The Final Grace

The Final Grace

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Suprize! I decided to make a third and truely final book to the Grace series. will be some mild language, maybe a sexual moment here and there. You never know with my books, It's like they write themselves. *sample* The cold metal shackles dig into my skin as sit on the hard marble floor, curled up against the corner of the wall. The ornate decorations around the massive room shimmering with bits of various crystals. An upside down cross made with onyx rests above the enormous double doors. Pillars sit around the room in an organized fashion. A loud and psychotic cackle fills the room, a shadowy figure making it way towards me. "You look bored pretty princess.. wanna play a game?" I shake my head no. "really, you just wanna sit here and do nothing? wow.. you really are a boring girl. Hm, suit yourself." He walks back out. When he walks out, through the open doors I see Saint Michael. "MICHEAL!!" i yell at him from the top of my lungs, he just ignores me as if I am not even here. "MICHEAL!!" I scream his name again this time putting all the force I can into it I can, his wing muscles flinch. He can't hear me but I can reach him through the sheer of my voice. "Help me.." the doors slam shut and I feel blocked off again. Broken, alone, hopeless. I sit there staring at the doors, tears on my face. "Somebody..?" My voice cracks as I am enveloped in the dark depths of hopelessness.…

The Fall of Grace

The Fall of Grace

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Hate. Hatred is all I have known my entire life, my name is Lucifer and I have finally met my soulmate, but brothers are brothers. mine is Satan, he found her, my Angel, and dropped her soul into the void. the void is a gap in everything, there is no light and your senses are at Satan's complete control, you can do nothing but hang there, drifting aimlessly in the black abyss while Satan uses your senses as his personal chew toy.she was dropped in there and Satan has shut and locked the door and swallowed the key. Once again i fight rage, hatred, and insanity itself as the hunt for Angels soul begins.…

The Grace of the Fallen

The Grace of the Fallen

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Cover by luciferstempestIf u like this book read the sequel ,the fall of grace"No.. Please Luce.. I-" tingles and electric pulses bombard me once again as the soft but demanding lips crashed to mine, oddly gentle hands hold my own above my head."You can't resist me for long.. so just give in to me. beautiful Angel."after brushing my ear with his words, his scrumptious lips attack the side of my upper neck not far from my ear, leaving me squirming to fight desire, not so secretly yearning for the one thing I can't have, Lucifer."Lucifer, I.. I-" he gently runs his teeth over my ear, my already thundering heart skips a beat, I stutter mid-sentence. "You what? Hate me?" He chuckles, his body holding mine to the wall, his thumb rubbing on my wrist as he smiles at me. "I.. im only human." This causes him to erupt with laughter. "Thats the most tempting thing you've said yet." With that he kisses me again, slow, deliberate, teasing. During the kiss he vanishes, leaving me alone in my room. I slide to the floor, stunned by realization. 'im falling for the devil..' the thought comes and vanishes, like my life as a human.(Don't be a ghost reader)…