two fit well." I had to stop getting my food after noticing a pair of dark eyes. Simply put, it's impossible to look away from Zamiel. He is an exact replica of the goddess. Mrs. San Diego asked, making me swallow my spit more forcefully, "Goodness! You are Nicole Ashanti, right? Your gown is so lovely and gorgeous. May I know who is the designer behind it?" How was I going to tell her the truth without doing any research? This is a bit challenging.

Wooohuuuu( and he pretended to cry again)" This men begin to insist that he was telling the truth. Looking that the right opportunity has come, he asked him to tell him the whole incident if he wants him to believe his story. That men agreed and this is how shera got successful in his attempt of knowing the whole truth. But, as they say truth is very painful, Shera also had to go through that pain. That men was telling everything in detail and Shera had to sit there listening to him. His blood was already boiling and after listening to the complete series of events.... all he could see was red. Every blow that Natalie (Fuoco) faced, every injury on her body, every tear that she shed.....he w

He chuckled. “Valeria was the leader, after all,” he said, and Grace looked up. She dropped her son and found her way to the cameras. She saw them, Egan and Dmitri, and her eyes widened. Valeria had outsmarted her; she outsmarted everyone. All this while, she thought she was wasting her life away clubbing. She should have known; sometimes she would go off radar, and she thought she was once again wasting her life away under a rock. But obviously, she was wrong. Grace picked up a gun, running off.

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.

Nicky grudgingly weighed the compliment and decided it was worth accepting. "I never said you could touch me!" She yapped and Elva quickly let go. She slowly sat down back. "Continue!" Elva smiled. "We're sorry for not telling you. We had no choice. Natalia's grandmother ordered us not to." Nicky partially looked at her. "I heard what happened. I'm sorry. How's Natalia doing?" Elva looked gloomy for a while. "She...she's healing slowly but I know she'll survive. She has to."

Natalie didn’t think she’ll come back to Bell city, especially since it held painful memories for her. That day five years ago when Camilla sent the package to Natalie’s parents, she also sent a video of Natalie having sex with a man whose face was covered. Natalie's mother fainted as soon as she watched the video and her father disowned her immediately, saying he would rather be childless than have a daughter like her. Natalie left Bell City and went to Sun City with Lily's help, hoping to start life afresh, but she received the greatest shock of her life when she found out she was pregnant with twins. She couldn’t believe one night of recklessness could cost her so much.

Natalia: I was drying my hair after getting dressed having taken a shower. I had to admit, it was something that I was happy about. Even the idea of doing something like this for myself in a place like this was the satisfaction that I felt. I knew that anyone in my shoes would have found it harder for them to cope. Maybe it was because I was born for hardships. Maybe it was because I knew who I was. I was not born, just had back. I was not born to just live in peace. I had to deal with things the way that they were. I had to accept the fact that though I was of high rank, I was one of the lowest of the bunch. Being a girl meant disgrace to my father. And I was forced to live with that.

The last thing I remembered was my stepmother handing me a cup of coffee and wishing me good morning with a broad smile on her face. I never knew that behind that smile was a plan. And that plan is exactly where I am now. Leila took a step closer and crouched, her face now inches from mine. “I won't lie, Grace,” she whispered mockingly. “You were something back then. The golden girl, the perfect one. Everyone wanted to be you. But look at you now.” Her eyes scanned me from head to toe like I was filth. “This is what happens to people who don’t know their place.”

he said and chuckled darkly. I turned back and stared at Natalia who I never knew was watching us. She gasped out in shock and fell unconscious on the cold floor.