Jace Hotd Novels & Stories

This guy… he’s like a legal high. He doesn’t put me down as we head for the lift bank, and the hovering security guard scurries ahead of us and presses the button, keen to get us out of the eye-line of the respectable general public. As we step into the lift and the doors move together, Jace presses me back against the mirrored wall and fills my mouth with his hungry, demanding kiss again, no longer holding anything back for the sake of not being arrested. ‘God,’ he breathes, ‘You’re the hottest woman I’ve never fucked.’

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

His dirty blonde hair, his blue eyes glint mischievously under the dim light, he grins like he’s entertained. ‘Why does he look familiar?’ “Relax,” he drawls. “We just came to say hi, no need to be so rude.” Brandon’s jaw clenches and he steps even forward, Isaac and a bunch of guys moves forward too. Dirty blonde chuckles, he radiates so much happiness for someone he looks like he just stepped into the lion’s den. “Who is he?” I whisper-ask Yara, trying not to draw attention to myself. She sighs. “Jace Norman, captain of the silverwolves, from silver high and damn psychopaths.”

There, parked crookedly near the side entrance, was Jace’s vintage Triumph motorcycle. "That’s strange," I muttered under my breath as I struggled with the weight of the shopping bags. His shift couldn't have been over by this time. Jace was supposed to be at the hardware store in town until at least four. He was twenty-four, a young man of quiet competence and a physical presence that I tried very hard to ignore. It might not be something so proud to admit, but the truth was that I found him attractive.

Eyes the color of molten steel, drawing others in with their magnetic intensity. It was snowing outside yet he still wore a t-shirt, which showed off his muscles. Tattoos peeked from his sleeves. I thought I was still in my dreams. “…Jace?” I murmured. “Yeah,” he held my hands. “How are you feeling?” “I…I don’t get it…Why are you here?” Jace was my childhood playmate. He lived next door to me in a scratchy neighborhood. I always thought that his family was poor as mine. Until one day, he moved away out of the blue and that was when I leant that he was High Gale Pack’s Alpha’s bastard son.

Valerie’s long-time rival in the behind-the-scenes fashion war. Standing next to Valerie, they looked like a storm waiting for ignition. “Didn’t think I’d see you here, Sinclair,” Jace drawled, voice smooth like a record that never scratched. “Not your usual scene.” Valerie didn’t bother looking at him. “Try not to assume you know my scenes.” Jace smiled at Luna instead, offering his hand. “Jace Serrano. I’ve heard of you, obviously, but that performance, that was a resurrection.”

“Someone is not feeling well today and of course this will be a difficult day for anyone trying to destroy some of the existing beliefs, even they all try to find the best way for them to survive or even to realize all their dreams that are so wild and even unbearable, who will understand and understand about this problem if not themselves? Even they will always do evil actions to the point where they get nothing. And this is where everyone is competing to get benefits that can never be avoided. " Nicolas didn't care about that at all, he focused on some evidence that had been submitted to the prosecutor's office and of course this would be evidence that would destroy Mia and her family. Nic

The holidays with my men have been amazing, but now it’s back to the grind. I’m now back in classes and the guys are back at the club, only Jace is now taking his online classes as well. The club is doing amazing, especially with the training program that they have started. I think they will both do amazing with Shameless, and I couldn’t be prouder.

Before the conversation could go any further, heavy footsteps echoed down the wide staircase. Jace Kane descended like he owned the entire world, which, in many ways, he did. At twenty-five, he was tall, heavily muscled from years of underground fighting, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair that fell slightly over his forehead, and intense dark eyes that seemed to cut straight through people. Tattoos peeked out from under the sleeves of his black t-shirt. He looked dangerous. Intimidating. And unfairly, devastatingly hot. My stomach flipped despite myself. I had seen photos of him before the wedding, but seeing him in person was completely different. He radiated raw power and arrogance,

Mathéo says with a fake pout, maybe not so fake after all. "I haven't forgotten about you, I'm just worried about Mollis, almost everything is settled," Jace says going to lay on his crappy bed, the mattress was terrible, the night was cold without Mollis to cuddle close keeping him warm, he wants to get back to Theo's place, where he got two partners to cuddle him and keep him all kind of warm.