This Vicious Grace Novels & Stories

“Very well. But understand this: what you learn here changes everything. Once you see the truth, there is no going back. Are you ready?” I straightened my spine, forcing courage into my limbs. “I am. I must be. For Victoria, for George, for myself.” A small nod. “Then listen carefully. Grace is not what she appears. She orchestrated your attack to test the prince’s strength, his loyalty, and to gauge how far the consequences will reach. She is clever, patient, and ruthless. Underestimating her will be your greatest mistake. She also knows that Prince George is the vampire.” The words burned into me. Grace, the smiling, charming twin, had been pulling strings, manipulating events behind the p

Grace paused and laughed out mockingly. Grace continued.. “Though I have no problem with that, this is because he is as senseless as you are and you both are a perfect freaking cheating match. You are not satisfied with Victor, and you decided to come for Alpha Nelson? Is that not one of the features of a slut?” Grace asked, her voice filled with authoritarian disdain. “You bitch!” Cindy said and was raising her hands on Grace, but Grace caught it on the air, squeezed her hands, and dropped it off.

, he said, stepping closer to her, their body almost touching. What seemed to be anger air was suddenly overtaken by tension as desire slowly grew. The fact that Victor was only wearing sweatpants was another temptation on its own "You know nothing called love, boy... I don't want any harm to befall her, that's why I dare not call", she said, her voice getting Lower and lower. "Fuck that Grace... You love it here; you craved Valentine, you craved sex, and you crave men; you don't want to admit it, but it's who you are... And even now, you are as horny as horny can be," Victor said. His hand immediately clasped Grace's leaking pussy, and she couldn't even find the slight energy in her to resi

Of course, there were still some things I needed to clarify with him but right now, he has given me hope. Hope that maybe I can get my pound of flesh. The Vales, we're evil people. Cruel, selfish, and greedy. And today, I will no longer be one of them, completely removed from their power. It is beautiful. And now, as I walk down the aisle, with fake smiles and vicious whispers thrown my way, I am not bothered. I know something that they don't know and the power that comes with it is glorious. Marcus and I exchange vows and as he leans down to his Lee, he whispers.

Every instinct I have sharpens instantly. "What is that?" Wesley asks quietly. I already know. A new scent cuts through blood and smoke. It is familiar, cold, and dangerous. Grace. The Frostveil retreat slows. Then stops. They are no longer retreating. Now they are waiting. A path opens through their ranks, and Grace walks through it like she owns the war itself. Her armor is as dark as midnight, her cloak snaps behind her, and her eyes are bright with something that is no longer entirely sane.

October slammed Grace against the wall, which caused it to crack and rain down on them. Grace tried to fight back, but October easily has the upper hand. Where she held Grace in the back of the neck, her nails sunk into her skin. "I am going to kill you, Grace, and just know that you deserve it." Black smoke seeped out of October's hand. It quickly covered the area they were in. Blinding its victim, and would have done the same to Victoria, but she was smart enough to crawl away. Fearing what her sister was about to do, she ran in a random direction to search for help.

I said and he scoffed once again but this time he didn't try to defend himself. Looking at the last one in the room I took a deep breath. "Viha" I whispered while looking at Alaric. "Also known as wrath, known to show any form of anger sometimes even during a calm conversation, emotions tend to be intense" I said leaning forward a little as his eyes flashed a deep red.

"Where exactly do your intentions lie? Speak plainly about Victoria and the future of the pack." The weight of her words pinned me. My mind scrambled for clarity amidst the chaos of my wolf’s behavior. That scent was pulling at me, making it difficult to focus. "Pups are sacred to pack law," I said carefully, unwilling to commit further, my focus torn. A sharp gasp drew my attention to the doorway. Grace stood there, her violet eyes wide, her face pale. Her hand gripped the doorframe for support, her other hand… held her abdomen. In a heartbeat, she turned and fled.

Who is Grace? "Who is grace?" I asked gaining her attention. "The girl with whom you sat since the morning" she said while rolling her eyes. "So what? It was just a mistake." I told her. "No that's a mistake for you not for Grace it's a sin for her to get in her way or to mess with her and there are consequences for that." she said nonchalantly. "What she usually do as consequences?" I asked hoping for a positive answer. "She torture the victims and bully them so next time they think twice to cross her way." she said crushing down my hopes. Is she that bad?

Grace, a pillar of strength despite her physical frailty, exuded a sense of resilience and determination in the face of adversity. "How dare you utter such disrespectful words about your own father?" Grace admonished, her voice resonating with a mix of authority and concern, as she made her way into the room with measured steps. Behind her, Susan, Giovanni's stepmother, followed silently, her presence serving as a testament to the unity and support within the family, even in the midst of turmoil.