Jace Wayland Novels & Stories

He didn't expect that a child could bear so much resemblance with his father that the only way to differentiate between them is their age and body sizes. While Eli was going to take a bath, Jace went to the basement. The assassin was a shadow of himself as he laid like a dying man on the floor, his wounds were bound up but he seemed to have gone without food for two days. "Don't worry, let's see if James Maslow is capable of saving your wife and daughter from my wrath"Jace declared. The man snapped his head up and glared at Jace. How did he know, did he do research on the email he showed them? Oh gosh, he shouldn't have let him know about those emails.

"However, something happened, and I'm not sure what. The attack on Wanda just stopped, and we don't know why." Jayden felt a cold hand clutching her heart. "You don't think..?" She couldn't bring herself to finish the question. Glancing at Alex, she saw the concern on his face as well. She heard Tansy take a deep breath and blow it out again through the phone. "To be honest, I don't know. Somehow, we must find Laci. It seems as if she's found a way to travel to the Summerlands again." Then, through the phone connection, Jayden heard Famallumi say, "We need the Warrior's Blade. She is a bridge between the realms. She can get us to Laci Valentine."

" I said. TBC.... Awwwn Jace is actually in love And he is the owner of the institute , so he just wanted Elena close

"You have to promise me something." "Anything you want I would get it for you. Just name it." "It isn't something physical but a wish," I said and a thick silence covered the air. "You aren't saying anything," I tugged at his huge arms with my thin fingers. " I refused to say something because my instincts say you want me to forgive Mia." Gosh! Jace is a wizard. How was he able to know what was on my mind? "Because I can read minds and thoughts," he answered me.

He smiled at her, wiping the remaining tears on her cheeks. “Does he really love me?" Mr. Williams nods his head. “Jace became cold after losing his parents at a young age. He watched as his parents died in front of him. Luckily, before those men could kill him too, I arrived with the police and saved him. He was greatly traumatized and was hospitalized. Despite trying to raise him with love, he still grew up to be cold towards everyone. He believes that people that killed her parents were the people her parents trusted so he lost trust in people.

“Next is Alec. He’s a shifter. Playful, wild, very good-looking. But don’t be fooled. One wrong word, and he’ll turn into a black wolf and break your bones.” “And the last one?” I asked softly. Mira was silent. “His name is Jace,” she said finally. “Nobody knows much about him. He barely comes to class. But they say his eyes are red. Bright red.” Red eyes. My heart skipped. Jace? My Jace? No. It can’t be him. But still… That name. It felt like thunder in my chest. Mira looked at me. “You okay?” I nodded too fast. “Yes. Yeah. I’m fine.”

- Jason, I have to tell you something important. -You know you can count on me for anything, right? -Yes, that's why I need you to do me a favor. -Whatever small -Do not freak out. -I warn you. He looks at me confused. -What? Why? - Jason ...- I murmur. I tell him not to get upset and get upset. -In agreement! - him raises his hands in peace sign - I'll try not to, but tell me. -Do you know who Azael is?

The aura he was giving off felt sinister, making Lily recoil into Jayce's protective body. "What are you?" She asked him. He smiled charmingly at her as he stood up to his full height. He wasn't as tall as the Werewolves, and not quite as slender as Dante, but he was in a class of his own. His black hair spiked, his eyes as dark as an endless void. He wore a black button up with the sleeves rolled up and showed off his own tattoos and black leather pants. "I go by many names, but you may call me Zalakai." He winked at her. Jayce clutched Lily against him.

Jade shut the door after Jacob left, biting her lip as she walked to the bathroom. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, tears falling from her eyes. She hated the person she was becoming - an irritable person with no interest in life who keeps pushing away everyone from her. She didn't want to spend the rest of her life alone but she knew she probably would. Everyone she knew hated her. Rachel, Sergio, Principal Dolan, her teachers, and her classmates all hated her. Sally only pretended to like her because she was her father's wife. Lewis only protected her because he was paid to. Jacob couldn't wait to be rid of her. And Shawn - she had no idea why he was even pretending to like her.

“Trouble in paradise? Let me guess, you need advice from the lowly cousin who is not a Kensington?” I shot him a look, tugging at my already-loosened tie. Jace was my mom’s youngest sister’s son, born out of wedlock. My grandfather tried to buy off his dad, but the guy refused, insisting on being part of Jace’s life. Jace grew up with his father, and went through school funded by our family, but ditched the Kensington name as soon as he turned twenty-one. He wanted nothing to do with the power, the fame, or the money. Instead, he opened this bar and built his own life.