Jace Targaryen Novels & Stories

Kriss siad, features becoming austere while telling them about Zadicus’ origin which is enough to tremble everyone, "Zadicus is the son of the greatest scholar of all time, the master of knowledge and magic. Sir Zuka Tademono."

"I trusted in his wisdom and your wiles, and what did they avail me, smuggler? The storm lords sent you packing. I went to them a beggar and they laughed at me. Well, there will be no more begging, and no more laughing either. The Iron Throne is mine by rights, but how am I to take it? There are four kings in the realm, and three of them have more men and more gold than I do. I have ships . . . and I have her. The red woman. Half my knights are afraid even to say her name, did you know? If she can do nothing else, a sorceress who can inspire such dread in grown men is not to be despised. A frightened man is a beaten man. And perhaps she can do more. I mean to find out. "When I was a lad I fo

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."

Genesis walked over and wanted to tell the rude brat to stand up,but Arianna waved a hand at her, and she paused. "I am Tayo Dante, the eldest daughter of the electric magnet Festus and Selina Dante. And I am Jace Hudson's fiance"Tayo announced and then smirked before continuing:

He asked me to move in with him for the time being, making communication and watching over me easier for everyone. “Did you find anything?” I cornered Henry when Elijah left with Nolani and Ali to meet Jace at Tayen’s cabin. I recently learned that Jace comes from an old family of werewolf and witch hybrids. They came from a family of ancient power, which Tauri indulged in. Tayen is training Jace to what knowledge she knows about magic, which is very little compared to what Tauri knew. Men had always been blessed with unfathomable magic in their lineage. This was also why they were targeted over the century, hence Tayen turning rogue to protect her family, which resulted in them losing the t

"Really? That’s it? He spoke differently, and now you want what from Brax? He’s marked and probably too busy with his new mate to talk to you. The world doesn’t revolve around you, Argo." I took a few deep breaths while trying to plead with Brax. "His name is Jace. Alpha Jace of the Winter Bone pack. The same fucking pack where my brother-in-law's mom was tortured. The same fucking pack that bought my sister and tried to kill her. His parents were dicks, and he’s probably the same." "My dad was bad too, Argo. That doesn’t mean Jace is as well." Mila argued. I understood she thought I was mean and stupid to her, but did she really not see that I wouldn’t just make this shit up?

“I’ll do anything. Punish me instead. Please don’t force my brother into that life.” Bran didn’t even look at me. “You don’t get to bargain,” he said flatly. There was a moment of silence. Jace looked down at his wife, who was clutching his arm, crying. “Don't please…” she cried, shaking her head. He looked at me. Then at Bran. And I knew his decision before he spoke it. “I, Jace Frederick, renounce Redmoon pack,” he said quietly. “I am no longer an Alpha. I am no longer bound to any territory. I. Am. A. Rogue.” He finished.

His home was a pictorial representation of their rich history and all the things that they had stored with every passing generation. The werewolves of Belmont Falls were a proud clan who protected their own with their lives. He had run from his duty for far too long. He knew that the messenger was coming when he felt that surge of power coursed through his veins. He was the first born son of three. He had a brother and a sister. Jace was twenty eight years old now. He had not seen his family in over ten years and he wasn't sure these were the best circumstances to see them.

Alia's mother asks in between sobs. "He's behind all of this! The Lycan King is his father!" Josh let out another deep growl. "I guess you're done deceiving my sister and everyone else, now that you're letting your true self show." He continues to glare at me as he sniffs, picking up on my scent.

His Father chose that mansion in the forest because the whole forest belonged to their pack and Elias could train there with the warriors without causing damage to the society at large. The warriors lived in the mansion, a mansion so big there were so many rooms available. Asides warriors, only female servants were taken into mansion and allowed to serve Elias. That’s what Elias wanted, that's how it had always been, until one rainy morning. “He looks small and weak,” muttered a guard at the gate. “Looks too skinny to be of use.” “That’s Jace Lacewood, he is 19 years old...don't mind his appearance.” said the woman beside him. “He is the new help from the southern border for the warriors to