Cregan X Jace Novels & Stories

"You have been saying that a lot. I have had enough already. You let her touch and mark you, do you know the amount of pain that stupid act caused me? You have no idea what I lost, Jace. I don't care about this anymore. I think it's time I accept your rejection. That way, everyone will be free to move on with their lives" "Ana, no" Jace screams and in seconds, he is kneeling in front of me. My mate possessively wraps his hands around my waist and buries his face in my tummy. "Please, don't. I have suffered enough already. My life has been a mess and I swear, I will die if you say those horrible words. Please don't" he begs between sobs and I feel my own eyes getting wet. My heart painfully s

Without another word, I went inside to fetch the phone from the counter, and Jace limped after me. Ever since the incident, he suffered a minor stroke due to shock, and it made him walk a little funny, with a visible limp. "What is Callan? this better be good" "We found his boss, the man with the scorpion tattoo," Hearing those words sent anger through my veins, and without another word, I ended called, slamming the phone onto the counter, "Jace gets packing we are going to France," he nodded and strolled off. I am going to find Stevie, I have to... and get revenge for my husband's death, I will hunt her to the end of the world if I have to, she has it coming and I am not stopping, there is

Camille stands near the center platform, composed as ever, hands clasped behind his back like this is a negotiation instead of a slaughterhouse. Their eyes lock. Something in Jace snaps. I’ve known him as level-headed. Calculated. Controlled even when the world burned. Not now. He shifts mid-stride, bones cracking, fur ripping through skin in a violent surge of power I’ve never seen from him before. His lycan explodes outward in a blur of claws and teeth as he launches himself across the room. He tackles Camille straight off the platform. They crash into the stone floor in a tangle of fury.

“If you consider the fact that I would be trading my pack in a fight at midnight as well, then yes, Jace, it went splendidly.” Jace? Aidan introduced us before my confusion could multiply. “Tara, this is my beta, Jace. Jace, Tara,” Jace flashed me a dimpled smile as he stretched his hand for a handshake. “Hello, ma’am. I’ve heard a lot about you.” He didn’t look like he was younger than me to be calling me ma'am, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. “You have?” Aidan cut Jace off before he could speak. “She needs the room, Jace. Take your yapping somewhere more useful, like getting me intel on how Collin is planning to rig the challenge tonight, okay?”

“Think you can walk?” Sage grinned, spitting out some blood. “Maybe. But a dramatic carry would be appreciated.” Xavier rolled his eyes. “You’re an idiot.” I swallowed hard, glancing in the direction Jace had gone. Everything was a mess.

And when he’d inquired, Cedric had moved around the subject until he’d given up. The alpha gestured once, tolerating the statement of regret. “I’m Keegan. Alpha of the McRae pack here.” He gestured to the pale-skinned fair on his right. “This is Jace, my second-in-command.” Jace crossed his arms over his solid chest and gave Marc an presumptuous gaze, his blue eyes limited with doubt. His cocky state of mind reminded Marc of Lucian, and he battled not to growl back at him. He didn’t like this one. Not one bit.

Greg Kowe said in a calm voice as he stood up from where he sat down. “Almost close? Jace is a f*cking hybrid, he's much or less an original and if he unites with Snow Darcy, then we cannot defeat them because they'll be way more powerful.” I snarled as I paused for a while. I stared at Greg who seemed undisturbed by everything. “Think! Think! Think!” I yelled at the top of my voice as I punched the table, leaving a crack on the table. They both trembled as I punched the desk.

"I, Amara Grace Mikaelson..." I swallowed hard, but the moment a smile tugged at Jace’s mouth, my own lips followed and curled into a grin. “Alpha Female, born from the Blood Moon Pack, takes back my rejection from you, Alpha Jackson Galhart….” Jace’s eyes watered, and so did mine.

I would also be willing to invest some funds into the project anything for Lyra and Vega. *********CHRISTMAS********* LYRA* I can't believe Christmas has arrived already. Vega had me shopping all week. Jace had been running around like a chicken with its head cut off, getting the house ready for our family Christmas party. I have no idea what's wrong with the man; Jace is usually level-headed. We decided to have everyone here since it's our first Christmas in our new home. All of the Cunninghams would be here, including our mom and dad.

Lyra took a sip, the plastic crinkling under her fingers. Across the room, Aiden stood with Rylan and Jace in a loose triangle. His shoulders were tight, jaw locked; his wolf sat so close to the surface Lyra could feel its agitation from ten feet away. Jace spoke low and fast, hands moving as if sketching outcomes in the air. Rylan said almost nothing, just watched, a solid anchor.