Clary Jace Novels & Stories

“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.

Alia's mother asks in between sobs. "He's behind all of this! The Lycan King is his father!" Josh let out another deep growl. "I guess you're done deceiving my sister and everyone else, now that you're letting your true self show." He continues to glare at me as he sniffs, picking up on my scent.

Harlan caught me looking, causing the smirk on his face to widen, then he let out a dry scoff, shoved his empty hands back into his pockets, and leaned in slightly. “Don't wait up for her,” he whispered as Yasmine walked away with him, laughing at some dumb joke, leaving me standing alone in the middle of the hallway. I felt small and stupid, clutching my backpack straps as the realization sank in that I was completely on the outside. That strange, bitter jealousy banged the back of my head all the way home. It wasn’t even that I wanted to go to Harlan’s stupid bonfire—I hated him. But seeing him hand Yasmine that card while looking at me like I was a piece of trash? It stung, making me feel

Laura’s father looked like he was about to have a heart attack, then my father continued, “There will be no Acting Alpha appointment.” The crowd exploded into conversation and Laura looked genuinely dizzy, then she turned towards her father Adams who couldn’t even look at her because they both knew their plans had just failed. I took a slow breath then stepped forward. The hall gradually quieted as every eye landed on me. I collected the microphone from one of the organizers then turned towards the crowd. “My name is Seraphina Montclair Voss.” “As of today, I officially reclaim my position as heir to Crestwood Pack.” A thunderous applause echoed through the hall, I waited for it to settle th

My Luna. But now, standing here, faced with the reality that Claire was not just an ordinary agent but the head of the very agency that had become my second family, a profound sense of duty washed over me. The shock gradually transformed into a fierce determination, a willpower to rescue her from Zack’s clutches, the cunning mastermind who sought to manipulate and control her for his own sinister purposes.

The wind blew through the open window, "Sending a chill down my spine. And for the first time, Lysandra felt something deep within her stir—a primal force she couldn’t ignore. A force that was now awakening. A sudden knock at the door broke the silence, and Lysandra’s heart leaped into her throat. She wasn’t alone. The door opened, and standing in the doorway was a shadow—a figure she had never seen before. But his eyes... his eyes were unmistakable. The same wolf-like gaze she had seen in her photographs. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at the stranger, the moonlight casting his silhouette in a haunting glow. “Lysandra Cole,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. “It’s time you

Men! “I'm guessing she's the one that has been throwing him through windows," I said and gestured towards the woman in Lucien's arms. " Yes, that is Latoya. Known to most as a witch or mage but what she truly is, is a hybrid. Lycan and succubus, ergo the club. Lucien truly scored if she accepted him back. Everyone knows not to mess with Latoya, and Lucien can be a demon with the right motivation,” Iris said to me and I nodded my head.

he cut me off sharply, his tone sending a shiver down my spine. “I… I don’t know anything.” “Then explain this!” He released my wrist harshly, stepping back with blazing eyes. “Explain. What is all this?” “His wristwatch, sir.” Another voice piped up. My heart nearly stopped as I stared at the Alpha’s wristwatch soaked in blood. “What did you do to him?” Beta Alaric roared. My breath hitched and tears blurred my vision. “I… I didn’t do anything! I don’t know! I just… I came here to get some herbs and…”

“You know, your secret is safe with me.” “I have no secret, Gracie.” I said, in a soft voice. “So like I said earlier, I don't know what you're talking about.” “Oh, please! Just drop the act Clary!” she rolled her eyes at the words. “You know exactly what I'm talking about.” “You are accusing me right now.” I said, using a measured tone. “Are you sure you can defend yourself if I decide to take this to the authorities?” “All you have to do is to tell me the truth Clary.” she said, looking me straight in the eyes. “You are a werewolf aren't, you?”