Jace Carson Novels & Stories

The sparks rained down like dying stars, and in their flickering light, Coach Reeves smiled. It wasn't the gruff, impatient expression I'd seen across a hundred practices. It was the smile of a man who'd been waiting four hundred years for this moment and was savoring every second. Jace stumbled backward, his hand catching the edge of the rink boards. His eyes were flickering—blue, gold, blue, gold—the same war I'd seen at the warehouse. The same battle between the boy he wanted to be and the monster his blood demanded he become.

Maybe crocodile men aren’t as bad as their reputation? I finish eating my breakfast and head to my room. Jace follows obediently behind me like a large dog with his inhumanely large sword on his back. He is wearing all his leather clothes today and his regular black mask that covers half of his face, so I can’t ogle his good looks. And yes, he is hot. I honestly don’t give a flipping heck about Jace’s scars on the right side of his face and body. The tattoos and scars only make him sexier.

Jace drove in his hot cake car that everyone is always drooling at and parked it his usual at his favorite spot he noticed a white Land Range Over 2019 model parked next to him, the driver alighted and he got furious to see who the person was , "That damn Ron bastard! " he pulled his car door open in haste and matched angrily to where the guy was standing. " Hey !it a good thing I ran into you here" Jace yelled out as he approached him

Ann's heart always pounded when she saw this man's face. "Where's my purse?" asked Ann matter-of-factly. "Don't worry, and I'll give it back to you after lunch. Let's enjoy the food leisurely. I want to get to know you better,” said J. Carter. "Okay, okay, Mr. Carter," said Ann. "Jace. Call me Jace, Ann. Or you can also call me J," said Jace Carter, smiling. His smile was so confident and charming. "So, what happened last night? Can you explain what happened between us and why I woke up naked? Are we…” Ann asked, a little nervous and hesitant.

Jace whispered softly as he caressed her back. "I feel your pain," Jasmine said empathetically. "I still remember the year I lost my dad. I was five years old at the time, and Andrea was six. He got into an accident on his way to work, and I never thought it would be the last time I got to see him." "Wait, how old are you again?" Jace asked as they disengaged from the hug. "I'm currently 23; I will be 24 in a few months. Is there something wrong?''

“That’s cute.” He stepped closer. My heart started to pound. “You smell like sex,” he said. “And your professor hasn’t exactly been subtle lately.” “Who are you?” I asked. He gave a low laugh. “Name’s Jace. I’m the campus security intern. Not on duty tonight, technically, but I like to keep an eye on things. Especially when faculty members sneak students into locked administrative offices at night.” I felt my knees wobble. “Relax,” he said. “I’m not a cop. I’m not even supposed to be here.”

The little things that comforted me gave me strength and the motivation to keep going. Jace yawned in boredom. He didn't even try to hide it and chuckled quietly, mentally shaking my head. "I think I made a wrong decision coming out here. Everyone says the night sky is beautiful but I don't see anything beautiful about it. Just some moons, stars, and whatever," he vomited out, and I wanted to laugh. Seems he's hanging on his last thread of patience. Jace has always been the type to love stuff that made adrenaline pulse in his veins, stuff that was amusing to him, no matter how serious and dangerous it may be.

Jace said I rolled my eyes and walked out of the cafeteria following the junior student I wonder who that could be Following the junior student he led me to the parking lot of the school then pointed at a guy leaning on a sports car, he was backing us "He's the one who asked me to call you" the student told "Okay thanks" I thanked him then walked up to the guy and tapped his back gaining his attention "Hmm I was told you wanted to see me" I said politely He turned before smirking "Hi I'm Jasper knight, your parents must have told you about me" he said extending his hand for a handshake So he's the Jasper, he doesn't look bad he's quite tall,a little bit muscular, he's handsome and he has a f

I'll play it off, and let them think I'm over it with Jace's birthday preparation in full swing I can easily sneak into the library and seek out a book or two that has any information on this magical wolf that Nate seems to be so obsessed about. "Carly, I think it's about time you came out, dinner is ready." "I was already on my way out," I said reaching to the door to open it. Jace stood in front of the door in his towering glory as he swapped his dress shirt for a basketball jersey. He was looking like a candy I couldn't wait to have. The man could be dressed in a potato sack and would still be looking as hot as a runaway model. I stopped in my tracks for a brief second, taking him in, and

Jace POV I watched the beauty leave while still with a raging hard-on. I don't know why I decided not to fuck her. Although I gave her an answer but deep down I know it wasn't entirely because of that. After pondering for a while I shook my head and headed out of the room. I'm Jace Lorrid, currently twenty-six years and the owner of the Lorrid group of companies, and the owner of Passion.