Who Killed Grace Novels & Stories

“Stop. Both of you.” “Move, Jade,” Grace said. “This isn’t your war anymore.” “I made it mine the day I pulled the trigger on you.” “You didn’t kill me,” Grace replied. “You just broke my heart.” The Secret Zara Never Wanted Revealed Zara smiled coldly. “Well, since we’re doing confessions, perhaps it’s time she learns the truth.” Jade blinked. “What truth?” Zara stepped closer to her. “Who sent the strike team to eliminate you in Tangier. The one Grace never came to stop.”

"She died in a car accident on the M25, I read the articles, I saw the police reports." "That's what everyone thinks but it wasn't an accident." My father's grip on my hand tightened and his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made me want to look away. "I need to confess, Adrian, I need to tell you before I die because if I don't then I'll take it with me and you'll never know the truth." "What truth?" My voice came out rougher than I meant it to. "I killed her." The words hung in the air between us. "Grace didn't die in an accident, I killed her.”

The underworld never slept, and tonight was no different. Grace sat at the long table while swirling the whiskey in her glass. The men around her spoke in hushed tones, but she caught every word. She had been raised in rooms like this. This was her world. But tonight, she knew something was different. "Have you heard?" a man to her left spoke in intrigue. "Adrian Blackwood is dead. Assassinated in Raeburn Asylum." A ripple of murmurs spread across the table. Some smirked, others leaned in wanting to join in the talk. Grace didn't react. She simply lifted her glass to her lips, taking a slow sip, pretending her heart hadn't just clenched at the mention of her cousin's name.

Kingsley carefully carried a bowl of hot soup, its aroma filling the room, but at the moment, I didn't have any appetite. "Kingsley, I..." I pursed my lips, unsure of how to explain the current situation to Kingsley because even I myself felt that what I had just thought was too ridiculous. At that moment, Jeremy hurriedly walked in. He went straight towards Kingsley, bent down, and whispered a few words in his ear. Kingsley's face instantly sank. "What do you mean ... Grace is missing?" I froze. After Grace's plot with Robert and Alex was exposed, Kingsley killed Robert and Alex in a fit of fury, while Grace was imprisoned by Kingsley.

"You know there's no need to lie right? We will still figure it all out later." "I know," Grace said in surrender then buried her face in her hands, using her fingers to massage the throbbing pain she felt in her forehead. She wasn't lying. She only remembered going to the pool with Raymond- a very poor choice, she realized as she thought of it- and then she remembered getting dizzy and falling asleep. There was know no way she would have killed him if she was awake, but right there her memory was telling her something different. She pushed him into the pool and watched him drown. She killed him.

When I got to the end, my eyes widened slightly. “Rhea knows about this already?” I raised my eyes to meet Nathan's. “Yeah. Madam already found out about it when she talked to Ginny's nanny before the accident. Madam promised to get in touch with Grace but she couldn't due to the accident.” “Where is she now? Grace?” “Dead.” Nathan said flatly, “Her sickness took over and since she had no money for treatment, she died. It also seems like something sped it up but since I already got the information I wanted, I didn't bother to check why she died so early.” Nathan explained.

How could she kill Grace after only meeting her today? "I didn't kill her!" Yuriel looked at Aleandro with wide eyes. After being accused of aborting the baby, she was now accused of murdering Grace? "Are you still in denial? Your fingerprints were found on the coffee cup, and all surveillance footage revealed that you were the last person Grace saw before she died!" Aleandro was enraged. It was unfortunate that the surveillance cameras did not record Yuriel's conversation with Grace in the private room. Yuriel was stunned and speechless. She just stared at Aleandro in disbelief.

" My heart hammered in my chest as Grace turned and sauntered towards the exit, her laughter echoing in my head. I looked down at the blood pooled around Emilio and me, a chilling reminder of the violence that had unfolded. Anger surged within me, propelling me forward with a fierce determination. Without a second thought, I bolted up and sprinted towards Grace, my movements fueled by adrenaline. With a forceful shove, I sent her tumbling down the stairs, her body crashing against the hard floor. Her head split open, and she lay there, motionless. I stood there, frozen in shock, staring at what I had done. Grace's lifeless body lay at the bottom of the stairs, her eyes open but unseeing. I f

Stella whines. “Why in the hell would you…” Grace looks over Stella, “...mere days before her trial.” “Whose trial?” Stella asks, interest piqued. “Charlie’s.” Grace and I say at the same time, but I continue, “to punish those that killed her. Every last one of them.” “Who would that be? I thought Henry was dead.” “He is, but his donor and another are still very much alive.” Grace replies. “Another?” “You’ll find out, but until then. Leave. Now.” Grace’s words are clipped. She’s pissed and she has every right to be.

Everyone walks their own path. =After witnessing all this, Grace turned around and left the mental hospital. The moment Jackson watched her walk out, he opened the car door very considerately. The two sat in the car and Jackson drove away. Grace looked forward and said calmly: "Sophia is dead." Jackson was not surprised that Sophia died, because Sophia was guilty of many crimes and would die sooner or later. "Jackson, thank you for staying with me during this time. But, I still have one last thing to do."