Ghost Jasper Novels & Stories

Was rest now an illusion? “Humans?" Mira asked. “Not likely." Humans couldn't pass through the barrier without running into the scouts and forest furies. “Demon?" “I've never seen a demon in a whip like that." The jeep's door flew open, and a young, handsome, familiar face stepped out." "Hello, Ansari." the man said with a smile. It was Jasper…Gabriel's old best friend, the Alpha of his pack. …. A hand tore through Dusty's chest from behind, and blood splattered out of his mouth. He looked down at his chest and looked up at me in shock.

He looked so disoriented that guilt struck me hard. I crouched in front of him. “I’m sorry, Alpha Anderson. I forgot you’re afraid of ghosts.” My wolf snorted in mischief. “I shouldn’t have let you come in with us.” He braced his elbows on his knees, trying to recover what little dignity remained. For once, the formidable Anderson Shelton looked fragile enough to break in a strong wind. I had no idea what to say. Then Jasper burst into tears again. Apparently delayed trauma had arrived. He peeled himself off Anderson and threw himself at me instead, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Jasper, are you crazy?" "Aren't you here to plot against me? Using this way to stimulate Summer's primary identity, then let her consciousness disappear? We should sleep together a few more times. Who knows if she’ll wake up one day," Jasper said very sarcastically. Yet there was still a hint of worry in his mockery, as if he were really afraid that Summer's primary identity would awaken.

She stepped inside and waited for her eyes to find the light. Jasper stood by a broken press. He leaned against the iron with a pistol in his right hand. The barrel pointed at the floor. His finger was indexed. Lina walked to a rusted barrel. She pulled a manila folder from her pocket and slid it across the metal. Jasper stepped forward. He picked up the folder with his left hand and flipped the cover. Jasper turned the pages. "When’s the ghost walk?" Jasper asked. "Seventy-two hours." "That’s a long time to sit on my hands."

My voice cracked, panic shooting through my veins. Jasper turned back to us casually, a smile playing on his lips as if nothing had happened. He gave us a little wave, his gun still in his hand. “Relax,” he said smoothly, his tone almost playful. “I was asked to kill every intruder. I’m just doing my job.” A scoff escaped my lips. “You just killed a person.” But Jasper moved the body closer. “Take it back! Don't you dare!” I yelled. My feet moved backwards, my hands flying to cover my eyes. Mirae gripping my wrist tight.

Jasper's voice was low and furious, nearly trembling with rage. "You're right, it is different. Because I'm serious. I really like him." "Who the hell is this guy?" Jasper was about to lose his mind. No one had ever dared to steal what was his—until now. "I swear I'll skin him alive!" He was seething, completely unhinged. "Who do you want to skin?" A deep, cold voice sounded from behind him. It was like someone had pulled the plug on Jasper—his whole body froze. After a long moment, he stiffly turned around.

Then i helped jay take a quick bath washing the dirt off him, washing his hair and bruises with ultimate care. I had his back just like he have mine when needed. We moved back to bed where jay did his best holding me while i cried my heart out. I was done being strong, i needed this, he told me things went bad and it took ace and ghost three days to locate him then negotiate having him back. After my crying session we both cuddled and went to sleep safe in each other arms.

I gulped, this can’t be real, no no no no no “Oh but it is real” “what do you mean by you’re my wolf?” “Because that’s what I am, your wolf” Tears sprang to my eyes, determined to stop this madness the only way I know how, I took out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s from my bag and drank from it. “Don’t do that Devonne, it’s the full moon in the next five Days….. you finally get to see me, after so long” I drank again and said nothing. “I am a part of you, your trauma forced me into a place where I couldn’t come out, but now you get to meet me”

“You have just woken up. You should not strain yourself thinking too much. Please rest. I will inform Mr. Oliver right away.” Adrian stopped trying to think. He closed his eyes and sank back into a deep sleep. In his haze, whispers flooded his mind. “I am all alone now. No one loves me anymore. Please, do not leave me.” “Can I give you my lifespan?” “I want to see you.” “Ms. Ghost, please save me…” “Can you take me with you to heaven? Living hurts so much… sob…” Who was she? Why did my heart ache so badly when I saw her cry? And who was Ms. Ghost to her?

Everything kept leading back to Draven. The tracker I’d hired had done exactly what I’d paid him to do. Ghost’s signal had led straight to Draven’s penthouse before disappearing completely. That alone had been enough to raise questions. Now I finally had a face. I leaned back in my chair, studying the picture again. “Something’s bothering you.” I looked toward Barney. “What?” “You’ve been staring at that picture for five minutes.” He waived his hand towards my screen. I turned the monitor slightly in his direction. “Tell me what you see.”