Jake Mason Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

That would be just like a dragon. She couldn’t help sneaking another glance as he crossed the room. That was when he noticed her and stopped in his tracks. His silver eyes glinted as they caught hers, and she was certain she saw a hint of his dragon. Okay, she counseled herself. Enough with the dragon shifter shit. Jack is not a dragon, even if he looked like smoke should have been curling from his nostrils and he was about to breathe fire. “Jack. Carter,” Mason said, getting to his feet and reaching over his desk to shake hands with the two men. “I’m so glad you could make it on short notice.”

His navy green suit matching his mossy green eyes, his semi-automatic machine gun by his side. Elika’s eyes scanned the room once more, her eyes landing on her other brothers, Jake and Percy. They stood along the back of the room, Jake standing at a towering 6 foot 7 while Percy was a mere 5 foot 11. Jake was the tallest of all her brothers, his shoulder length brown hair all but covering his deep black eyes. His bulky mass noticeable under his blue/black suit, barely able to conceal the weapon tucked into his waistband. While Percy was taller than Elika, he was the shortest of the brothers, his blood-red suit baggy and uncomplimentary. His sleek black hair in waves down his back, his hazel

I placed everything into the dresser, and read the note. 'Alexandria, I won't say I'm sorry, cause i'm not. After graduation, Mason is going to leave you. He doesn't think you're good enough to be the new Luna, so he's choosing me. Tough Luck! ~Jaci' I scoffed after reading this. 'She was just some Omega who was power hungry, Nothing could compare to Alex.' I thought to myself. I placed everything back into the box, and placed it back on the dresser. I heard Alex coming up the stairs to her room.

I text Mason to see what he’s up to and he’s free. Mason: I’ll grab a pizza and come over. We can watch a movie or see if a good game is on. ME: Sounds like a brilliant plan. I’ve got the beer. Mason went to college to take over his family’s dental practice. He worked hard to make it through school and for the last two years; he has been successfully treating all of Frankford. Mason has been too busy to worry about relationships, so he is in the single lane with me. Jacob and Dominic are the only two out of the group who have gotten married. Jacob and his wife Maizy have a little boy named Jax who’s six.

So did I. “Want another?” Jace asked, lifting the bourbon bottle. “Last one,” I said, lying. He poured. We drank. Mason sat across, elbows on knees, eyes low, face unreadable. He has that dark mechanic-poet thing—tattoos, scar across one eyebrow, voice that rarely lifts. When he finally spoke, it went through me. “You happy?” he asked. “With Caleb?” I laughed too loudly. “Yeah. Sure. Why?”

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

“Seriously Mason, the sun has barely gone down, and you are waking me. I thought Jas wanted a rerun of earlier… nothing like a disappointment when she said she was waking me for you.” I couldn’t help but laughing. “Aww, sorry. I needed your help. I just came away from Gianna’s place.” I explained. “Oh, so you got some, so we get woken to celebrate with you? Fuck off Mason.” Levi grumbled. “Levi grow up.” Jaxon snapped. “He needs help. This ex of hers is messed up. You know he is a werewolf, Mase? With a criminal history longer than my fucking arm?”

Mitch’s parents, dead mere feet away. “Mason,” Jace commands, his voice firm. “Get them away from here.” Mason looks up with shock on his face. His brain is not working. His body is still. “I can’t—” “You can, Mason. Think of something. Get everybody away from here,“ Jace orders with a cold voice. Mason gets up with shaky legs. Jace turns around, keeping his arm on my shoulder, and grabs Mason's shirt. “Get it together. Do whatever you must. Later is the time to fall apart. Focus.”

Jake, a course mate of mine, said, cutting my trail of thoughts and also catching the attention of everyone, as I continued to scroll through my phone. “Yeah, I heard it was Sasha brie,” Mason scoffed, his eyes full of disbelief, as he leaned back in his chair, “Didn't think such a virgin girl had it in her though, and after all her act of being holy and waiting for the right one, I knew I should have banged her up when I had the chance.” “As if you ever had a chance Mason,” Jake shot back with a grin, “We all know she never looked at your sight, not even once, the girl was all on Mr handsome over here,” Jake said, with a wide grin as their sight was now directed towards me.

The little girl was held up by Jake, who made her kiss her mother. "Mamma's sleep," the child said, as she kissed the pale lips which would never smile on her again. There was a fresh outburst of sobs and tears from the spectators, and then the coffin was closed, and the procession took its way across the hot sands to the little enclosure in the clearing, where other members of the Harris family were buried. Remembering the impatience of the people in the house, Mr. Mason wished to shorten the service at the grave, but Jake said: "No. We'll have the whole figger for Miss Dory." Mr. Mason went the whole figure with uncovered head under the broiling sun, and when he was through he felt as if h