Jace Norman 2023 Novels & Stories

And then the doors slam open. Gasps ripple through the crowd. Heads turn and my blood runs cold. Jace. He stumbles in, leather jacket hanging off one shoulder, a bottle of wine in his hand. His hair is messy, his eyes wild, and the smirk on his face screams trouble. “Congratulations!” His voice is loud and mocking, filling the entire hall. He raises the bottle like it’s a toast. “To the lovely couple. May your marriage be blessed with—” he sways on his feet, laughing bitterly, “—long, long years of happiness.”

The Blaring sounds of the Alarm kept ringing distracting me from my precious sleep, I still don't know why and what is keeping me from destroying this alarm, I Jolted out of the bed with my face still filled will Sleep, It was like I was sleep standing. Well you already should forgive my manners, My name is Jace Robert the one and only Diss lord of Crimson City, Well am nineteen when it comes to my age and to be frankly speaking, Am a damn boring dude in everything I do.

Tina was muttering something about Norman that I couldn't quite wrap my head around because my entire focus was dedicated to one single task; do not stagger. God, how the hell was I going to survive this pain at hockey practice later? I gritted my teeth, enduring the agonizing friction until we finally reached the safety of my own bedroom. Inside, Norman was already awake, casually folding up some of his clothes. “There you are, Jace! Where the hell did you sneak off to last night without us?” He demanded, puffing out his chest and feigning a strict, older-brother voice. Then, his eyes dropped to the stiff, awkward way I was holding my hips. A wicked smirk spread across his face. “Wait... Di

Our future breeds will be born as Vaewolves, they will be a hybrid of mine and Garret’s blood. Ugh… what am I even thinking?! I swear sometimes I overthink way too much, and I have to thank my mom for that. I cannot let any of that happen so it is better to be safe. I walked into Joy's and today everything was very normal. Everyone was chatting, eating their food and enjoying their time. I spotted Garret who was behind the counter and I saw him looking at me with a smile. His smile was soft as if he didn’t just kill one of the humans working here, and threatened me to keep my mouth shut.

For the pain inflicted upon me has become the fuel that will ignite my transformation, propelling me toward a future where my strength will be my guiding light. POV: LIAM Reluctantly, I found myself compelled to attend the gathering, as it was my solemn duty as the Lycan King. The Dawn Rise pack, while not boasting superior strength or wealth, managed to thrive and survive through the strength of their alliances. Despite the Alpha and Luna's lack of intellectual acumen, their dedication and earnest efforts as leaders were admirable. As the celebratory event commenced, an announcement reverberated through the air, revealing the decision to pass on the mantle of Alpha to their son, Dylan. It w

I’m not trying to cheat, but I don’t want my mate dying on me today either. He didn’t respond, but his channel was open. He heard me. They began fighting and it was vicious. Nero is a dirty fighter, but Jaxon is holding his own. Unlike Jasper, Jaxon is getting blows on Nero and Nero seems to have anvils for fists. Jaxon looks bloodied and I’m getting worried. Jett is smiling like he knows what Jaxon is doing and it makes me relax a little. I guess he should be proud too. If Jaxon wins, then Jett’s brother will be King.

Every night for the past couple of nights I wait for Zarakai and Austin to go to sleep, then I sneak to Jace’s room. He welcomes me with open arms. Jace has also been giving me the best orgasms of my life, which I’m not complaining about that. I have never slept so good.

When she got home, Jace was waiting patiently for Ann. He was sitting on a high chair while doing something on his laptop, located on the bar table near the kitchen set. He wore a casual t-shirt with a v-neck and black shorts. His stocky calves were attractive in Ann's eyes. Jace wore anti-radiation glasses that made his face look smart and full of charisma. Jace looked up when he saw Ann's arrival. He smiled. "Hi, Ann. Did you have fun with Jax?” Jace asked as if he could guess what was going on.

Though the scene threatened to overwhelm me, the hum of our bond throbbed faintly between us, its warmth keeping me grounded. “We need to secure the area,” Lucan said, his voice quiet but commanding. “Search for survivors—and any of Kael’s people who might still be here.” I opened my mouth to respond, but a voice cut through the din. “There’s no need.” My heart lurched as I turned to see Jace moving through the wreckage, hands raised in surrender. Soot and blood streaked his pale face, but his green eyes were clear and unwavering. Nearby wolves tensed, low growls rumbling in their throats. Lucan lifted a hand to silence them. “Stand down.”

They are already on their way here, and although our families are yet to get along properly, there is a kind of mutual understanding and respect between us that should get us through the day at least. "You ready?" Jace asked as he walked into our room. He was dressed in all black, the color that depicts the day. He is clad in black pants and a black button-up shirt which he left the first two buttons undone, he matched his outfit with the perfect pair of black Doc Martens boots and his scent. To die for. "You seem to be more interested in getting women to drool over you than the actual purple of the day" I joked adjusting Amelia on my body as I changed her diapers.