Annie Jasper Novels & Stories

“Cassie. You are wearing his shirt. He just came out of the shower. And you have a hickey the size of Texas on your neck. I’m not an idiot.” Jasper froze, looking at me for help. I gave him a helpless shrug. Anita pointed at him. “You. My cousin. Screwing my best friend behind my back. I feel so betrayed right now.” She fake-sobbed, putting a hand over her heart. “I introduced you two! I trusted you! And you repay me by… by… doing whatever you’ve been doing!” Jasper rubbed the back of his neck, looking adorably guilty. “Anita, it’s not...”

Another headline appeared. *Was Quinn Ledger hidden from succession years ago?* Then another. *Internet investigates woman linked to powerful bloodline* Jasper’s patience looked close to ending. “What is this?” he whispered. I remained silent. He kept scrolling like a confused man seeking answers. His eyes remained fixed on Quinn’s photos. There was one she stood beside Morrison elegantly. Jasper paused when he saw that. He forced a smile that looked painful. The comment section made it worse: > “She looks like royalty.”

I hear her say to herself as she is motivating herself not realizing the call is still going. I quickly wake my brother up and point to my phone I think he gets it and I put the call on speaker as I hear her taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down. I show my brother the number he track it while looking into whose it is. It comes back to a nineteen year old Jaymes Tevin Jones. It also shows her location out of the city in the forests. "You say Mark brother's friend?" I ask I hear a small gasp I'm sure she is shocked I'm still on the call. I signal my brother to get ready. He knows to also wake up at least a few more of my guys as I go to my room and get dressed.

Tears began to mar her lovely face and I wanted nothing more than to kill the person that put her through this. However, there was a truth I kept on denying to myself: there was only one person in the Blood Shade who would dare to stand up to me by pulling a stunt like this. .Lucas.

Growing up sporting rags and gross hand-me-downs meant that all those old t-shirts fit me like dresses; hence me despising wearing them in the first place. After Jacob had left, I practically inhaled the delicious eggs, pancakes, and bacon made by Christine. Never in my life have I eaten so much food in one day- that I can recall anyways. Tate's mother, Luna Frances, hasn't come to see me yet. It's been several hours so I decided to clean myself up to go down and meet her myself. Aura feels excited to meet the mother of the man we're destined to, but I'm just nervous; internally shaking because I'm not sure if she'll accept me. Maybe she wanted him to mate with Lisa instead. I shivered just

Jackson shakes his head and slowly shifts back to his wolf. He is in feral form, and I am in human form. We turned in a circle, looking into each other's eyes. When Jackson lunges at me, screaming that he's going to rip me apart, I only partially shift my hand and bury it in Jackson's chest, taking advantage of his momentum. I felt my hand break into Jackson's ribs and gripping his heart, I ripped it out, and lift it into the air, blood running down my arm as I looked into Jackson's startled eyes. He looks at his still beating heart in my hand, then at the hole in his chest, and finally at me. He drops to his knees.

"What!!" Belle yelled bewildered as she stood up abruptly from her seat. Jasper suddenly dropped his fork on the table as he turned fully to face the mirror. "Although, the FBI hasn't confirmed this information yet or even addressed it" "Anonymous pictures have been released in a place confirmed to be detective Jasper's house" "The pictures captured detective Jasper and the assassin to be in what could be considered as a conversation " she continued and just then the images of the screen changed to the pictures.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

I woke up the following day yawning, and stretched my hands upwards. I was extremely tired the previous day so I woke up late today. I took a look at the alarm clock, it was 10:00am. I quickly jumped up from my bed and rushed to the bathroom to take a bath. After bathing, as I stepped out of the bathroom, I collided with Mr Nates. "Morning" I said. He raised his wristwatch, by looking at that watch it looks expensive,and showed me

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.