Who Killed Grace Novels & Stories

Grace looked back, holding her steps towards the room where her husband was being held hostage. In silence, Grace watched the wide-eyed stare at her with her body tense and breathless. Mr. Emeron had met death at the hands of his daughter on Sunday afternoon. The gray atmosphere became the color of the sky outside the multi-storey building. Delivering the male spirit to immortality. Grace smiled nervously, apologizing for the crime she had just committed. "I'm sorry, Father. I don't love you." She said softly, running as fast as possible to meet Mr.Charmond.

, I got out of my car and banged on his car window until he got out "Its so difficult to reach you, do you have any idea how many times I tried calling you?" He complained "Why are you here?" I asked "We need to talk" he began "About?" "Well, Grace, what happened to her. One moment I was supposed to act as her boyfriend and the next she is Dead, am I insane or did you do something to her?" I didnt like his line of thoughts. I wasn't a killer, almost all the people I have killed my entire life had a reason to die. Grace was going to expose and ruin me, Bernard was going to sell me out and now Mathews, he was too young for such kind of a fate, besides, he was Sally's friend, not that it made a

She fell from her chair, her body convulsing on the floor. I stood there, watching her writhe, feeling no pity, no remorse. This was the woman who had tried to take everything from me. And now, she was paying the price. When I returned to the pack, I found Rhys waiting for me in the great hall. His expression was tense, but his anger had cooled. "How did it go?" he asked, his voice steady. I met his gaze, my own emotions carefully masked. "Grace is dead," I said simply. "She had a heart attack when I told her you were going to kill Sofia."

Although deep down I knew that where this conversation is heading to but I acted as if I have no clue about whatever he has to say next. "I met Grace when I was only eight years old. She was this little princess who was never loved and pampered. Her father was alcoholic and her mother was prostitute. They never loved her but she was okay with that. You know, her mother wanted to drag Grace into prostitution but somehow she managed to escape. You think that you know everybody, right? No, you don't. There are some stories which are always left unsaid. Grace never got love of her parents, it was only me, Blake and Riley who look after her. Just like a normal girl, she had dreams but then she wa

"Sit. As long as Nurato is still alive, you are not safe. You are living here in isolation like a hermit. Zack alone cannot protect you, and no amount of training that you get from Zack can make you strong enough to take down a thousand men, or God knows how many people will come for your head. "I had shot Nurato in rage when he started smirking and taunting me after killing my sister. Dad reached a favorable agreement with him in exchange for my life, which is, he will be made the mafia lord in Shenza city. "But that crook had the nerve to jubilate, claiming he had my sister, killed her, and still got all he wanted at a go. "He killed my twin sister that was barely twenty-one just for a mes

Zac loosened his grip, and his phone fell onto the floor. After a while, he came back to his senses. He picked up the phone and yelled, “Who died? Who got into a car accident? The security guard said he’d seen Manny, and you’re telling me he’s dead now? Did the security guard see a ghost? “Did Sloan ask you to say that?” After that, he stared angrily at me. But it was as if I could not feel his anger. I was just staring at Manny’s ashes in shock.

Her eyes were slightly red. "Thomas, why are you divorcing me? I won't agree to it. This whole thing is already clear. It was all Mike's fault—he's the one who killed my mother." She suddenly let go of Mike's hand and shoved him to the ground. "It was you, wasn't it? You already knew the one who died was my mother, didn't you? That's why you kept stopping me from checking the records. And you even told me to cover her face during the surgery! She sacrificed everything to raise me. I finally had a chance to repay her… but you ruined everything!"

I had instructed Grace to give the dog the salad I was meant to it, and it had died shortly after eating it. My hand dropped away from her shoulders and I backed away from her. My hands went up to my head. The headache that had dissipated earlier on was back in full motion. This means someone wanted to . . . "Your ladyship!" The policeman cut into my wild thoughts. "She wanted to poison you." In a daze, I turned around then to address him, but as I made to speak --- to say something, I heard the cock of the gun and the blast. It was over for Grace.

She had just received some… interesting news. Grace Silverton had been killed. The order had come from Alex’s men. The problem? Alex was dead. Which meant someone else had pulled the trigger. Her eyes darkened. She hated loose ends. And she hated people making moves behind her back even more. She picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Find out who authorized Grace Silverton's execution,” she ordered coldly. “And when you do…” She smirked, tapping the blade against the table. “Make sure they regret it.” she said

Grace held her head and suddenly shouted, "No, I am not wrong, I am doing everything for her good. I will give her everything, I will give her a rich life ... Am I wrong? Am I wrong?” Victoria looked at her while she talked to herself, and she continued, "Lemoine has already confessed, and you deliberately caused him to kill Valentine, because Valentine had evidence and evidence of you harming my father. So, you bribed Lemoine to kill Valentine, and I know Valentine is your high school classmate, but you actually killed him yourself." "He deserves to die ... He deserves to die; he dared to threaten me ... I, Grace, hate it when others threaten me the most. If he didn't threaten me that day,