101 Dalmatians Jasper Horace Novels & Stories

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.

Jasper took a bite of a chocolate chip cookie and looked behind him. “Hey, where’s everyone?” he asked, scanning the garden with his eyes for his ‘harem’. “I don’t know,” I replied, hoping that he wouldn’t notice me lying through my teeth. Earlier, when he was looking at the sweets, I motioned for the girls to leave us alone, which they did, thankfully. Jasper reached for a purple apple pie and took a large bite out of it. I saw his sharp, gleaming canines again. I missed seeing them. They were just so cute.

Special Chapters 001 to 006 were oginally only available on the book version of this novel. Hope you love them! *** Rome had been glancing at her wristwatch repeatedly while seated on the garden set, watching her two daughters chase after their great-grandmother Althea Montemayor’s newly purchased puppy. It was a French bulldog. And while the kids tried to catch the little dog, their two-year-old Labrador Retriever, Dolly, was right behind them, happily joining the chase.

“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.

"Well, I don't have the time to take care of him. Please take care of him for a while." Jasper fixed his eyes on her. He smirked and asked meaningfully, "Are you busy?" "Yes," Stella responded. Jasper opened the bag and picked up the dog. It started barking at Stella. Stella touched the dog's head. The little dog was so comfortable that it started whining and licking Stella's hands. Stella smiled happily. Jasper looked at her, and his eyes softened a little. However, he had already made up his mind. He turned around and pressed the button of the elevator.