Jace Norman Age Novels & Stories

“Of course. Honestly, I’d even be willing now, but with your treatment I’d worry you’d end up having to take care of me instead. So better to wait a few years. I’m still young anyway.” Hearing her speak with such certainty about their future filled Louis with even more determination to beat the illness. He nodded. “Alright, I’ll do my best to give you that.” “Not your best—you must,” Adora corrected firmly. When they reached the Walker estate, Jace came running out before they even got out of the car. He had just turned ten, tall for his age, tanned from his love of sports, and full of sunshine. Spotting his uncle and aunt, he greeted them warmly. “Uncle, Aunt!”

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?''

Tiptoeing through the hallway to Jace’s room, I try not to wake anyone. Zarakai would flip out if he knew I was going to sleep in Jace’s room. He trust’s them, but there is no logical reason for me to be sleeping in there. As far as he knows I view his friends like brothers, and an eighteen, almost nineteen-year-old woman has no reason to sleep in her thirty-year-old ‘brother’s’ room. “Jace are you still awake?” I whisper when I step inside his room.

"Why? She lives in a huge house and sleeps in a king-size bed. What does she even have to complain about?" Twenty-eight-year-old Jace immediately booked a presidential suite and told his younger self to stay with Faye for a few days. Eighteen-year-old Jace looked up uneasily. "But I just... slapped Nadia." Faye stared at him, stunned. A flash of excitement crossed her eyes.

Nora said, annoyed. “No.” Jace said behind her. Nora shifted away from him, turning to look at him. Her face scrunched up confused. “What?” She asked him. “No more training.” Jace said his tone was sharp and authoritative like he was talking to a pack member. “I need to know how to fight.” Nora said, trying to ignore his tone. “No, not now.” Jace said, sharpening his tone. “I don't know who you think your- “We will talk about it when we get home.” Jace said, cutting her off as he stood up from the bed.

I want to show him that he can trust me with anything, even when it is an ugly secret from the past. "We can sit on the couch," I offer. I lead Jace to the big couch in the living room. He sits down and gathers me in his lap. "I really had a difficult childhood. My father died when I was seven and my mom a month later," he says. I can imagine a small seven year-old Jace who has been orphaned in two months. It must have been really hard for him. "I had Jose, Patrick and Jordan. Their families were very nice and caring. It took me a long time recovering from the trauma, but they were very supportive," he says. He closes his eyes and pinches them shut.

My wolf won't let me even if I wanted to. " It won't take long, I swear," she says but we both know it's a lie. We are going to spend the whole day out. Jace transformed a lot. From the big veiny arms to the ink adorning his skin. We are completely different people from when we were kids. The long hair he had when he came home is trimmed on the sides and the middle is slightly ruffled. The look makes him appear hotter.

I tell Jake Oh, we on nickname terms are wey okay beautiful let's go. Jake says to me. So how long have you been training for? I tell him. Since I was 14 .Jake says. Jade: What 14 well I've been going to classes since I was 16, but I'm 17, so I guess not long enough, huh? I say to Jake. Oh shit Alpha's gonna kill me. I've been hitting on his 17 year old niece, I'm dead ... Jake says.

I let out a quiet laugh, not fully understanding why I felt so comfortable with him. He smiled, the warmth in his gaze making my heart ache in the best way. “I’m glad,” he said, laying down beside me on the grass. We both lay there in silence for a few moments, before I broke it with the most random question. “So, how old are you?” Jace chuckled, making me laugh along with him. "What? I wanna know," I said with a grin. "I'm 18," he replied, as if it were the most casual thing in the world.

He stated in concern. Cocking my brow, I murmured, “Tonya was missing earlier today; hmm wonder if they're both together?” Hissing through his teeth Austin told me I should pray to the Goddess so that Sirius doesn't discover them if that were the case. Furrowing my brow I questioned him why. “Jace is a decent guy, why would Sirius not be happy?” Giving me a smirk, he explained, “Well, for starters, Jace is five years younger and a guard trainer who lives on a farm. Sirius expects his daughters to marry up the hierarchy, not wed down it.”