Shadowhunters Jace Novels & Stories

He began wincing in pain. “I am both Hunter and Wolf. This is just my hunter's side. You do not want to meet my wolf.” She whispered into his ear. Kellen whimpered, fighting in the chair to get his arm free from Nora. Jace stood slowly and fought against the waves of energy Nora was sending out. He made it to her side and placed his hand on top of hers. Ignoring the pain. Nora blinked her glow fading as she felt Jace. She let go of Kellen’s hand and stepped back into Jace. He wrapped his arms around her tightly. She looked out across the room. A mix of emotions. Logan, Asher, Dante, and Zeke impressed and were proud. Chadwick and Kellen were scared when Grayson seemed to just take it all in.

One brutal twist of his neck and the spine gave up, completely, broken in half. Caleb was a blur, dark-brown fur and burning ash. The middle brother thrived in the mess, using the falling debris like a weapon of his own. He vaulted off a collapsing pillar, landing squarely on the chest of a towering Lycan. His claws went through thick armor like it was paper Jace, sleek stormy-grey phantom, moved through the smoke like water. No big roar, no theatrics. He just killed. He slid between the assassins’ heavy slow swings, severing hamstrings and ripping throats out with surgical precision that was terrifying in how clean it looked.

💖 ¤¤¤BLACK SHADOW PACK ALPHA and LUNA: Jackson “Jace” Galhart and Amara Grace Mikaelson Galhart (SHE'S THE LUNA I WANT) PARENTS: Jace - Alpha Jacob and Luna Clair (HE’S MY ALPHA) Amara - Alpha Aeon and Alexa of the Blood Moon Pack SIBLINGS: Jace - Catherine Amara - Alonso “Uno” or “Scooby” PUPS: Colton, Amelie Jasmine “AJ”, and Jackie

ALEXIS'S POV Jace walks through the door , followed by Michael and Alec . Jace was the only one half naked , wearing nothing except boxers . I look away instantly . His eyes were boring into me . I couldn't stop myself from being drawn to them and looking , only to find that they were pure black and deadly . Scar man pushes me harshly aside and I fall to the ground , losing my balance . Jace growls murderously . He charges forward as Scar man cocks back his rifle and shoots him .

But none of it mattered. Because in the chaos, Jace never flinched. He simply smiled through the storm as the circle carved beneath his feet lit up with violet ash. He was ready for this. “Welcome to the game, little queen,” he whispered, his eyes locked on mine. And then Damon’s hand found mine, burning-hot and desperate, just as the circle exploded between us and hurled us apart.

Dante’s husky voice echoed like thunder as he spoke and made his way past Jace to his room, he’d just ordered for Valerie to be followed, he’d ordered for every of her movement to be reported and even though it was part of his job, he still felt bad for doing it to Valerie. Alexei paced around in his room in anger, Jace had just put Valerie in the spotlight and now the whole society have their eyes on her, he couldn’t warn her because his position in the society was classified, no one knew he was an hunter except a few that probably had one or two families in the society. He smashed the mirror on the wall in anger as Jace’s voice kept echoing in his head, at the back of his mind and he could

Bella turned towards the man, finding Jace Mendoza leaning on the door frame in all his glory. Her eyes widened, not expecting the man to pay her a surprise visit. Last she heard, he was in Colombia doing a top-secret mission of sorts. Said mission must've been over if he was already here standing in front of Bella. "Didn't know you were coming, shadow. You should've told me before hand." Bella spoke, before continuing what she was doing. "Why? Am I not welcome?" Jace-- or Shadow, asked. Like Bella, Jace Mendoza was an assassin who graduated from the same academy as her. He was known as Shadow, notorious for his stealth and skill to keep himself hidden as his name suggests.

A heavy yet muscular mass was pinning me to the ground. Coach Hendersen blew his whistle. I opened my eyes and blinked. Jace's face was only four inches away from mine. His eyes were bright and matching his lips, smiling. I could smell his cologne. It was a musky yet sweet fragrance. I could feel the sweat dripping from his shirt and onto my skin. I tried to steady my breath as I recognized the situation—Jace Storme was on top of me, sweating and smiling. Had I died and gone to heaven?

I still don't know what's going through his mind. "Do you want me to?" He asks, looking at me with an unreadable expression. I nod my head. "Yes, I do." I whisper. Jace gets undressed, making it extremely hard not to look at his dick. Jace takes my hand and steps into the shower. I step in with him and the hot water pours down over us. I watch as the water forms little streams that roll down Jace's muscular chest and stomach. I desperately want to follow those streams of water with my hands, but I don't think that is something Jace wants.

even turned me to be one of his official assassins or Hunter when I only turned thirteen or twelve years old, I can't remember. I'm the youngest Hunter in history because most people become hunters or assassins in their late twenties. Of course, they don't know anything about my identity and my real name. Due to Headmaster or dad hate it when I call him Headmaster. I don't even know how he did it. But they all know me as one of the deadly Hunters and one of seven deadly killers under the Headmaster. I killed werewolves, vampires, witches, demons, and even devils for most of my missions. I'm not like the other heartless hunters who kill every creature that catches their sight, not me. But tha