Jace Carson Novels & Stories

Her effeminate-looking face and her custom-made expensive dress made her look like a princess from a tv show and her appearance could easily move any man. “Welcome, Mister Granr” The organizer went over to greet and shake hands with Lucas when he suddenly heard a commotion from the entrance. Someone said, “Jace Quad from the Sun city is here.....” A luxury custom Rolls Royce came up at the entrance. Jace Quad was truly worthy of being a legend big name on the streets of fame. His aura was extraordinary and he had a natural high-born–bearing. Jace Quad and Lucas Grant were both legends that were comparable in strength.

Like cowards couldn't accept what they were doing. “My name is Jace Knight, Alpha of the Cross River Pack.” Jace answered, “Good.” Bruce said shifting as if he was trying to decide the next step. “I like long walks on the beach, star gazing, and home cooked meals.” Jace added a cocky smile on his face.

I shifted the topic and looked away from the portrait as Edwin picked up his pen and signed the deal. "Yeah. I have known a lot, but not many of them are close to me or like a brother like Jace. Anyway, you might be familiar with him," the corner of Edwin's lip rose to a smile. "No. I don't know him. This is my first time getting to see his photo. Who is he?" I feigned ignorance. Edwin looked at me thoughtfully and smiled. "Jace is a politician and a philanthropist in Turkey Island. I'm sure you know of that city."

Perfection, that is all I could say about my life with Jake now. Everything was too perfect as if...it wasn't even real like it was all just a dream that could be snatched away if I dared to blink an eye. Jake was everything I have ever dreamed of, he was too handsome with a body built for a Greek God but he worked for it day and night. Working out was like something werewolves had to do without even thinking about it, they just did it because it's in their nature. Jake cared for me, I couldn't complain really but ever since he found out he was born of royalty he has been...distracted.

Three years ago. Jace's POV. I don't regret doing what I did. I did it for Cass, I fucked with a one point nine million dollar car for Cassandra Richardson and I'm not even shaken by it, let alone regret it. I've thought about her since I got locked in here, I don't think I've realized it but Cass and I have a lot in common, she understands me more than I understand myself and we haven't even known each other for that long.

She only blushed. She shook her head. “I’m not having a baby Charlie!!” “Yet.” Ace said with a smirk. He came down with a half-way buttoned up shirt, it was black which matched them all since everyone was wearing a black shirt. He had his hair a little bit wet and his tats on his neck made him irresistible. Plus his smell made her toes curl. Alex, Charlie and Sarah noticed how hot she was becoming as she was looking at her mate to which they only winked at each other.

V Ms. Samuels told me not to talk to Jace, but I have a crush on him. I can't help it. He's like a Greek god. Smooth skin, bright green eyes, brown hair cut low in the back, sharp cheek bones, perfect eye brows, perfect lips, deep dimples and don't forget that smile. Oh my god. That smile. His body was to die for, its obvious he plays some kind of sports. How can you not have a crush on God's masterpiece?

I turned my eyes desperately toward the center of the living room, trying to find a way through the crowd to the library. And that’s when I saw him. Jace was leaning against the grand piano, a red cup held loosely in his large, calloused hand. He was surrounded by the top-tier athletes and campus queens, looking completely in his element; untouchable, arrogant, and flawless. But he wasn't laughing.

I looked out the window and we were in fact at the campus. I let out a breath, squared my shoulder and stepped out of the car. The fresh crisped air hit me and I couldn't help but breathe it in. We were finally here. I said a little prayer,hoping the dean would listen to me Jace may not look devastated bit football is his entire life, losing his scholarship and being kicked out of the team was probably destroying him inside but he was too stubborn to show it “Alright, what's the plan again?” Jace asked, falling into steps beside me.

Her phone buzzed in her bag. Lucian: Don't wait up. Working late. Caliste sighed. Typical. She slipped her phone away and turned a corner— —and collided into someone's chest. "Oh—! I'm sorry, I—" "Caliste?" She looked up, blinking fast. The voice was warm, stunned, a memory brought to life. Jace Carter. He looked just as she remembered—only older now, more polished. Still with that boyish softness in his smile and dark brown eyes that once confess his feelings for her, but she was then married to Lucian. He was the son of a powerful senator.