Novel & Cerita Jace Norman Parents

“Marcus is a bench-warmer with a big mouth. I don’t care about Marcus.” “Well, I do! He’s my family! He hates me now because of you!” Jace reached out and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "He hates you because he’s weak. He wants what I have but he’ll never get it. Now, dry your eyes, we have dinner to go to." "A dinner? With who?" "My parents," Jace said. "And a scout from the Dallas Cowboys." My heart dropped. "Your parents? Jace, I can’t do that. I’m not an actress. They’ll see right through me."

he says nodding to her as she hands him a coffee. We all go sit at the table and make idle chit chat while we drink our coffees. When I notice the clock says it’s already 9am, I say, “We should probably get going if we want to have enough time to unpack and make it to dinner. I don’t want you driving too late,” I tell Jace. “Yeah sure. Hang on, I’ll text my mom. She and dad wanna come out and say goodbye to you.” His parents are both doctors and own a private practice and they were like second parents to me growing up.

I knew everything is going on between them and they are so happy, but I gave Jace the time to tell me about their future planes, as Jace broke all his relationship with our family and according to him it's only me and him who are family. Alexander's parents were still funding for my studies, I told them that I will repay them back when I will have job, but they politely refuse it. My father was not at all affected by my life, but my stepmom was not happy seeing me just little happy. She went nuts when she found out that Jace was gay and dating a guy, but she calms down when she knew that the guy Jace dating was Damon. His family was rich too, so it doesn't matter to her as long as Jace is in

Winona smiled coquettishly and smugly, asking him, "You don't like your mom?" Zac's delicate face immediately showed disgust, and his tone became vicious. "I hate her! I hate my mom the most. All she does is force me to learn piano and painting. She also forces me to study! I hate her! She's disgusting!" The son I had carried for months before having a difficult birth was slandering me in front of outsiders. His father just listened quietly and indifferently. All his attention was on Winona. It seemed I was greedy to ever think I could get the love of this pair of father and son.

I say, shaking my head in amusement. Dante chuckles, shrugging as if it’s no big deal. “I wanted to see if he’d bring it up himself. I spoke to her dad—they were neighbors back then. Jace’s mom worked as his personal assistant, so Jace and Serena grew up together. Their parents were apparently hoping they’d end up together, but Serena clearly had... other plans.” He laughs, the sound dry and laced with humor. I lean back in my chair, mulling over what he’s said. “He’s scared of her,” I mutter, knowing full well Jace would never admit it—and I can’t blame him.

“Why are you sorry? I'm so glad you made it alive, and that's what matters. I don't want to lose you too after losing our parents in a car accident, Lucien.” “Car accident?” “Our parents died when I was very young, our grandparents have been the ones taking care of us. Have you heard about Jace? Did anyone mention his name?” “Mr. Robert spoke about him yesterday.” “Since you don't remember much I'd love to tell you everything. Should we talk about you or is there something else you're curious about?”

"I hope we're good parents. I hope our pup is happy. I hope the pack stays stable and safe. I hope—" "It will," Jace interrupted firmly. "Not perfectly, because life isn't perfect. But it will work out because we'll make it work out. That's what we do, Grace. We face impossible situations and we find a way through them together." He pulled back enough to look at me seriously. "Our pup is going to have something we didn't—two parents who chose each other, who fought for each other, who understand exactly how precious and fragile love is. They're going to grow up watching a partnership built on respect and equality. They're going to see their mother command armies and their father support her

I came down the stairs and Jace was standing in the foyer in a black suit with his hair actually styled for once and a look on his face when he saw me that made me feel‚ for the first time in days‚ like maybe I wasn't as broken as I thought. "Wow‚" he said. “Beautiful…” "You clean up nice‚ Thornton‚" I said. "You look... I don't even have a word. You look incredible‚ Aria." My mom was practically vibrating next to him. "Doesn't she? That dress was made for her. And Jace‚ tell me about your family. Aria mentioned your father is a warrior?" "Yes‚ Luna Diane. He's a senior warrior in the Silvercrest Pack‚ been serving about fifteen years now. My mom runs the pack's medical center."

He looked slightly younger than the others but I could vow he gave off the same energy as the rest. “I'm Jace,” He said with a grin upon realizing the look on my face. No one had properly done an introduction to me, not that I cared, but I needed a name to tag on each of them fellas. I heard a chuckle and looked back at Yuri, he looked from Jace to Angel and I wondered why it seemed like they both were passing on some signals with their eyes. “Your parents are still in Houston?” He added, looking away from Angel and then at me. I shook my head lightly before speaking.

A heavy, calloused fist collided with Calista’s frame, slamming her onto the wooden chair. A sharp groan escaped her lips as she collapsed forward. Standing above her, her father, Jake, watched with a twisted smirk as blood welled from her wounds. “I love hurting you, do you know that?” he murmured, his voice dripping with malice. “It satisfies me, gives me chills, reminds me of just how much strength I still have left in my system, even at my age.”