Ghost Jasper Novels & Stories

I turned around immediately. My eyes were met with striking green orbs. The man standing in front of me was tall and lean with a muscle showing through his casual clothing. His sandy hair hung on his forehead slightly covering his eyes. He was holding a large grey zip up hoodie. A small smile tugged at his pink lips as he caught me staring. "I am Jasper. Jasper Hale...You must be Cara," he had a light Irish accent. "Yeah...I am." "I see you've taken interest in this painting."

Jas adjusts his position to help Kara lean against the wall so he can get his key out of his pocket. “This is our new home?” Katie puts her hands over her mouth. “We really don’t have to go back to Mister Cirillo?” “That’s right, gorgeous. Home sweet home.” Jasper opens the door and immediately gets pummeled by a giant slobbery dog, knocking him to the ground with a loud thud. “ARGH!! What the FUCK?!” I stand and watch in shock until I realize he needs help. “Rocky, help me get the dog off of him.”

Frank's head and body still bore the wounds inflicted on them, the ragged edges dark with dried blood, and his eyes glared with aggression toward Gordon, burning with a fury that death hadn't cooled. "Go on and tell him, boy," Frank sneered, his voice a low rasp that seemed to scrape against the air itself. "Tell him you see ghosts. You know what they do to people that can see ghosts - they take them down and lock them up in Arkham. So go on. Go on and tell him." Jack had no intention of doing so. He knew exactly what he needed to say, the words already forming a wall in his mind. "I'm not looking at anything," Jack said, his voice stern.

Her eyes clung to his, her heart aching from the truth she had uncovered, the chaos of everything they’d shared. Lucas shifted uneasily. He knew this look. He had seen Jerald like this before—only this wasn’t Jerald. This was Manorh De Luca. The ghost. The killer. The nightmare in a tailored suit. The one that didn't hesitate to pull the trigger on whoever the good damn was messaging with his person. Anita turned slowly, her shoulder bleeding. “Master,” she whimpered. Jerald didn’t answer with words. He responded with another shot—clean, sharp—straight through her hand. His eyes didn’t waver from Jasmine, not even for a second, as he finally stopped in front of her.

I have made fun of Patti so many times in the past for acting this way about some guy she was dating, I would never live it down if she ever found out about this. “Lizzy, are you ready?” Jasper asked from the other side of my bedroom door. I felt my heart flutter at the sound of his voice. I was so pathetic for falling for his good guy act after one night, when my wolf woke up she was going to disown me for sure. I picked up my bag and prayed to the moon goddess that Jasper wasn’t going to make me regret taking a chance on him like this.

We were both surprised when Jasper approached me out of the blue. “Yes?” He has a big smile. “What?” I scowled, but I got what he meant as soon as I thought about it. I gave Jasper a nudge. “Haist! Go home, Jasper!” Jasper chuckled loudly and looked at Granny. My grandmother and I walked through the gate and locked it. Jasper gave me a wink when I caught his eye and pushed the motorcycle into the garage. I smiled as I looked back at our house. *** After showering and changing clothes, I got into bed with my laptop. I immediately opened a search engine. I took a deep breath and tried remembering what I had noticed about Damon. I looked up each of these traits online one by one until I found a

the assistant came over and said. Jasper’s face sank as he muttered in a low voice, “What’s the point of interacting with a man?” The assistant was silent on the sideline. Even though Jasper was reluctant, he still got up and walked over. Because it was his job, so he could not only reluctantly deliver it. In this drama not only did Jasper not only has to play a few secret ambiguous scenes with his opponent, but he also has to this kind of ambiguous scene from time to time. This was the highlight of the drama so that they could get more CP fans.

He began to shout, "Mr. Ward, save me! You arranged this; you can't abandon me!" Matias snapped back to reality and furiously retorted, "Who are you? Why are you slandering me? Do I know you?" "I'm Jasper from the Neuf Chrys Club. You said that as long as—" Jasper stopped mid-sentence, realizing he had said too much. After a moment of composure, he apologized to everyone. "I'm sorry for causing trouble." Then, Jasper's facial muscles tensed as if he tried to do something, but someone grabbed his jaw.

He'd completely changed after being incarcerated for three years. His hair had turned gray, and his eyes dark. There was even a malignant air about him that couldn't dissipate anymore. Jasper didn't go home or look for Yvonne after his release. His only goal was to find me and exact revenge. He very quickly located me. It was at Rebirth Trusts' public charity event. Being the founder, I'd naturally been in attendance. Jasper hurried to the scene and immediately saw me amidst the crowd. I had a petticoat on and was in the middle of speaking to the guests. Noah stood beside me in a fitting suit, looking healthy and lively.

Just then, Jasper Flint's voice cut through the chaos behind me, "Stop pretending, Maisie. I told you to stay put, and you were behaving just a moment ago. Now that I'm here, you start putting on a show?" I turned slowly, clutching my belly, and met Jasper's eyes—burning with hate. My heart sank. He had been reborn too. In my last life, I had stayed at work until midnight, only to be blocked by a patient who held a grudge against Jasper and forced pesticide down my throat. I was terrified and in agony, and the first thing I did was call Jasper for help. He rushed to save me, and I survived. But Ruby Gray died in a head-on collision on her way home the same day.