The Disgraced Novels & Stories

“Then leave Moonfall. Tonight, if possible. We won't have our bloodlines tainted further.” Dimitri stepped forward. “You are not fit to stand beside them. You never were, and you know this. So don’t waste any time and do the needful. Reject them and get out,” The words hit like a slap, stealing my breath. Tainted? My past, the orphanage, the divorce from Zane, the scandals that had branded me 'disgraced', it all surged back, a flood of old insecurities. But I pushed it down, my resolve hardening.

He loved going mute when I was offended, and now he needed a taste of his own medicine. “I did what I had to do,” “Do you call disgracing and abusing my name what you had to do?” He asked in unbelief. “Disgrace? You're talking about disgrace? How dare you! I'm not the one fornicating publicly with a young girl! You took advantage of her naivety, and you're still doing it! You left your wife for another! You disrespected our marital bed! You can't keep your marriage in one piece! You publicly longed for another man's woman last night. You couldn't hide your shame, but I'm the disgrace? If you want to find who's disgracing, and tarnishing our name, look in a fucking mirror!”

Not one. His phone lay on the floor. Dead. Like his reputation. Like his future. He sat up with a grunt, swaying as the room spun. A news alert flickered on the silent TV across the room: “Fall From Grace: Dorsey Fundraiser Ends in Scandal.” He blinked. Then stared. His name was trending—for all the wrong reasons. His world was cracking, and no one was coming to save him. Not even Mama Dorsey. Not this time. He stumbled into the Dorsey Auto lobby, sunglasses hiding the wreckage of his bloodshot eyes, his button-up wrinkled, reeking of last night’s liquor and desperation. The receptionist—a temp who wouldn’t even look him in the eye—flinched when he barked:

and "Hunter's House of Cards Crumbles as Investors Pull the Plug." As the night progressed, news outlets continued to churn out headlines that painted a grim picture for GRACE. The city's evening newspaper, "Metropolitan Times," featured a bold headline: "GRACE Scandal Unveiled: Trust Shattered, Stocks Plummet." The article delved into the allegations of impropriety and betrayal that had tarnished Hunter's once-unassailable reputation.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. "I liked the bracelet because I loved you. I'd naturally keep what you gave me properly," I said. "Now that I no longer love you, the sight of your gift disgusts me." My cruel words brought a dejected look to his face. This was the first time I'd seen him look like that. I'd shed countless tears for him—the first time someone had taken revenge on him after a successful case, when he bought our house after becoming the Chief Legal Officer of the Werewolf Council on his own merit, the countless times he'd abandoned me for Erna…

my mother continues, each word dripping with venom, “that the entire city is talking about how my daughter, who turned down her son for ‘freedom,’ is now shamelessly parading around with Leonidas Thorne. That you’re curating a show for him. That you’ve been hiding him. Patricia saw you together at some little bistro. She recognized him from charity galas.” The world tilts. I grip the edge of my desk. “Is it true?” she demands, the control cracking. “Are you 1that much of a hypocrite, Eleanor? You throw away a good, honest man for ‘something else,’ and that ‘something else’ is a billionaire’s son playing dress-up? Do you have any idea how this makes us look? Like gold-diggers! Like fools! You

she whispered, voice raw. Lena sat across from her, eyes wet. “We’re so sorry.” “Don’t be.” Grace tried to wipe her face but it didn’t help. “I lost him a long time ago. I just didn’t know about it until tonight.” She told us everything, hands shaking around the mug of tea Eleanor gave her. Every time she mentioned the way he looked at her when he disowned her, her voice would break again. “He kept me completely in the dark. He let me think he was just this successful guy building something good.” She let out a bitter laugh through the tears. “Meanwhile he was drowning in all this hate.”

Lily blamed them for not handing over power sooner and complained that she had lived a hard life. They, in turn, cursed her for being ungrateful and heartless. The picture of them turning on each other made me want to laugh. Fortunately, it all had nothing to do with me anymore. I peacefully recovered from my injuries. On the day I was discharged, I heard more news about the Jackson family. My dad suffered consecutive blows, and his body could no longer bear the strain. On the day Lily's fixed-term sentence was handed down, he suddenly had a heart attack at home.

A face full of arrogance with sharp eyes, as if giving endless insults to Grace who had just met the man.Grace felt strange when she found no resistance from the security forces when the man wanted to meet her. Some time ago, her mother had to fightgreat.She sat opposite Mr.Flip with a sharper gaze.The man who had made her fall with a great betrayal.That the main perpetrator was Mr. Flip, even though Grace admitted that her mistake was very big. Mr. Flip's laughter sounded pitiful to Grace's ears, but it was only mockery expressed indirectly.

, I awoke at the sound of loud banging on the door. I dragged myself to the door and opened it. “YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING! LOOK AT WHAT THESE IMBECILES HAVE DONE!!!” I looked at the newspaper Grace had shoved in front of me, and I burst out laughing. I honestly didn’t have the strength in me to fight what was in the article or just about anything or anyone right now! There were different shots of Grace at the Conference, including the one where she tried to hug Daniel King and him pulling away. The Headline read “Desperate Times calls for Desperate Measures” and the article spoke of Grace dragging my company down and it’s now facing financial crisis due to her lavish lifestyle and me throwin