Jace Wayland Fanart Novels & Stories

His real name, Ace Willow, came to light to everyone's shock, and he was in fact not from the States but from a remote village in London. Through the orchestrated accident alongside the road which was a blindspot, the real Jace was killed and secretly buried, while the fake Jace took his position at the accident scene with a few added sets to make the show complete. The car caught fire and blew up right on the spot, but the fake Jace was already miles away from it while pretending to struggle for life, after injecting some kind of drug into his bloodstream to activate his hormones.

I scroll down, looking for something, I don't know what but I'll know when I see it. I keep going down until I finally find it. It's a picture of Jace, shirtless, on a motorcycle, he has curly brown hair in this picture and he's smiling at the person behind the camera, Hot. The caption says LOML with a heart emoji, I tap on the only person she tagged in the picture, someone called Speedyrider81, the account seems to have been deleted. I keep scrolling, looking for another picture but all I find is the photograph Jace has on his wall but in black and white, she captioned this one as photographed by pretty lips.

I forced a smile and turned to walk back inside, trying to keep my mind occupied so I wouldn’t keep checking the driveway like a love-sick puppy. Once inside, I headed straight for my studio, eager to finish the piece I had been working on. I had been drawing Jace… well, more accurately, I had been trying to capture his essence, the way he stood, the way he carried himself, the way his eyes seemed to pierce right through me. It wasn’t a perfect portrait. It never could be. But I had done it from memory, every detail from the way his jawline tightened when he was thinking hard to the curve of his lips when he was genuinely amused. That smile that rarely popped up but when it did, has a disarm

"I'm okay!" "And I hope this son of mine isn't giving you trouble?" She asked making Jasmine chuckle while shaking her head negatively. "You see mom, I'm a good boy... I don't cause troubles" We both laughed. "So... how is handsome Jace doing today?" Jasmine asked when she noticed how busy he looked while doing something on the bed. "I'm fine! Here...." He reaches for a drawing book next to him on the bed and shows her a page where drew.... Jasmine squinted her eyes to have a better view of what he drew... Since it's a video call, it looked a bit blur. Jace got her signal because he moved the sheet, closer to the screen. it was actually some cartoon character...

I said and walked out of the restroom with the note in hand. "Derek, did you find anything?" Jason asked as he walked up to me. Lilly and Joyce were beside him. "No, just this note Hanson left behind," I said, showing him the note. "Let me see," Joyce said, and I handed it to her. "I will try to cast a tracking spell on this note. I will also do the same spell with your blood Derek to track her," Joyce said "Alpha Derek, Jace has been captured trying to come back into Pack Territory," A warrior ming-linked

My wolf won't let me even if I wanted to. " It won't take long, I swear," she says but we both know it's a lie. We are going to spend the whole day out. Jace transformed a lot. From the big veiny arms to the ink adorning his skin. We are completely different people from when we were kids. The long hair he had when he came home is trimmed on the sides and the middle is slightly ruffled. The look makes him appear hotter.

Jordan our pack Omega came to pick me up from the Airport , I just needed to pick up my bag from baggage claim, I loved flying commercial while Jace loved prancing about in our private jet, I chuckled lightly anytime I remember how different I and my twin brother Jace truly are from each other. For one I loved the nature and people but he preferred to sit in his lab for years than interact with the normal people, so he is brooding and dark and I am all sunshine and rainbows. Lol but that is not even the most daunting difference , but the fact that he hated the moon goddess , well I kinda do too but I still want to find my mate and fall in love, but he has not been able to let go of how we lo

Jack scowled as he walked to the edge of the balcony as he looked at the trucks as they drove away. “Now, I don't know what the pathetic Wolfie has done to Jace that he went as far as sacrificing his life just to save her. And if she has bewitched him, then I promise to make her suffer even more. Jace, he is a f*cking hybrid and cannot be killed and if he happens to accept a blood moon wolf, then they will both become extremely powerful. They are both powerful and we must do everything in our power to keep them apart and I won't sit down and let my whole three months of making Jace hate that Wolfie come to an end. Never!” He growled angrily as he paced about a little.

Haley and Hannah are twins, brother, and sister, they both have almost unreal-looking long blonde dreadlocked hair, and pale skin. Haley has jet-black eyes, no whites of his eyes, and Hannah has deep dark blood-red eyes with no whites either. They look terrifying but are total goofs with their playful banter, and the pranks they play on each other, they are highly entertaining. Jace always looks so serious, like he is waiting for a strike at any time. Jackson and Chris revealed that Damen has a huge collection of action figures from different comics, anime, and horror movies.

Jace emerged from the smoke, his clothes torn, one arm bleeding, eyes burning with the same fury that was in me. “You did this,” I snarled. He shook his head, expression tight. “No. He did this. I told you he couldn’t control the artifact.” “Then help me stop him,” I snapped. Jace hesitated, then nodded once. “For her.” We turned toward the sound of rising energy. The temple’s remains glowed red, the artifact floating above Kyle’s head, its tendrils sinking into his veins. He stood at the center, arms outstretched, eyes blank with madness.