Jace Norman Age Novels & Stories

My father had died just a few months ago, and already, she was itching to be rid of me. “Ayla,” she called, her voice thin and edged with impatience. I stayed silent, gripping the edge of the curtain. How had it come to this? How had my life unraveled so completely? It wasn’t like I didn’t know. I’d been cursed—or at least, that’s what everyone whispered behind my back. The day I met Ashton was supposed to have been the happiest day of my life. I remembered it like it was yesterday. --- --- --- It was the Jacaranda Festival, the streets alive with music and the air filled with the scent of flowers. I’d just turned eighteen, the age every werewolf dreams about, the moment the Moon Goddess rev

He fought against a thirty-year-old man and won, at just eighteen years old. I was in Garibaldi with my parents for that Alpha Challenge and they allowed me to watch it. I guess you could say I developed a crush on Jace right then and there. I was just fifteen, but I knew he had to be mine one day. He just HAD to be, I felt it in my bones. So, when the opportunity of having him came up three years later, I took it.

I try to stand and feel pain in my foot I look down an see it bandaged I don't care at the moment because I wanna go home with the gun still pointed at them. "Hey, careful you took quite a beatings, your body might hurt and you need to rest. I see a bit of panic in you eyes but you need to just lay down and calm down." Say the guy that I realized is Niko who was in final year last year in Varsity, he has the bad boy thing down to the T and as I look at the guys they look alike and my guess is they brothers.

Jaces says it too, before punching you in the face. I purse my lips, still suspicious but I answer anyway. “I'm no stranger in town, but you're right with one thing though: I don't go to school here.” He smiles brightly, “I'm 24, still searching for a better college. You're right to think that I've been sent packing from all the universities in the city. But not for what you're thinking. Now, do you understand why I said I don't seem to study in any of the universities in the city?”

“He’s a lucky guy. Never heard of someone having a blowout for their forty-third birthday. Forty or forty-five, sure. But forty-three? Why the big party?” “Why not?” “Fair,” I said. “Wait. How old are you then?” “Twenty-four.” Twenty-four! My brain screamed at me. I almost swallowed my own tongue. “My dad had me when he was nineteen. I know, it’s a small age gap between us. But it’s cool. Now that I’m an adult, we’ve managed to cultivate a pretty cool friendship.” I nodded. I couldn’t think of anything to say. “Well,” Jace said, pushing himself back to his feet. “I’d better get back in there. These halls will be swimming with kids in ten minutes or so. You’d better vacate the premises and fi

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.

The nanny was the same person Nancy saw at Julian's wedding. Nancy shook her head and whispered softly, "Spoiled brat," when she saw the nanny taking care of Jace like Jace was still a baby. Jace was 14 this year and not a baby anymore. Heck, he was not even a child, to be honest. He was going through the puberty phase where his voice changed. Since he was growing taller, he was looking rather slim. Despite that, people could vaguely tell he was going to be a charming young lad in the future and looked quite similar to Julian.

Jace groaned in pain as the rose thorns gripped his body even tighter. "I'm looking for your father, Rain. I did everything I could to release the curse on the Darkwood Kingdom. But do you know what happened after that? When I was 18 years old, I was ready to accept the throne, but what I received was not a throne, but a curse." "Runes suddenly filled my body when I woke up at 18. The curse did not disappear but was passed down from my parents. My expiration date is only five years after my 18th birthday."

“He was gorgeous. I saw a short clip of him when you guys were leaving, and oh my God. That suit. He looked like a snack. He can have my babies, Naomi…” “Right?” Priscilla chimed in. “I second that. My dad has bodyguards, and they’re all old and boring. But he looked like he just stepped out of a men’s fashion magazine. Maybe he was a model in his past?” My stomach knotted. I took a large gulp of my soda. “He’s not a model,” I said, trying to sound bored. “He’s my new bodyguard. His name is Jace.” “Jace,” Ann repeated, as if tasting the name. “How old do you think he is? He doesn’t look that much older than us.”

“I’m fine honestly Auntie Rosa, nothing I can’t handle.” “I don’t doubt that.” She smiles softly. “Come inside.” Jace starts walking, his arm draped around Ares’s shoulder as he picks up some of their bags. Ares was thirteen year’s old, prime age for Jace to tease him. As we enter the front door, my eyes fall upon the one I was trying to avoid at all costs. Conscious I was surrounded by alpha blooded wolves, I keep my breathing calm…they would notice a hike in my heart rate. Notice, how much he angers me.