Ghost Jasper Novels & Stories

Jasper hisses in my ear, gripping his chair tightly and a sting of possessiveness comes over me. What is this feeling I'm experiencing? I clear my head as the softness of her lips invades my head. An hour later, the show comes to an end and we go to the hotel she's staying at. Puffing in and out of my lungs, I knock. However, there is no answer and I see a manager. " Jasper we need a card," I say, " Allow me, I'm quite famished and can use a snack," I grip his jacket, warning him with my eyes not to do anything stupid. Jasper is a new vampire so he can't contain his appetite for now.

Joshua asks him, his little brows bunched in confusion. “Because I’m a vampire and I may drink your blood,” Jasper answers and tickles him while pretending to try and drink his blood. The giggles from Joshua warm my heart. “Now?” Joshua asks, lifting his arms to Jasper. Jasper crouches and allows Joshua to climb onto his back, “Hold on very tight,” Jasper tells him and then seems to disappear from sight. I blink and Jasper is standing in front of me. “Boo!” he calls, making Joshua laugh hard.

"He is processing the shock. A man who believes he successfully slaughtered a family does not simply accept their resurrection without verifying the data. He is checking his own blind spots." "And what if he checked them and found us out?" I demanded, my voice rising as I marched over to his chair. "What if he smelled the trap? What if the holograms failed their network diagnostic? We’ve just broadcasted our exact, uncloaked coordinates to the most dangerous man in the country! We exposed our actual position for nothing!" "The holograms did not fail," Jasper said, his eyes narrowing slightly as he set his cup down. "I built the system myself. Stop spiraling."

“Extra marshmallows. Please.” He saluted like it was a serious mission. “Two minutes.” He went inside. I tucked my hands in my sleeves and watched a dog try to catch a leaf on the sidewalk. I was just starting to relax when a shadow cut across the table. “Look who it is.” The voice hit like a cold bucket. I knew it even before the smell—cheap cologne under old smoke. Jasper. He looked the same and worse. Same hard eyes. Same curl of his mouth that said he liked hurting things. He wore a dark jacket, half-zipped, and a grin that made my skin crawl.

"I forgot your girl's here. Someone get rid of the imposter, right now." That was all it took. Julian had handed me a glass of water, I took a sip and handed it back to him and when I looked toward the dreadful scene, nothing was there. Not even a tiny red stain. Nothing. Only Jasper stood there, waving at me like he hadn't just shot a man three times in the chest. I could have been manipulated into thinking I saw nothing. But I knew what I saw, and it sure as heck wasn't nothing. "He killed someone, we need to get the police," I whispered to Julian, not taking my eyes off Jasper. I had always had this belief that Jasper was psychotic, despite his bright mood, and what happened had just conf

Still, there’s a bit of embarrassment inside me while being here right now with Artemis. He looks at me, then to Artemis. His eyes shifting between the both of us with more confusion. Artemis’s hand reaches to me and grabs my hips out of nowhere, taking me off-guard. He pulls me to his side with ease while glaring at the guy. “I should be asking you that, don’t you think?” He throws the question back stubbornly. The look of confusion washes off him instantly, replaced with annoyance. “Your friend, Jasper, ran into me in the hall way, screaming about there being a ghost in his room. I came to check it out.”

I tried to steady my breath as Ace held me closer to him, his hood briefly coming in contact with my belly. I stifled a gasp. “Now, take a deep breath, and speak to me.” I inhaled sharply, puffing out on his chest. Christ. I feel so small with Ace Reynolds. The height was not enough, towering over me, he just had to be as intimidating. “I-I met Jasper. He is Elijah’s brother and works for the Feds. I think he is looking for you. We need to leave, Ace.” His name somehow felt foreign in my mouth. Illegal. Like, I've gone out of the line.

Speaking aloud, Jasper said, “I think it’s because of the genetic work that I did prior to being attacked. I ran short on funds so I used myself as a test subject more than I care to admit.” “I hope you recorded your actions well,” Hank said with sincerity. “I suspect that it could come in handy in the future for us zombies.” Jasper’s expression spoke of his acute disappointment while he slowly shook his head. Feeling the need to use his vocal cords, he spoke his reply aloud. “My records were left behind in the vampire’s castle when Ben rescued Lila and me.” “We must make it a point to collect them along with Lila and the rest of Ben’s people,” Hank insisted. “Does it look like we will be do

Although he expected some type of repercussion to come his way after his encounter with Oscar, Jasper wasn’t prepared for the chaos that ensued when half a dozen vampire guards burst into the room. Acting upon instinct, he lept over the back of the sofa that he’d been resting on and scrambled to the far end of the room. He was so preoccupied with escaping the grasps of the exceedingly fast vampires as they closed in on him that he failed to recognize that he was not only equally as fast as they were, but when he lept into the air, he really lept! It wasn’t until they had him securely captured and were dragging him out of the room that their complaints about his strength and speed sank in.

Sera took a deep breath, preparing to reveal a crucial detail. "Jasper isn't born an ordinary lynx," she disclosed. "He's a hybrid—a mix of Warlock and lynx. Fearing he might be discovered and kidnapped, Blaine cast a spell on his own son, concealing Jasper's true nature and giving him the appearance of an ordinary human. The spell is designed to automatically lift during the Black Moon coinciding with his 18th birthday. By then, he should have been found by his mate, even if Jasper doesn't recognize them yet."