101 Dalmatians Jasper Horace Novels & Stories

The outpost attack had ignited her anger, a simmering rage at Veyra's cult that made her fists clench involuntarily. Jasper brought up the rear, his shaggy brown hair plastered to his forehead, hazel eyes narrowed in concentration as he sniffed the air, his moon tattoo on his wrist glowing faintly. At twenty-three, his lean frame and strategic mind made him the pack's quiet observer, his wool shirt and breeches practical for the trek. Dusk, his calm but cunning wolf, heightened his senses, but emotions weighed on him: concern for the pack's unity, a subtle affection for Mara that he kept hidden, and a growing unease from the scents teasing his nose—something off, familiar yet wrong.

I just want all her money before I send her to live in hell like we did to The Adams and jones your brother. " so what are you going to show me ? " Dale stood up and walked coquettishly to the bedside drawer, she pulled a piece of paper. " honey here is the suprise, guess what" she strecthed the paper to jasper. I am not good at guessing" jasper opened the envelope. the next second he sprang up from the couch, "Dale? I can't believe you have been fucking around! I am sterile! I am not capable of impregnating any woman!.

CASPIAN'S POV She wasn’t saying anything. She wasn’t screaming. She wasn’t panicking (if her steady heartbeat was anything to go by). She wasn’t even crying. She was just still. And I found that I was the one who was panicking. “Uh Cas, we have a problem,” Jasper linked me. “What is it?” I replied. “I found Jasmine like you instructed, and well, she’s my mate.” “I thought so,” Hades said.

Jasper said stepping back to the door. "This is madness, we just found peace!" Rachel said. "And I grant you that, Queen Vladimir, please, enjoy these times of peace, I suggest you allow Tala or Danté here to turn you, you'll stand a better chance" "Danté!?" Villa yelled. Jasper looked at the wolf, it was brittle and fragile pieces of his memory that was returning, as Jasper spoke about what he wanted from the families around the table, more and more he regained some of the memory, unfortunately it wasn't enough to talk, Danté didn't understand how to do that just yet, regardless he looked at Villa and nodded.

After he denied knowing me, he is now trying to act all familiar with my son," I thought. "Miss, you should take it, I beg you," Daniel said, looking at me pleadingly, his cute werewolf teeth showing slightly. I was almost convinced to take the toy, but nope, I would never do that. "Aiyaaaa!!! Jasper exclaimed as he came to the door, "Why are you two abusing this innocent toy?" he said as he took the toy from Daniel. "I tell you," he said looking at me, "This toy is precious." "Jasper, you can't take that, it's from a stranger," I said to him.

He didn’t say anything, but the way he held onto her told her everything. A voice called out, breaking the quiet moment between them. "Hey, Damien! I hope it’s okay that I’m early." Damien straightened, his demeanor shifting as he turned toward the newcomer. “Raven, allow me to introduce you to Jasper.” He gestured toward the young man, his voice warm. “I’ve been training him in my spare time.” The pup beamed at Raven, giving her a wide, eager smile. “It’s really nice to meet you!” he said enthusiastically. “Any friend of Alpha Damien is a friend of mine.”

Carrie laughed. Mama Jane was Carrie’s mother, that’s how Carrie introduced her to me and ever since I continue to call her mama Jane. Jasper was my bulldog, the night of the assault I left without thinking and forgot to get Jasper, I asked Carrie to get Jasper back for me but the following day before she left to get him, a policeman turned up at Carries door with Jasper by his side. He told me how he found the dog at my house but no trace of Ethan. Since the attack I had not taken Jasper for a walk or spent time training him, Mama Jane would come round to Carrie’s every day and offer to take him on walks with her two dogs. I noticed Jasper looked forward to his walks with Mama Jane, somehow

"Jason Momoa." "No, not among the celebrities," Audrey whined. "Honey, you think these normal guys could meet my standards. Duh!" "You need help," Daniel muttered. "Nah, you're not qualified enough to help me." Van grinned, earning a frown from him as everyone snorted except for Alice who soothed her grumpy boyfriend. The bottle stopped while pointing at Jasper. The girls dared him to hit on a bombshell brunette who was standing near the bar. "God save my dignity." He muttered and approached the girl. Surprisingly enough they both talked with all smiles and twinkling eyes while the gang watched them with mouth agape. Jasper returned with her number earning an appreciative smack on his back f

Andor --- “Yeah, right Jasper, I know you are, tough man, but you will end up a flaming Wolf by his dragon. Which, by the way, would fry me as well. Not happening, leave the nice lizard alone.” Jasper – “I am not a man! I AM A WOLF!” Andor – “What??” Jasper— “You said I was a tough man! I am not an inferior being, I am a strong Alpha wolf and don’t forget it!” Andor – "Okay dude." I grinned at Jasper, whose growl was a reaction to my verbiage. At his irritation, I laughed. "Listen cuz, Cadma, let me get my bag packed and let's go save my mate."

I’m thrilled to be going to my mate and daughter, however I’m not looking forward to the shit show I know I’m going to walk in on. Jasper finally found his mate and she’s a rogue. We’ve always assumed his mate was a rogue, or a pup who hadn’t turned of age. I hoped it was the later, but it wasn’t.