Shadowhunters Jace Novels & Stories

“I'm now okay, Jace. I have totally found justice for my brother and uncle. All this time, we have no idea that the real killer was just beside us.” I could feel Jace tightened his hug on me and I am so happy because he did his best to catch the enemy. He even brought him to me and by that I realized, Jace was totally powerful. “I can't believe it, too, Margaux. The time that I discovered that Jack was the killer, I felt so shocked because he's part of my team. But that incident taught me some lessons that we cannot assure the loyalty of the werewolves. We have no idea that our real enemies were just beside us, waiting for an attack.”

In a second his hand was snatched away by a tall and pale man with red eyes. “If you want to keep your hands, I suggest you not touch her.” “Sorry, what are you guys?” “Oh, right you were a human before your transition. I’m a vampire, my name is Mercer, this beautiful woman is my mate Elodie. She just so happens to be a Jinn. Don’t worry Ard’al will explain everything to you when you start your training.”

Swoosh! There was a flicker. Then, a man appeared before James, blocking the aggressor’s path. Wearing a black robe, the man looked about twenty-five years of age. Not only that, but he had a somewhat handsome-looking face. His face darkened as he glared at the middle-aged man and roared, “Get lost!” He was Jace Sterling. Sensing that someone was up to no good, Lucifer said, “If anyone dares harm James, the Hadean Clan shall annihilate his entire sect!”

he continues before letting me go and meeting my gaze. I tilt my head. "The nightcrawlers. It turns out they're not what I thought they are. Remember when you met Syria?" I nodded. "You healed her and brought her back, and she was a nightcrawler," he says. I went silent for a few seconds before I realized something and my eyes snap at him. Yes, I remember now. Syria was a nightcrawler, and when I touched her... "That means all the others are..." I looked at Hunter who nods before saying, "Dragon shifters. They were cursed, but you can lift it. You can save them, just like you saved Syria," he tells me as I step back and gasp.

I tugged on my hand. “What’s wrong?,” I asked. “That’s Carson. He is going to kill everything in the forest and I am not trying to be close enough to it to be one of his victims.” I jerked my wrist away from him. He turned towards me as another animal cried in agony. I put my hands on my hips, glaring at him. “Why would he be killing everything?” He ran his hand through his hair. “Tasha, listen to me. Falcon and Carson are very close. Like the same soul close. Falcon and Carson have both claimed you as theirs. They will also both kill to have you. You should have told me.”

His eyes are permanently shifting between crimson and a rich oceanic blue. Why on earth did I have to act like a bitch when I know I have no chance of surviving? I quickly closed my eyes and braced myself for death once more when he leapt. When I can’t feel any physical discomfort induced by his violent actions, I carefully open each eye to see if the Lycan is still there. Instead of harming me, he is wreaking havoc on the trees around us. "Stop." He is unresponsive. “Stop.” He doesn’t listen. “STOP.” He doesn’t stop and he keeps ripping another tree out and sending it across to another one.

Staff moved around prepping brunch, Lena stole pastries off trays, and I tried to look like a girl who was completely normal and unaffected and not hiding from anybody’s father. Then he walked in. Jace Steadman. Black sweater. Dark slacks. Rolled-up sleeves. A presence that filled the room like gravity. I panicked so hard I almost dropped my mug. He glanced at me — barely. Just enough to acknowledge I existed. Just enough to wreck my heartbeat. Then he returned to speaking with a chef about inventory. I turned to Lena, whispering, “See? I’m not avoiding him.” She deadpanned. “You’re whispering behind a pillar.”

Hunter explained. "Need any assistance?" Jackson offered. Hunter smiled. "She kicked you out, didn't she?" "She did," Jackson admitted with a nod. "I've got this. Hakun's spoiled Jade rotten anyway," Hunter replied. Downstairs was a mix of vampires, witches, and wolves, pretty much the usual crowd. Zarek and Aylani, Lucas and Ava, Kayla, Marco, Damian, and Hannah were all there, milling about. Hunter finally made his way down with Jade on his arm, handing her off to Hakun like a prized package.

Lilith may be a Blood Succubus, but faced with someone who could withstand her suppression, she wouldn't be able to do much. Alucard was like a dark shadow that moved with the Noonday Sun. His eyes flashed brightly as he dashed into Tucker's path and threw a punch. That seemingly insignificant punch was filled with the power of a million stars, and Tucker could feel his body being pushed back by the powerful force if the punch. And it hadn't even struck him yet!

And I won't stop until I kill her and her spineless boyfriend Damon, just like they did to me in my past life A howl cut through the dawn again. I tensed, claws out. “Incoming!” I yelled. The pack shifted, weapons drawn. Jace checked the perimeter, nodding. “Clear for now,” he called. Dax sharpened his blade, grunting. The tension built, hope mixing with fear. I hacked a drone, scouting ahead. “Movement!” I shouted, showing the screen. Gabriel cursed, pacing. “I won't let them get away,” he growled.