Clary Jace Novels & Stories

“Isabelle, don’t ever be like her. She-wolves like that don’t end well, got it?” Isabelle obediently leaned into James, looking up at him. “Alpha, I’ve been very good, right?” James lowered his gaze. Seeing the submissive, eager-to-please look in her eyes, he suddenly felt nothing but irritation. Just as he reached out, about to push Isabelle away, a voice rang out loudly. “Guess who I just saw!” “Who? Why are you yelling—” “Clary! Clary just walked past! With that high and mighty look of hers, I’d recognize her even if she turned to ashes!”

the chairman asked. " just do it dad!" "okay fine I have" Clint check the side mirror again as saw four men coming out of the car and waking down to his direction, " dad, the chairman and his wife are the one that killed all the prefect members after the graduation. They do this because that aren't human and the recent killing of a young lady dumped along the side of the road was done by his wife. His wife is a vampire and he is gods, but they came to the human world to cause a lot of problems" Clint said and check the side mirror one last time, they have gotten closer.

He gave out a stench of contradiction to Clancy that made him realize he was a werewolf from the Chinese dynasty. "Amelia, honoured to be on this hunt." She addressed, never tilting her head. Clancy wasn't bothered by that but by her mana stench, she's a witch. A beautiful witch to be precise with flashy sack long hair that fell over her shoulder and spine, her cold blooded blue eyes were looking straight into his which made Clancy scoff wickedly. "This is the team?" He asked the councils "What are we, avengers or the justice league?" He added slightly laughing.

As Sara climbed out, Lisa smiled like she had just won the lottery. Shaking my head, I turned back to the front, but not before catching the look on Taelin’s face as Lisa climbed behind me. The jealousy that shined in Taelin’s beautiful green eyes was as clear as day. When Lisa’s hand touched my shoulder as she climbed in, I noticed the way Taelin’s hands gripped the steering wheel tighter.

Jaida Carlson, a 17-year old girl, realizes from a chance encounter with a young guy named Arius that things are certainly not fairly what they seem. Arius is anything but normal, right down to his retractable claws, black wings, and penetrating red eyes. In interchange of her life, they form an improbable closeness as she tries to help him intermingle into the human world when Jaida finds him lifeless on her school's roof.

He begged her. “No, no, no. I’m done, Ace.” She breathed out a sigh. “So you better get the trash that you’re calling your mate out of my house before I cause a damn scene.” Her eyes were cold and hard. “I’m leaving,” Clary said as she tried to hold back tears. She walked towards the door but JJ won’t let her past him. “Get out of my way.” “No,” He replied. “Get out of my way!” Her voice broke and the tears she was holding fell from her eyes.

I asked Jace, trying to hide my embarrassment, and he led me to the black car, firmly holding my hand. "I know him because I keep watch on Clara just like she hired someone to monitor all my movements. But it's all in the past now," Jace said, unlocking the car door for me to enter. I was speechless as I hadn't thought that my sister would be monitoring Jace so much. Once Jace got into the driver's seat of his black Rolls Royce Phantom, I asked him, "Why would Clara hire someone to monitor you?" Jace fastened his seatbelt, and peered at me seated on the next front chair beside him, "That's because Clara wanted to know if I had another woman aside from you, but I didn't. So, she is secretly d

Clary turned and stalked over to Jace, whose eyes were darting around the room, trying to look anywhere but at the enraged Alpha. "Please give my regards to the Queen, Jace," Clary said, waving her arm and creating a portal for the knight. "I think it is best if you leave, I won't be able to stop him again if you say something in haste which you might later regret" she said, watching as the Knight schooled the grateful expression on his face, pulling a haughty mask across his features as he rose from his seat and pulled his companion through the portal without so much as a backwards glance for any of them.

Across from him stood Clara, her once-kind face now a mask of cold calculation. “I didn’t want it to come to this,” she said, her voice eerily calm. Jace spat blood onto the floor. “Then let me go. Or better yet, kill me and be done with it.” “You always had a mouth on you,” she muttered. “But the Morenos want you alive. They want your mind. You’re the last thread in Alejandro’s empire they haven’t snipped.” “Then they’ve already lost,” Jace hissed. “Because I’ll burn before I ever give them what they want.”