Clary Jace Novels & Stories

"What were you doing then? Tell me, how did you find out about that impostor?" Alaric mirrored my deep sigh. Then, he leaned his head back. "Actually, Winter knows me as Eric Kester. I--" "What!" I exclaimed, looking at him with wide eyes. "Who exactly are you? Gary Blake? Alaric Williamson? Or Eric Kester?" Murdering me with his eyes, he said in a baritone voice, "Want to hear the story or not?" Quit playing, Becky! I told myself, pulling an apologetic smile.

I saw him coming downstairs, while he was descending the stairs I was so happy because I could see a hint of sadness and disappointment in his eyes. My heart raced with joy. This was exactly what I hoped for and it seemed to have worked. What I wanted was finally working out. Scarlet won't know what hit her. Jace had always been the loner guy who didn't need anyone to rely on. He was always independent. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, I approached him with a smile. I held his hands. I bet he has a tragic past but he's never open so I definitely do not know.

the so called Jenny laughed and dropped the lipstick in her hand bag. “How did you find out?” The figure who just walked in , whose name is clary asked and sat close to Jenny. “Ttch” Jenny clicked her tongue. “Seems you are forgetting who I am clary. I am Jenny Walker aka JW. I find out everything I wish to know” he said and clary chuckled “So what are you planning now?” Clary asked. “I’m going back to Alfred “ jenny said and clary scoffed “In your dreams. He’ll Never accept you back not after everything you did to him” clary said and jenny rolled her eyes at her.

The smokey scent of oak and barley drifted to my nose. Jace. "STOP!" Pushing myself through the circle, my eyes landed eyes on Jace as another blood cuddling scream escapes his throat. Something's wrong. Dreadfully wrong. His muscles and body bulged and distorted, spikes of hair appearing and reapering arithmetically, nails turning into sharp claws that dug into his own flesh as he held himself on the ground. He's changing again.

The next morning, Jacob wasted no time to begin his journey back to the human world but before doing so, he did what Mike had told him. He met with Thalia and told her his plans which she pretty much understood as Jacob left. Meanwhile back at the Finth’s Mansion, the voices in Kliara's head were getting too much for her, she hardly goes outside the mansion because when she does, she hears the thoughts of people around her as she hasn't yet figured out completely how to control it. What was worse was that because of the memories and knowledge she has now, she finds it difficult to sleep and each time she does find a way to sleep, some of the horrific memories give her nightmares.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

says Jaques and continues to asks "when do you want to leave?" Maurizio takes a deep breath and with a sad face says "I want to go before Penny's prayer that mom holds every year but I have to attend it. So, maybe after that" "every year it's extremely sad and ultimately awkward to attend the prayer" says Jaques. "I wish it was not" says Maurizio thinking of how Daisy panics seeing Falvio. And all the lengths Falvio goes through to be part of the gathering. ................... Falvio stood in front of the mirror and looks into his eyes. He had the most beautiful green eyes a human can have. To add to those eyes, his intense glare and captivating flirt he was blessed, just made him irresistib

Clara pulled out a knife and that's when I knew that three of them have completely lost it or they're Xavier and my friends are probably still back at home. "Time for the blood offering." Jace pulled his hoodie over his head. Oh dear! Help me somebody! When Clara brought the knife close to my wrist, I screamed as loud as I can with my eyes voluntarily shut.

(The humor). Clarisse: Clarisse, AKA Clare, is Sylar's first fledgling. She is a fan of Milo's works and believed he had found vampires, thinking he couldn't have died and there wasn't any evidence pointing to his murder. She didn't freak out at the existence of vampires and was a strange human. Her eyes used to be blue with purple specks, attracting Sylar to her to turn her, but after she turned and was fed, her eyes became a pure purple. She can drink blood but it doesn't satisfy her as much as feeding off the souls or spirits of other people. After being found out to be a soul sucker, Sylar instructed her to feed from Calix only because of the plethora of souls he has collected and it wou

“Really?” April nodded, her smile widening. “Really. What’s your name?” “Lily,” the little girl replied with a grin, her earlier worry forgotten. “Lily Darkclaw.” April’s heart skipped a beat. Darkclaw. Her mind immediately raced with possibilities. Was this Lucifer's daughter? Did he have a child with Isabella ? or is she Jessica and Mikhail's daughter? She couldn’t help the curiosity bubbling inside her. But then she noticed a familiar figure approaching—Jessica. The girl’s mother.