Shadowhunters Jace Novels & Stories

“You really shouldn’t knock something until you’ve tried it. It’s surprisingly addictive. The shifters are drugged at first—something that stops them from shifting for a little while. Then they’re dumped in the middle of nowhere. When they wake up and are finally on the move, a group of us begin to hunt. Slowly at first, not letting them know we’re there. Then we amp it up. Guns, knives, whips, sledgehammers—you name it, we use it. They always beg in the end.” Oh, the sick bastard. As if he’d sensed Tasha's impulse to slap the asshole, Onyx shook his head slightly at her. She knew why: He didn’t want Ray’s flow to be interrupted. “And then they scream,” continued Ray “God, how they scream. E

When we reach the main bay, the air is thick with tension and diesel. Jace stands near the landing platform, mud splattered up his arms, a cut above his eyebrow. Stevie’s beside him, tablet in hand, scanning the prisoners—four of them, bound and glaring. Wolf shifters, from the scent. Nightshade pack. “Good to see you alive,” I say, clapping Jace on the shoulder. “Wouldn’t miss it, boss,” he says with a crooked grin. “Though the trip got interesting.” I arch a brow. “Define ‘interesting.’”

It looked exactly like the old me with my scar. "While I was overseas," Jace started. "I got a connection to a hunt group called The Agents. Their existence is not often talked about because they keep a very low profile. But they hold a strong power over the werewolf world. They know when things are wrong and punish those responsible. Most times, they kill them. They're commonly known as the Executioners. "I had to leave when I saw how demanding the job was. They're dangerous, Lyric. And right now, they're after you." He tapped the screen. "The old you. They're out to kill you."

“But..the books..” “I know what the books say. And I know..my mother.” Jace flipped a few pages again and landed on something terrifying. There were 5 dark shadows with their eyes all red and glowing. They had claws, sharp enough to slice someone’s neck like butter. “Who are they?” “These are the ones who terrorized the whole village. And they’re the only ones who’re the true reason behind that conflict.” “I need to know who..Hailey. I have to know. I have to clear my mother’s name.”

—echoed like a ticking bomb inside my chest. Why turn himself in now? Why after all this time, after everything he’s done? Because he was done being the hunter. He wanted to become the bait. And we were too grief-drunk to realize it. The Chevres. That name has been vibrating like a warning in my skull. Rosetta. Damon. The whole damn bloodline. They’re still out there. Jace pulled the bike to a stop by a cliff that overlooked a black stretch of forest. Stars bled into the open sky. For a second, it felt like we were just...people.

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.

She had probably thought she could play smart, but I don't care about any damn hair color. I finally removed my hands from her neck. I couldn’t kill her, though I would have loved to do so, for trying to deceive me, but right now, she's very useful. "Don't dare me, Scarlet.." my eyes blazed in anger, as I punched my fist on the wall. I saw her tremble in fright, shaking like a chicken who had been drenched in the rain, well that was how it was supposed to be, I'm Jace Morray!

It was hard to get into the heart of the pack. But he was mere hours away from Frost Moon Pack's main territory when he got a call from Luca, his Beta. “I just heard from the scouts. William was spotted outside the pack house of Frost Moon Pack.” Luca informed him. Jace was in his motel, eating a dry sandwich that he'd bought from a store. He tossed it on the table, standing to his feet at the news. “When?” He was already going to grab his things and his keys. “Early afternoon. He was with a woman.” Luca supplied.

“You’re carrying something else. Something new.” My stomach turned cold. I backed up a step. He followed. “I don’t want trouble,” I said. “I do.” His wolf surged just beneath his skin, claws flicking out. But before he could lunge, a growl split the air. Not mine. **Jace.** He stepped from the shadows like a storm. Taller. Stronger. Eyes burning like fire. He didn’t shift but he didn’t have to. The rogue ran without a second thought.

she shrieked as she coughed blood, scrambling to her feet, her golden eyes wide with sudden paralyzing terror. In the center of the ruined room, Jace hovered in the air for a fraction of a second, surrounded by a swirling storm of liquid moonlight. His long, silver-grey hair whipped wildly around his face, glowing with a brilliant, celestial fire. His Null heat was instantly swallowed by a wave of pure, divine authority. “I CAN’T BE MARKED BY ANYONE EXCEPT ELIAS!” Jace spoke again. His spine snapped upward. His bones cracked and reshaped in a blinding flash of silver energy.