Jace Wayland Novels & Stories

Jace said. "Jace," Daddy C warned him, as he glared at him. "I'd give up the position in the pack. Oh, I forgot to tell you one thing. You must have heard it, perhaps. I'm the head Gamma of the Council pack." He smirked. I squealed happily and hopped forward, opening my one arm. "Congratulations. I know you'll fulfill your dreams." Drake kept his arm around me. He is also part of NineA now. Getting up, he strode forward using his wolf speed and curled his hand around my wrist. Drake was already holding me by the shoulder, saving me from the fall.

He sniffed his pits and found that they didn't stink so he didn't bother with deodorant, then he splashed his face with cold water, which helped to revive him. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw that his bed had been made. His eyes moved to the young man where he was standing between their two beds. "We have to make up our own beds before breakfast." The boy placed his hands on his narrow hips. He was standing like he was superman or Peter Pan. Troy wanted to laugh but that was probably the medicine. "I'm Jace. Jace Macadue." He was dressed in street clothes, wearing strangely patterned slacks as if he should be off golfing, and a black hoodie. He also wore slippers on his feet.

with confusion, I snarl. Mr. De Leon raises his eyebrows in amazement. "Jonathan Christopher is the long name for Jace, the name is Jace so my mom just expanded it without putting the De Leon so that I can go to high school in peace like a normal kid to save me from the questioning about going to school for regular kids." I smiled like a maniac, I knew I've meant him before but then he was a boy, but now! Jeez, he has grown up to become one sexy hot meat, He was my first crush back then.

Very overwhelming. Jace is a human lie detector. He’s never been wrong. Jace is another reason we’ve always known that the stories of ole are lies. Being selected to be a mate in a harem is a direct blessing from the Gods. We’ve always known the truth, we didn’t share it with others, but we knew.

What I said must have cut deep to get the reaction I did. “I can’t seem to see what I’m pushing, Darwin. She’s a banished one like they are, is she not? What? Everyone has suddenly developed a soft spot for her, and now I’m the bad guy?” I scoffed and turned to Jace. He quietly stood at a corner, the dimmest corner of the room, leaning against the wall. “What do you think, Jace? Am I the devil too?” Jace was our cousin, the son of our uncle Ivan, who was also involved in the trafficking ring - although indirectly. Father brought him to us after he promised uncle Ivan he would take care of him on his deathbed.

I chuckled. "Hello, Jace. How are you doing?" I reply back. "I am doing really good, Grayson. My son was born a week ago." Now that I think about it no one really knows anything about Jace. What Jace just told me, it is not his fault. "Well, congratulations. I am sorry that I took you away from your son." Jace is human and has been working for the pack for years. He is the only P.I I will trust with my life.

Even though the White Warrior clan was small, every wolf could take down several before falling dead. "Linking your Gamma, Kayden Hart? Since when have you become scared of fighting alone?" I heard Jace's cold voice before I could see the smirk on his face. Jace was Sienna's cousin and my equal in fighting skills. Kiki and I would have stood some chance if it was just him and a couple of other wolves but Victoria convinced him to bring almost all of their young fighters, over thirteen or so, who emerged from behind the boulders and pillars with a predatory stance.

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

“You didn’t have to do that.” “Yes, I did,” he whispered, pressing his lips to my shoulder. He lets his lips linger there for a moment before he pulled away, breathing against my neck as he did. “I should have done it a long time ago. I was wrong to delay it until now.” I turned in his arms, searching his eyes for hesitation, but there wasn’t any. Just sincerity. Just warmth. Just Damon. “I’ve never belonged anywhere, Damon,” I admitted, barely able to find my voice. “Turn My parents have died. Even when I lived here, I was always the Omega, the outcast, the orphan who everyone pitied.”

He hasn't even marked me yet. “The jerk rejected me.” “I know, but that doesn't mean we won't feel the pain. What if we don't find another mate again after he dies?” Rafe isn't a monster. I was sure he wouldn't kill Jace. Perhaps, he would only warn him to stay away from me. Jace isn't a nobody, he owns the largest conglomerate in the Silverclaw pack and also has connection with the mafia. “Jace Hogan came from the family of Mafias,”