Female Jason Novels & Stories

The number of glares I received from the women here tonight as I walked around with Jason would have killed me a thousand times if eyes could kill. Jason and I walk to the bar so I can get something to drink. If we must continue this night walking and talking, I think I need to be a little tipsy. I lift my eyes from my phone once I notice Jason did not touch his drink. I turn to his side to see him talking to someone in front of him. I move closer so I can see who it is. It’s a woman, a beautiful one. She has pitch-black hair that flows beautifully down her back. Her eyes are blue like mine, and her body is that of a model. I wonder who this woman is. “Christine,” Jason says, staring at the

"I hope I'm not passing my place. But how's the Luna as a woman? She doesn't talk to the rest of us much, so it's hard to tell." I leaned back, exhaling slowly. "Kyla's amazing," I admitted quietly. "She's an excellent cook. Keeps the house spotless. Presses my suits, takes care of everything without ever being asked. She's smart, kind, gentle..." I paused, rubbing the back of my neck. "...and I've been such an asshole to her." Jason's expression softened. "Seems like you've got the perfect woman." He patted his stomach. "Hell, I'd trade my plastic wife for your scarred one. At least I'd get fed and have clean clothes."

He looked at me as if he wondered the same thing and then admitted “Honestly I don’t know, I have never met a woman who gets down like you do. I thought it was your thing” I laughed “Not just with anyone. With Chris it often felt like it was basically done before it started” Jason grew quiet. I regretted it immediately. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I brought him into this.” He stepped closer, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Many people have that, there is no shame. I guess we just bring that side out of each other” “So you don’t think I act like a whore” Jason laughed “I do, but you are a kitten out there and a tigress in here. I love it, it means more to me than you know.”

“Take a look at her hourglass figure. She is clearly a natural stunner. I saw those videos and photos; except for the face, the body is completely out. They are not the same person.” Etan glimpsed at the freeze-frame on the screen and frowned. She was dressed too sexily, and her eyes were so penetrating, like a ball of fire that wanted to burn down the world. He pushed away Jason’s hand. “You should spend more time on something serious.” “I will after I fix this woman, bro,” Jason said. “Oh, sh*! Sh*t!” he swore all of a sudden. “She is calling me, bro! She must be at her wits’ end now and coming to beg me. Bro, I think it is going to be tonight. Don’t forget our bet, bro.”

Wow, that's a shocker," I said, stunned by the difference in his tone and words. I knew all the shades of Jason - anger, lust, infatuation, asshole - but this right here was different. "I know, right? I realized it too. It was the first time I had acted differently towards a female. God knows how it would have turned out if she'd stayed a while longer," "Was it like... a mate thing?" My gaze was intent on him. Jason had sworn on his life never to have a mate. He had only one item on his bucket list, and that was to fuck a million hoes before he died. He should be counting ten thousandth hoes soon.

Apart from the fact that Jason was a really smart guy, he was the social butterfly and ladies always had a crush on him. His body was a work of art, from his ripped abs to his six packs and above all he had that sexy height and blue eyes that made every woman turn around twice just to get a glimpse of him. His appearance was really attractive but so was his character, Jason was not a playboy and always stuck to the woman he loved. Their first meeting at the hackathon made Josephine feel intimidated by Jason, he was too perfect that it felt like a dream and she found it difficult to believe that such a man was genuinely interested in her.

He doesn't love me. " You okay, ma'am? " She snapped out of her thought when she heard him. " uhh yes, I'm okay. " " Are you sure? You looked sad all of a sudden. " " No, don't worry. I'm okay. " Then she sighs and smiles at Jason. " So.. Jason, mind to tell me about yourself. " " Oh, sure. My name is Jason, and I am 31 years old. I'm gay. "

he asked, clearly struggling to keep his tone polite. “Can’t your girlfriend drop by to visit anymore?” I heard a woman say. Jason was standing squarely in front of me, blocking my view of her. “Girlfriend?” Luna asked in disbelief. “Helios never mentioned a girlfriend.” She sounded offended. “Jessica, you’re a friend,” Jason replied with a sigh. “How did you get in? Charles wouldn’t have let you inside.” The tone in Jason’s voice was unfamiliar to me — not cheerful, not irritated, and without the weight of his Alpha aura.

"Seems like a plan. I'd have the house workers put everything in order." I put on a pleading expression. "Do you mind calling Jason please?" "I don't mind my dear." She picked up her phone and dialed his line. Just a few rings and he picked up. Anxiousness churned within me as my eyes caught his voice, though I couldn't make sense of what he was saying. "What did he say ma'am?" I asked, when she dropped her phone. "My son listens to me, darling." She wore a triumphant look. An evil smirk crossed my lips. Everything was going as planned. Jason, think you can run away from me now?

“After all, this woman here is my nominal fiance! I’m paying you a lot of respect by considering her as a gift! “You better know what’s best for you!” Jason’s perverted gaze was then shifted to the two women. Legends said that he idolized the Walsh Ripper. That was not just some joke. He was full of admiration as his gaze shifted from their faces to their bellies. The sight was enough to make anybody shiver. “Don’t you dare cross the line, Jason!” Toby took a step forward and stood in front of Queenie York and Leslie Clarke. His smile instantly dissipated when he figured that Jason would not to negotiate with him.