Jace Targaryen Novels & Stories

She screamed and pushed me a little to walk ahead of me. I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes. I had to cool down. Anger was going to make me weak. I needed the aggression and determination for the actual competition. I had another reason to give my best. To show Ava that blood wasn't only factor in deciding who gets to the powerful position. Outside the ladies's chamber, our mates were waiting for us. Alpha Tyrion looked so devilishly handsome in his silver blue armour and a huge sword. He took my hand in his and planted a kiss on the back of my palm.

Lucian POV: Jace sat bolt upright across from me. He was slightly shorter than Ryan, but built like a brick wall. Broad, square jaw, a thick mahogany beard, and dark auburn hair—he was the very picture of brute strength. "Ease up, Jace. We’ve known each other for years. No need for the rigid ceremony in private." "No. You are the Young Alpha." He met my eyes with unyielding discipline. A wry smile touched my lips. I’d expect nothing less from a man trained by Ryan.

Add 3/4 of awesome fashion sense, 4/4 of social awesomeness and finally the last ingredient wads of money and lots of cars. Put it in the oven and bake and voila, your own personal Jake Grayson Ashe. Character details 1.Name: Tara Deidre Morgenstern. Age: Sixteen and half. Birthday: Valentine's Day. Species: Angel, Vampire and Witch. Eye colour: Sea blue with red spots. Mate:Jake Grayson Ashe. 2.Name:Anastasia Morgenstern (Tara's Grandmother) Age:Fifty five Birthday: 3rd March,.... Species: Witch. (Queen of witches)

Tazadarus was a disciple of the Ancient Clan’s Immortal Mountain and was acknowledged as the strongest powerhouse within the Sovereign Rank. Yet, he had no chance to resist and was killed instantly. Xhemal, who was watching from the Dieux Adademy’s main hall, smiled. Then, he said, “I thought he was an arrogant guy for requesting resources from an eighth-level plane for an entrapoch. I never expected him to be quite capable.” Jorah stood up, glanced at the other elders in the main hall, and said, “I’ll recruit him as my disciple. You guys better not dare to snatch him from me.”

Jace felt the creature that possessed him to drag itself to the surface as if its claws were scraping against his chest cavity. "Not!" Jace didn't want this. He didn't want to hand back control to the monster. But another voice inside him hissed. "Yes!" "Remember," Jace threatened himself, "Remember who you are!" Jace felt the claws pop, felt the teeth grow out. "I'm Jace Dauntess. Leader of darkness and King of the Darkwood Kingdom." Jace screamed as a pair of wings spread behind him, and he soared above the thorny forest to the high ceilings of the cave in the black tower. "Remember who you are!"

he replied with fires in his eyes and the Beta was taken aback for a second His son has never expressed any greedy desire in front of him so it felt strange and what was more baffling was that he said he didn’t have a need for it but just want to make Jaqen miserable “Jaqen is an alpha and a tough one at that, do you still think you can beat him?” Beta Loras asked “Have you seen me losing to anyone before? I will never lose to him so don’t worry about that” he declared firmly and the Beta released a smirk

--- The second lie came when she was fourteen. That one was worse. Because it wasn’t about blood. It was about love. Or what she thought was love. His name was Jace, and he came from the other side of the fence—half Vitale, half unknown, with a smirk that looked like trouble and hands that made promises he never kept. He was five years older, always around, always watching, and she was too smart not to know better. But she didn’t care. He made her feel dangerous in a way that wasn’t survival.

"I'm confident that I can ruin his family and him within 3 months and make him surrender to Stephen!" Jace said arrogantly. He wasn't reckless like Stephen, that trash. In Draepolis, Jace was considered one of the four top men in Janover. He was cunning and evil, and even his uncles and seniors envied his means. This time, avenging Stephen was only his excuse. There were many spies from the Beckard family in Janover, so it was very difficult for him to start anything of his own.

Before the conversation could go any further, heavy footsteps echoed down the wide staircase. Jace Kane descended like he owned the entire world, which, in many ways, he did. At twenty-five, he was tall, heavily muscled from years of underground fighting, with sharp, chiseled features, dark hair that fell slightly over his forehead, and intense dark eyes that seemed to cut straight through people. Tattoos peeked out from under the sleeves of his black t-shirt. He looked dangerous. Intimidating. And unfairly, devastatingly hot. My stomach flipped despite myself. I had seen photos of him before the wedding, but seeing him in person was completely different. He radiated raw power and arrogance,

I want her punished,' ' Oh, certainly. I will see to it,' he said. Jace never liked Charlotte and was convinced she was evil. I always felt something was wrong with Charlotte. However, I was blinded by the fake bond. I had a soft spot for her even though my whole heart belonged to Love. After discussing finding Maleck with my best trackers, I pushed through the work. I needed to know everything about his pack and take him out soon. Jace informed me that the vampire king had selected a neutral meeting spot. I was pleased with his fast response to the meeting. He mentioned that his delegates and son, Aegon, would join him.