Shadowhunters Jace Herondale Novels & Stories

He was instinct, precision, authority. My pulse spiked. The blast split the corridor in half. For a second, I saw nothing but flame. Then Jace stepped through smoke, part-ghost, part-avalanche. His coat torn, one shoulder bleeding, eyes unreadable. Not rogue. Not loyal. Just something furious and loose. “Diversion,” Damon said, but I couldn’t look away. Jace didn’t blink. He just walked into hell like it owed him. “Damon… what?” Jace emerged, moving like a storm. Explosives detonated behind him, sparks flying, panels tearing free. He drew the intruder’s attention.

Before I could think further, my phone buzzed. Unknown Number. I frowned and picked it up. “Lucien.” A voice I hadn’t heard in years. Cold. Familiar. “Who is this?” “Tell your wife that Jace is back in town.” My blood ran cold. He wasn’t the kind of man to walk blindly into fire of course he knew who jace was— and Zara Black was a goddamn inferno. Beautiful, arrogant, unpredictable. She was chaos dressed in couture. And he wasn’t about to let that chaos burn him alive. So, he did what he did best, he did his research beforehe married her — he hunted. Quietly. Meticulously. He pulled strings, activated contacts, paid off disgruntled ex-employees, and followed digital breadcrumbs she thought s

Jace said in a calm but firm tone. “Dante’s coming to you he’s gonna help tract them. I will send more people if needed. We will find her Zeke.” Jace said quietly as he hung up. “You're not going anywhere alone.” Jace said, looking at Nora. “Asher?” Nora said worried, she felt better that Jace was able to talk to Zeke. “He shifted and Xander took over. Matt is trying to track Xander; he's shifted and taken off after him.” Jace let out a breath, everything was spiraling.

Hunter I stumbled down the dark corridor, my unsteady footsteps echoing softly off the stone walls. The flickering torches lining the hallway seemed to sway with my unsteady gait. I’d spent the evening drowning my sorrows with Jace, who had, surprisingly, turned out to be even more drunk than me. The night at the tavern had begun as an attempt to escape the relentless thoughts that haunted my mind, but it had spiraled into a drama-filled ordeal that left me as the reluctant voice of reason, pulling Jace away from further chaos.

She grabbed his arm and pulled, but he didn’t budge. “Kyrell, you’ll kill him!” She screamed, her voice raw. It was what got to him. Kyrell grunted, chest heaving like a wild animal, and forced himself to step back. Jace lay slumped against the ground, his face a bloody ruin. And yet, he smiled. A sadistic, fleeting little smile before his eyes rolled back and darkness claimed him. ***

Hunter replied coolly. “Nothing personal? Nothing personal?” I screamed. “You ruined my reputation. My chances to get into a decent college. And took a year of my fucking life!” “Keep her here,” Jace instructed, letting go of me. Hunter took over, spinning me around, so my back was against his chest, and wrapped his arms around me to hold me still. Unlike Jace, he was too smart to my liking and hooked a leg around mine, so I couldn’t kick either. I was locked into one place and couldn’t do a damned thing about it.

she murmured, “and I already love you.” Authors Note: First off, I would like to dedicate this chapter to my lovely cousin for her dedication to rescuing possum babies. It's not a possum, but same situation. Thank you so much for joining Tasha and her mates on their journey to find true love. I hope to see you all join Osprey and his siblings on their own individual paths to find their mates and happiness. Osprey will be next and his story will incorporate Elena's. Theirs will be followed by Gerald's and Annie's. Then will come Pricsilla's. Last but not least Toya and Hannah will find their true loves. All of this is subject to change but for right now this is the plan. If you are interested

he said with a tone of frustration in his voice. He called then through the phone. A few minutes later they walked inside, able-bodied men with heavily built muscles. All of them bowed to me out of respect, except one. He walked to me and stretched forth his hand with a smile. “You must be Grim the hybrid. I am Jace Montero,” he said. My eyes darted to Hunter, who had an ‘I don't know what went to his head’ look. My eyes moved back to Jace; most of his body was covered with tattoos and a scar by his neck.

After hearing from my father I realized that Jace is grieving , that he never healed from the pain he felt after the loss of his parents and in such a manner, he never went back to the real him, seems like that person died with his parents and that one thing I could relate with, looking at how Gemini was a total shadow of herself when she lost her parents in that freak accident that happened. I long ago stopped hating Jace but has grown to really like him even , so when the whole phantom thing was found out I was very worried for him and would have gone to see him if not for the fact that the phantoms were witches and they can read minds, we don’t want them realising that the hybrid they so

More security around the mansion was taken out with silencers as we continued to search the mansion for Kacey and Milly hoping they were still alive. Jace I needed to get her to talk so far everything I did was having no effect whatsoever. I rocked her to sleep last night after what had happened between us. I felt guilty for letting the demon side of me out but now that guild has gone it was a new day and I had a good feeling today. I closed the door behind me smiling. She was so young I couldn’t understand why she had chosen to waste her life on the Greens. She was so delicate and sensitive. They were evil but not as evil as Valentino but the worst Mafia family here in the U.K. was Undoubte