Jace Targaryen Novels & Stories

I'm grateful to him. The sweet move of Erden made everyone speechless. Tamarra clears her throat to get rid of the eerie silence. “Troy and Eren.” She groans, glaring at them. “Go and play upstairs.” They murmur in annoyance before they run up the stairs. “Look, now the kid is also wondering about his father.” Azure immediately resumes as Troy and Eren disappeared. I breathe tiredly. For how long will he continue? He looks at me like I’m a total desperate case. “Why do you keep clinging to the past Hayat?”

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

” Without waiting for her comment or protest, Jace placed a gentle kiss on her head—storming out of the room in a flash. If there was one thing Jace Stark wasn’t—it was refusing to give up. Once he wants something, he goes for it, and Raven was a big challenge. A challenge he was ready to win. ***^**** Jace is my favorite character *Smirks*. Just realized I can use an emoji Oops. Lol

One step across that gate would mean instant death. "Well, well! If it isn't Barry Lufter! I heard you became an Intermediate-grade alchemist at Harmony Clinic. Have you come to show off at our house?" A young man emerged, and Barry quickly greeted him with respect, "Mr. Jace." The newcomer was Jace Xavier. He was from the main family line and was also Nerissa's cousin. "Please, Mr. Jace, let me in. There must be some misunderstanding about my father trespassing." Jace looked down at Barry with contempt. "If there's a misunderstanding, are you suggesting we Xaviers are bullying people? Barry, you're quite bold to judge the Xaviers.

She dropped it with a gasp. Jace caught it before it hit the ground. “She’s using these. Drawing power from something ancient. I think Thorne found out. I think you just found proof of it.” Maren stared at him. He wasn’t just a stable boy. Not anymore. “Jace… what are you?” He met her gaze. And this time, there was no nervousness in his eyes. Only quiet steel. “I’m the last son of the Hollow Moon line. My family was slaughtered before I could shift. They thought they killed us all.”

Our initials, R on one side and M on the other. It's beautiful. "Happy birthday.." He says again with a grin. "Thank you.." I tell him staring at him intensely. He's close to me again and I can feel the sparks. "Reece.." I start saying before he cuts me off. "Don't say anything. I know the situation between you and Charles, but Morgana you're mine, not his. I don't know how you're going to do it or when, but I think it's clear to you now, that you have to get rid of him.." He says.

“It’s just a game.” Cage nodded, smirking. “Yeah. But try telling them that.” And with that, they kept jogging—content to let the wild ones burn themselves out up ahead. Jace, the firstborn son of Alpha Maximus, didn’t feel like he had anything to prove—not even a little. At just seven years old, he was already quick on his feet and sharp with his instincts. He didn’t play to impress anyone; he just wanted to have fun. Still, he always made sure to keep an eye on Zay. When things got too intense and Zay started throwing a tantrum, Jace would step in and tell him to cool it. He wasn’t exactly the peacekeeper type, but he knew when to take a step back and let things go. Zay… not so much. That’

Isra had cleared the room. The Grand Architect, now in her late sixties with hair like spun snow, was sitting on the stone floor near the center of the room. Sitting opposite her was a boy. Jace was ten years old. He had the dark, messy hair typical of the northern mountain packs, and he was wearing a simple wool tunic. But he wasn't sitting like a child. He was sitting in a state of absolute, rigid focus. Both of his small hands were pressed perfectly flat against the flagstones.

“Tell me about yourself.“ I tried to force my mind away from Alpha Magnus, Nina, the orgasm reeking club and focused on him. I gave a simple introduction—told him my name, my course, and my dream of becoming a world-renowned healer. He also introduced himself; his full name is Jace Brooks, studying Pack Laws and Relations, and he would definitely become a Beta like his father. I nodded slowly…. and then we talked about other random topics. The college, politics and entertainment in the Moon Eclipse Pack. Jace is a nice guy and talking to him made me take my mind off things for a while, although Alpha Magnus words still echoed through my mind—taking root there. “Your untouched cunt is mine.“