Novel & Cerita Shadowhunters Jace Herondale

But the heir’s stare was steady, unyielding. “My mother was of the Shadowblood line,” he said at last. “I inherited… this.” He gestured vaguely to the darkness curling at his boots. “I didn’t know what it meant until the Creed found me.” “And now?” she asked. “Now I know they’ll never stop coming.” A knock at the door broke the moment. One of the scouts stepped in, snow melting from his cloak. “My lady. You need to hear this.” The heir straightened. “Speak.”

Now separated, Jace and Ava must reunite with their packmates as a mysterious group of hunters track them down, and uncover secrets of their past. -*- HELLO READERS! WELCOME to part 2 of TAO: Cursed Souls and Lost Heirs. Before we begin, I wanted to celebrate and thank everyone for your wonderful support! Once again, I can't thank y'all enough for all the wonderful support y'all have given me for this book. I never thought such an experimental work would become one of my main series (if you can call it that lmao). Y'all rock, and I am so happy to have you on this journey!

“Do I look like your personal servant? Or are you just delusional enough to think I’m your bitch?” “Oh, don’t be dramatic,” I said, grinning as I threw another bag his way. “Think of it as character building.” Jace was opening his mouth to retort when a new voice cut in, dripping with amusement. “Need some help?” Hunter appeared like a ghost, his sudden presence making both Jace and me jump. His grin was infuriatingly smug as he reached for one of the bags, ignoring Jace’s glare entirely. “Where do you want these, little monster?” he asked, hoisting the bag onto his shoulder effortlessly.

He's wearing dark blue jeans, a white t-shirt, and a baseball cap with a giant B in the center. “You finally ready?” he asks. “Ready for what?” “For your tour of the city.” He holds out his arms and smiles. “Welcome to Boston, I'm Jace Herondale and I'll be your tour guide today.” “Wait, what? I didn't—” “Ask me? I know, my sister did. So, here I am.” He looks down at his phone and pulls the keys from his pocket. “Let's go, I know this great coffee shop up on Newbury Street.”

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

They wore sleeveless shirts, showing off the big arms covered in tattoos. What has he gotten himself into? I half ran towards them. One of them turned slowly, his eyes landing on me. “Are you Charlotte Hale?” he asked calmly. My breath caught. My eyes darted between the men standing beside Jace. “Yes.” Everything that happened next was like a scene from a crime movie. Before I could blink, one of the men lifted his gun and smashed the butt of it against Jace’s head. Jace fell to the ground with a thud and lay there, unconscious.

He had never cared, he only strived for power. I looked at the elder but my lips froze in response. Sylus violently cleared his throat, a low, guttural sound that rumbled deep in his chest, I flinched. He didn't like to be kept waiting --- and I knew what that meant. "I do." I mumbled, swallowing the lump in my throat. The elder turned to him. "Do you accept Hazel Shadowfell as your mate and Luna to stand beside you as you lead the Blackwood pack to protect and cherish as long as the moon shines?"

A few group of men took off running in different directions as I walked up to Jace. “We are on schedule. Here is your ear piece and a few other fun items.” Jace pushed a bottle of chloroform, a rag and few grenades. “Thanks.” Jace did a double take. I was no longer in control. My wolf forced his way in and there was no stopping him. He needed this and as much as I wanted to be the one to do it, he was the man for the job. Nothing will keep him from getting his mate. “Ready?” Alec asked from behind me.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

None of them had been safe and no one had tried to help them except for whoever left the anonymous tip all those months ago. A knock on the door pulled Lucas from his thoughts, serious hazel eyes lifting in time to see Johnny push the door open and stroll in. It was terrifyingly uncanny how much he looked like his father with his sharp jaw, crooked smile and silver eyes. The only hints of his Greek heritage (courtesy of Johnny's mother) were his dark brown hair and olive skin. The Kade boys all shared the same dark hair and olive skin tone from their mother, but Johnny was the only one to inherit his father's silver orbs.