Fate Jason Novels & Stories

They were afraid I'd kill them if I got the strength. Never did they know the devil was in their midst. I wish someone would listen to me. Luna Elf is the head of demons. ******** Jason's POV I got into my room with a sad face, I wasn't happy at all and everything pisses me up, the scene of her maltreatment was never leaving my head, it keeps sending me into the mood of deep sadness, I sagged right on my bed, hissing continuously but then, a small smile appeared on my face as I remembered the sweet feelings I felt the moment I smelled her scent and saw her.

I ask as I turn to face him, squeezing his hand tighter. “I think the Moon Goddess hates me. I must have done something to upset her,” Jason says, looking down at our connected hands. He lifts his head, and tears stream down his face as he looks into my eyes again. “She mated me to the Elder. The same one who sentenced my father to death… Why would she do that? What did I do wrong?” Jason's shoulders shake as he sobs. My stomach drops, and my eyes widen. I stare at Jason unblinkingly, only moving when Jason drops his forehead against my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him as I try to wrap my mind around what he just said.

“Why is everyone so happy and willing to find their fated mates? Not too long ago, you were willing to run away from Darius because the mate bond could take either of your lives. You’re suddenly oblivious to the fact that a plague almost killed off the entire werewolf race. I never thought you’d be such a hopeless romantic, Dye.” “It seems like you’ve become bitter and cynical. It wasn’t long ago that you were encouraging me to accept my bond with Darius; that us finding each other and being the first fated mates in over twenty years must be a blessing from the Moon Goddess. Now, you’re the one cursing fate and running.” There’s the blunt and honest older sister I’ve been avoiding. I motion

“It made me strong enough to challenge him.” “You’re just as much a monster as he is!” I hissed. His face hardened. “That’s not true.” “You think I’ll trust you after everything you’ve done? After the lies? The manipulation? You handed me over to him like a damn gift! And now what? You want to kill him and take his place?” Jason’s face contorted with rage. “I did it for us! For me and you! We could’ve ruled together. We still can! I regret letting him have you, but I’m here now. I’m trying to fix this.”

Antonio explained, a bit coldly. Jason hit the island countertop. “Will it never end?” He yelled out. “This curse of death around us. First Frank and now this asshole. I’m not going anywhere until we catch this freak and I’m helping.” “Jason what about your family? You can't just leave them.” Janet protested as Jason began to storm off.

Jason always cared about his appearance, but it seemed that no longer mattered now that he was a rogue. ‘Look at his neck. He wears the mark of the Rogue King,’ my wolf growled and there it was: confirmation that Jason had gone to the darkside. The red pendant around his neck looked like an ugly version of the Lonefur ember. Where the ember brought healing, the Rogue King brought death at the hands of hundreds of rogues. "You came alone," Jason said. "I am almost impressed by that." "You said to come alone," I replied flatly. “Good that you’re taking this seriously. Your father does not have long I guess," he said casually as if he was discussing the weather. "A week? Less? Even the Frostmoo

I flirted back, feeling good. “I intend to keep it that way,” he said, raw menace rolling off him. And I’d thought he was good at flirting and could be sweet. I pondered how different Jason was from Asshole, and I was glad of it. Jason was an extremely powerful man, but he hadn’t turned his nose up and looked down at me. Asshole regarded me as far beneath him. He’d been grumpy about the Fates pairing me up with him, yet he wouldn’t let me go but intended to bend me to his will and keep me on the side as his breeder.

"Look outside. It's a full moon. Full moons are when the creatures are at its peak potential therefore, we as hunters await this night to strike down as many creatures as we can." I can see that awful blood lust in Jason's eyes as he said that. I confronted, "What about me? Why aren't you trying to kill me?" "Kill you? Lyanna, all of this is for you. We live and die for Raya and her reincarnation, you." Jason chuckles, "We're the only ones you can trust. JD brainwashed you ever since your father died." "How can I know you're telling the truth?" Jason scoffs and continued, "It's easy. What's your earliest memory?"

For the first time in the past year, Jason had been in awe of fate. He had lived for five thousand years and had never intervened in history or changed anything, so he lived through these five thousand years peacefully. Decades ago, when the land of the Realm of Adria was in hot water, he finally could not control himself, held a sword in white and slaughtered all over the world. However, now Jason was full of confusion about the future. He had never known where fate would bring him and could not go against it. It seemed that he was like a chess piece in this world, and someone was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

Suppressing the fear rising in my chest, I lowered my head slightly, my tone filled with gratitude. "Thank you for saving me, Caporegime. I am Julia Giordano, the eldest daughter of the Giordano family. Please take me home." I knew very well that my father, Victor Giordano, would never miss an opportunity to climb higher through connections like this, yet I still asked him to send me home. After all, I did not dare take the risk. If I ran into even a single enemy left behind, a fragile woman like me would have no chance of surviving.