Jace Proposes To Clary Novels & Stories

Immediately after Landon left my office, I picked up Clara in bridal style taking her back to her room, she seemed exhausted from all that had happened. "You okay?" I asked as I placed her on her bed. "Just shocked that's all, I wonder why Storm would want to use us to kill his father. That's starting a war with another clan, we can't afford that! We haven't even dealt with these enemies yet," "Clara, I'll handle this. Don't worry about it," "But-" I placed my hand over her lips and rested her on the bed. "Forget about it." "I can't but for now, I will. My head hurts,"

The college girl I was sponsoring, Yasmine Reed, texted me that she was pregnant. She asked me what to do. She was only a sophomore. I told her to focus on her degree. Before my message was even sent, she blocked me. A few weeks later, I twisted my ankle. My best friend, Clara Barnes, brought me to the clinic. Clara pointed at a young couple standing outside the maternity ward. "If your husband were in town, he would pamper you just like that," Clara sighed. "I still don't get why he insisted on taking that project that faraway." I stared down at my phone. "Julian is doing it for our future. As long as he loves me, I don't mind." As we walked out, the couple turned the corner. The ma

Clara spoke to me coldly, with a sharp look on her face. "Jace, what are you up to?" I asked, trying to pretend like I do not know what Clara was talking about. "Sister, what are you saying?" "Celine, are you that dumb that you think I will not apologize to my man and allow you to continue living with him? Jace is my husband, agreed?" I watched as Clara turned to hug Jace, and she threw her arms around his shoulder and pulled him into a kiss. My heart burned seeing them together, and I looked away from them. The pain felt like a stab wound in my heart.

“It’s like watching you work. Unapologetic. Clear.” She crossed her arms. “You didn’t call me clear three years ago.” “I didn’t understand you then. I do now.” Claire remained silent. “I was never the Alpha I wanted to be,” Jasper said. “But I can become the man you once thought I was.” “That man is gone,” she said softly. “Then maybe I can become someone better.” She turned to leave. He spoke again. “I told Elodie we’re finished.” Claire froze. “She accused you of staging the outbreak for fame.”

Pack members whispered eagerly, unaware of the tempest brewing under my calm exterior. "Wesley Styles, Alpha of the Red Moon pack, do you take Solene Hathaway as your mate, to love and protect her forever?" my father asked. Wesley grinned, casting a quick glance at Mina before responding, "I do." "And Solene Hathaway, do you take Wesley Styles as your mate, to cherish him and be by his side as Luna and mate." There was silence, I scanned the faces of everyone present to see the ceremony, their expectations about to be crushed, my focus was back on Wesley's gaze, I ignored the smile in his mouth.

Clay says, and his voice gets rough and serious, “I want you to hear this clearly. You know my reputation. I run around with a lot of females. But if we do this, if we walk into that temple on the Blood Moon Celebration, that life ends. I will never make you look stupid, and I do not want a fake marriage. I like to joke, but this is real. I want a true mate bond. In every single way. Do you understand me, Lamia?” He rubs the small hairs at the back of my neck. My whole body trembles from his touch. A real marriage. With Clay Jasperfang, the biggest player in the territory, whose skills in the dark are famous among every pack. I have to choose right now: lose my pride and let the whole world

"I'll say it again. Leave. Don't let me see you again. I don't want to remarry you. Never in this lifetime." Clara's expression darkened with fury. "Sebastian, don't take my kindness for granted! Don't forget that this is Glenford. Bringing down a small company like yours would be a piece of cake for me!" At that moment, a clear and slightly lazy female voice cut in. "Oh? Ms. Black, that's quite a bold claim. Are you not only openly harassing my fiance but also trying to destroy his company?" Clara turned to look, and her expression faltered.

"Okay. We do this together. No expectations, no judgment, just... us." "Just us," Jace agreed, leaning down to kiss me. The kiss started gentle, careful, but quickly deepened as weeks of suppressed desire finally found expression. His hands moved to my waist, pulling me closer, and I let myself sink into the sensation. This was Jace—my partner, my co-Alpha, the man I'd chosen to build a life with. "Grace," he murmured against my lips, "I need you to know something before we do this." "What?" I asked, slightly breathless.

I took her hands gently and steadied her. “Clara, listen to me. You will do just fine, my love. Tomorrow, you will wake up, get dressed, and be crowned as the Luna of this pack. I will also mark you as my mate in front of everyone, which is an official process. There is nothing complicated about this. No special preparation is needed. You will be perfect, and I trust you.” Slowly, she calmed down. I stepped out of the room and saw that the entire place was already in motion.

Trust me? Always. I reached for the other bond. The broken one. *Damon.* Nothing. He couldn't hear me through an incomplete bond. Unless I fix it. "Clara," I said. "I need you to get a message to Damon. Tell him I accept his rejection. Tell him the bond is severed." "What? Why?" "Just do it!" She ran out. I heard her shouting. I waited. Focused on the bond. Felt it fraying. Breaking.