101 Dalmatians Jasper Horace Novels & Stories

Sonnia seemed unfazed by it and generously ordered more than ten dishes to be shared by the three of them. As soon as the menu was handed out to them, she excitedly announced before leaving, "Hang on for a minute. Let me bring a friend over." She returned a while later, this time with a black Labrador in tow. "This dog belongs to the boss, Alban Jones." Hilda stared at the big, black dog, wondering whether its name was Corrado. True enough, its collar revealed the truth, it really was Corrado. Corrado immediately took a liking to Hilda, as if she was an old friend whom he had not seen in years. He lunged forward to give her a big sloppy kiss but was stopped in time by Alban.

he answered. That dog was the offspring of the pet dog Dad bought me when I was a child. And my dog passed away the second year I became Derek's mate. Jasper's words stirred something in me. I asked quickly, "Do you have any photos of it?" "Yep," he answered. He quickly opened his phone gallery and showed me a pic of a Labrador lying under a cherry blossom tree, looking up at the blossoms. "It's Tucker!" I exclaimed.

No hint of surprise, just an 'oh well' attitude and a pretty smug expression. "It's called falling in love.... the wolf version anyway. Jasper just found his forever mate, and frankly, I do like a good bit of drama in the family. Well, isn't this another layer to add to a seriously strange story." Leyanne is almost cheery with the turn of events and Jasper is white and panic stricken and looks like he's about to throw up. Meanwhile Carmen is on her ass, outright staring his way with a devastated air of freak out all over her and doesn't seem to be able to respond in any kind of way at all.

They weren't lying, they hadn't seen the boy, there wasn't even a single trace of Noah's scent on them. PUPPY’s pov Jasper and I decided to show off our new acquisition. Me. They led me through the park, while those close by watched us and even whispered among themselves. "Yes, I know you all are wondering about our new puppy. Well, Camille here, gave birth to him. And since she's given me such a strong pup, I'm definitely going to marry her!" Jasper announced out loud, and I just rolled my eyes. "And such a strong pup he really is, after all, he is a descendant of the legendary moon goddess." Jasper added proudly, and hushed gasps escaped the lips of the crowd present.

"I guess," Jasper replied as he kept driving while scratching his wrist. "Stop! Stop the car!" Renee quickly said. "Why did you come with me if you're allergic to dogs? Just stop the car—I'll get a cab." He was Jasper Zeller, the heir to the richest family of Jormund—if the allergy proved lethal, she really couldn't bear the responsibility! "It's alright," he insisted nonetheless. "It already happened anyway—I just have to bear with it now."

Dahlia pov: Chase speaks up for the first time in quite a while, "Hey, did Jasper always look after you?"I spot Ajax gives Chase a look to say 'dont go there' but he does, Jasper glares at him, and I respond hesitatantly. "um, not exactly, when our parents died when I was young, but Jas couldn't look after me then, we went to a care home"

Damian, reduced to a whimpering, broken mess, offered no resistance. Finally, seeing Damian is on his way to hell like he should, Jasper stepped back, breathing heavily. Julian straightened up, brushing imaginary dust from his perfectly tailored suit. "Satisfied?" Julian asked, his voice devoid of emotion. "Not entirely," Jasper said, his eyes still burning with anger. "But it will do." They dragged Damian back into his car, arranging him in the driver's seat. Julian expertly manipulated the pedals and steering wheel, orchestrating a scene of drunken recklessness. Jasper poured a bottle of expensive whiskey over Damian's clothes.

“You said you wanted a deal with me; I’m here now.” Jasper smiled, taking a few steps forward with his hands still placed inside both pockets. He stared at her, his eyes raking through her breathtaking figure, until they landed on her bump. A surge of anger coursed through his veins as reality hit him hard in the face. He’d almost forgotten that she was carrying a baby that wasn’t his. “You’re moving too fast, princess,” Darwin said, teasing her with his fingers tracing her jawline. “How about we take things slow?”

"Are you telling me that this woman is a savage wolf?" "No, she is not." Jasper replied firmly. Hilda knew that her husband, Jasper had grown up as an orphan in a wild forest near the Iron Crest pack where the savage wolves lived. It was a miracle that he didn't turn out to become one when her father had brought him into the pack when he returned from a hunt. Despite his extensive knowledge about them, Jasper abhorred the savage wolves and killed them on sight without any mercy because he later found out that one of them killed his mother when he was little. If Giselle really was a savage wolf, she was sure that he wouldn't have let her walk away so easily.

He waited for Jasper's next attack, his eyes fixed on his opponent, his muscles coiled like springs. As Jasper charged, Damian struck, his massive paw swatting Jasper aside like an insect. Jasper crashed into the marble floor, his body broken, his left eye gouged out by Damian's razor-sharp claw. Jasper's wolf form dissipated, his human form writhing in agony, his screams echoing through the chamber.