Jace Shadowhunters Novels & Stories

The ritual intensified, runes glowing brighter. Even if it felt like my soul was being ripped out of my body, his presence always came with a soothing vibe that made me feel small and protected. Jace and Dax guarded the circle, blades flashing. “More Shadowfang wolves are closing in!” Jace shouted, slashing at a scout. I hacked my phone, setting a trap. Vines snagged the wolf, yanking it back. “Keep them out!” I yelled with what little strength I could muster, sweat dripping.

I might vomit. Jace has always been my faithful servant and childhood friend. Now he is standing behind me while using his strength against me, and I suddenly realize how helpless I am. I feel like a lamb cornered by the big bad wolf. Is he going to silence me in fear of me exposing his secret? And wait, if Jace is Alpha Lucifer, is he a shape-shifter? Are we the same age, or...has he been pretending to be the same age as me? Can he appear younger by his own will or something?! Just what is going on?

Something ancient stirred, uncoiling. The stranger stopped a few feet away, visibly tensing as his gaze snapped between them. He hadn’t spoken yet, but Rhett could feel the energy ripple around him—wrong, off, important. “Who are you?” Rhett asked, already suspecting he wouldn’t like the answer. The man met his eyes finally. “Jace Rowan. Beta of the Hollowshade Pack.” Mira’s voice was barely a whisper, “He’s mine too.”

“You revealed it. The chaos was always there, hidden领头先发，紧接着，The Weaver vanished, her form dissolving into the void. The platform trembled, and a low hum filled the air, growing louder with each passing second. From the shadows of the void, figures emerged—not shadow creatures, but echoes of themselves, their faces twisted with rage and despair. Jessica saw her own echo, its eyes hollow, its hands dripping with black blood. “You can’t escape yourselves,” the Weaver said, her voice echoing through the void. “Face your shadows, or they will consume you.” The echoes lunged, and the battle began anew. Jessica fought her own shadow, its movements mirroring hers but faster, crueler. Kade’s echo wa

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

' “You’re okay.” Jace’s voice cut through the ringing in my ears. He crouched beside me, one hand hovering near my shoulder but not quite touching. His eyes glowed faintly in the dark, wild from the shift he’d half-completed before I blasted the hunters out of existence. “I—” My throat closed up. “I killed them.” “No.” His tone was firm, almost commanding. “You didn’t kill them, Aria. Shadow creatures can’t be killed the way we understand it. You sent them back to whatever twisted void Magnus dragged them from.”

💖 ¤¤¤BLACK SHADOW PACK ALPHA and LUNA: Jackson “Jace” Galhart and Amara Grace Mikaelson Galhart (SHE'S THE LUNA I WANT) PARENTS: Jace - Alpha Jacob and Luna Clair (HE’S MY ALPHA) Amara - Alpha Aeon and Alexa of the Blood Moon Pack SIBLINGS: Jace - Catherine Amara - Alonso “Uno” or “Scooby” PUPS: Colton, Amelie Jasmine “AJ”, and Jackie

Zoe tried to calm Luka down. “Alpha is right, am sorry Zoe, I just want to know who Jace is?” he asked calmly this time, the calm before the storm because one was brewing inside him waiting to be released. “Jace is the hybrid.” Answered Luka. JP chuckled shaking his head in disbelief. “So, you even had time to get to know the bastard who killed my mate?” Zoe figured calling Jace by his name was not such a good idea after all but at the time she did not think about it.

The darkness loomed around them like a cloak. Sekhmet carried an old-fashioned torch he pulled from a hole in the wall to light the way. It was a bit theatric and unnecessary, considering vampires and werewolves alike could see in the dark. But it set the mood for torture nicely; causing shadows to dance across the walls. A bleeding.

One by one behind me all of my friends shifted to their wolf forms and Josiah was taken aback by them. "Wow. They are beautiful creatures." Josiah says. "Yeah. And they'll rip you're fucking head off if you come near me." I announce. Josiah then took one step closer to the gate but someone put their hand on his shoulder and he was thrown to the other side of the street. I then refocused on where Josiah was standing and I saw five people standing there. Five vampires standing there. The shadow witch evaporated to where Josiah was and grabbed a hold of him and disappeared altogether. And then those five vampires came closer to the gate of the mansion when all the wolves started howling.