Jace X Helaena Novels & Stories

"Please... stop." "Why didn't you tell me? Why hide it?" Elias continued teasing Jace's body. He himself was already hard and desperately wanted to be touched by Jace too...but his brain was more focused on feeding the imagination of Jace that he has...feeding it through all his senses to make up for the eye sight that he didn't have. "Ahhhnnn....Cause I didn't want you doing this to me. I didn't ask for this," Jace whispered, still moaning. "I never wanted to have heat cycle's..I'm a Null."

. The girl moves forward. “Hi, Jelena. I’m Nevaeh, and that hot blond that walked in with me is Cassia.” She looks back to the hot blond in question. She and Mathias stepped to the side. They seem to be arguing. Then suddenly, she’s in his arms, and they’re kissing. I look back at the group with my eyebrows arched. Neveah laughs, waving her hand in their direction. “Don’t mind them. Cassia is Mathias’ mate. Mikhail, here is my mate. So you’re a werewolf, huh?” She says curiously. I look at Mikhail, who seems amused by his mate’s chatter. Azazel, on the other hand, chuckles. “Bloody hell Nevaeh. Quit acting star struck every time you meet a supernatural.” Nevaeh slaps him in the stomach. “Com

Brittany, who had been watching the whole thing on the corner through her phone camera whispered to her friend, “Wait, did he just call her Lena? Like the same Lena we all know or a different one? I turned to see him still standing right in front of us, his hand clenched into a fist at his side, his eyes locked on where Noah was holding me. “You know… many people tried to convince me to do this subtly, to follow petty plots and waste my fucking time with mind games just so you could come back to your senses, Lena, and realize that you belong with me!” Jace shook his head angrily, “But I get now... I can’t do that shit. I can’t fucking plan or… fucking pretend or whatever the fuck else. I wa

our mother said, calling out their names one by one. "No, mother. This brat should know her place." Nicholas smirked at me as he finished his statement. "Being the laughing stock of Silvania is pathetically shameful enough for us, the Helans. If Celare leaves Silvania, she won't be able to drag us down any longer." My hand was clenched. Their words hurt me, and they are insensitive to my feelings at all times. Whatever I do to ignore my siblings' opinions, I always fall short of my own expectations.

Anastacia’s POV It started with a tender feeling on my cheek, too real to be a dream, It came as a shock when I opened my eyes just to see Jace so close to me, his hands on my neck. “ Please don't kill me!” I screamed running to the far end of the bed, to save myself from the deadly clutches of his hands. He stood before me, his mouth slightly gaped open, As he gawked at me. “ Why would you say that?” he asked, my eyes strolling over to the tray of food on the table, was he planning to strangle me, and eat beside my corpse?

I didn't have time for women, I didn't have time to live. I hesitantly wrapped my hand around Hazel's small figure, she was so small in my arms and she fitted perfectly. I rubbed her back gently, stealing some knowledge from Hades. Hades is good with women and I would watch him silently as ladies sat on his laps.Lycan ladies tried to seduce me whenever we attended parties with Hades and Gamma Jonas but I never showed any interest in them. My mind was always occupied with accomplishing what my dad started. Hazel cried even more when I rubbed her back and I didn't know what to do next. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, her scent hit my nostrils and I inhaled deeply. She smelled of cocon

** HELENA When Aaron and I got to the bottom stair, Felix appeared and glared straight at me. "Where are you going?" He glared at our joined hands and I quickly stiffened. "I just asked Aaron if we can go out to grab something to eat." I looked straight at his face and returned the glare. "And I think that's a bad idea. Why the hell are you going with someone who killed our father, Helena? It did you forget about our father?" Felix said, he was seething. A sharp pain erupted in my chest and I felt Aaron squeeze my hand.

He bared his teeth, and his eyes glinted dangerously in the moonlight. "Drake is our enemy too," he said. "We won't let you hunt him without a fight." Helena realized that she was in a difficult situation. She knew that she couldn't fight the werewolves and hunt Drake at the same time. She needed to find a way to convince Seth to let her go. "I understand your concern," she said. "But I have a job to do. And I can't let anything get in the way of that." Seth looked like he was about to attack her, but then he seemed to hesitate. He looked into Helena's eyes, searching for something.

"Yes, child. You wish to save your mate, not so?" My jaw clenches and I bite the inside of my cheek. "If you have an offer to make, I suggest you get to it. Now." Her fingers slide from my arm, and they rise to tug at the collar of her voluminous gown. "Hekate is the enemy. You must never forget that. His actions resulted in the death of his mate. Had he not been cruel, had he not killed so many, he would not have earned a target on his back, and family.

Isabelle and Philip worked from the rooftop, while Jerry and Aria made their way inside. The first room was empty. The second, too. But in the third— Helena. She stood before a server wall, her silver hair pinned up, fingers flying across a virtual screen. She turned slowly as Aria stepped forward. “I was expecting him,” Helena said, her voice like cold water. “But you’re more interesting.” Aria kept her stance firm. “You built Hekate.” “I gave it life. Creed gave it purpose.” Jerry leveled his voice. “What purpose? Control?”