Jason Blossom Riverdale Novels & Stories

Jason raised a brow, reminded by an unhappy memory. "Ms. Shelby, call me Mr. Fulton." Rose let out an embarrassed laugh. "I'm sorry, Zoey's uncle— I mean. Mr. Fulton. Please don't mind me." Jason was hesitant but replied, "It's okay." Once at the exit, Rose quickly spotted his car. It was a black GTR. The man got out from the driver's seat, dressed in a white T-shirt and cameo slacks. He looked sleek and sharp, with a touch of harshness to his attractiveness. Jason seemed to recognize her as he stood before her.

France :Paris 2005 Jason sat with his friends in front of the play ground. He was just 8 at that time and a happy child because he lived with his aunty, April Gold, who was mainly in London. While stretching his body, he didn't notice a girl walking right in front of him and he mistakenly chocked her to fall. "Aww ". Her low voice spoke but before Jason could speak a word, his friends interrupted.

I slip on my nude heels completing the look. Turning around to head out of the room, Jason walks in with a rose flower in his hands. His eyes trail down my body, adoring each part of my body and sprinting that very-day smirk on his face. "You look lovely." He says walking closer to me "You don’t look bad, either." I compliment and adjust his perfectly fine bow tie. He hands the rose flowers over to me. I smile and took the flower off his hand. "Happy thanksgiving, pretty boy," I say rubbing my hands on his tuxedo coat. I look at him, that smirk of his still melts my heart "Come on, let’s go before Alex ramp on us for coming late." I chortled

"I can do that." "Good I think there was talk of junk food in your future get to it. By the way you went hunting deer to work off some steam." He smirked at me before getting up to leave. His shoulders were slumped again by the time he reached the door. With my head in my hand I gave myself a minute to get my shit together. "Let's go end this." I sat in the back of the limo almost dead inside, I'd turned off my emotions. Blossom had been a little less withdrawn by the time we left mostly because she had Jason to fuss over, but I'd essentially left two wounded kids to look after each other. Fuck me.

And then the noise comes — Lily first, inevitably, with the full-face smile, and then everyone, and the September light holds all of it, and the sea below the hill is still doing its evening thing, indifferent and eternal and entirely present. Rosa is crying. She is doing the thing she always does — the slight tightening, the deliberate blink, the return to steadiness — but it is not working this time, and she has decided to let it not work, which is its own kind of progress. Pep has his arm around her. She lets him. Valentina sees this from across the castle path and feels the specific gratitude without reserve, the kind that has no underneath, that she has been feeling more and more in thi

While waiting for Chadwick, Kayson helped Jairo’s mother expel some of the toxins of the Somnus Lily from her body. After a short while, Chadwick arrived. With his help, nobody dared to stop them from discharging Jairo’s mother. Kayson was about to leave the hospital when he bumped into someone familiar. “Uncle Jason?” Jason, who was entering the hospital, was momentarily stunned before saying happily, “Kayson? I didn’t expect to see you here!” Kayson smiled. “I’m here to settle some matters. Are you sick, Uncle Jason?” Jason let out a bitter smile and said, “No. It isn’t me. It’s your Aunt Summers.”

Joseph gave a perverted smile but instantly Jason had ran out of the house and was heading straight to school. New dawn high school Class 9-B May had brought a girl Jason hadn't noticed before to see him, she was dark skinned with braided hair that covered her eyes but somehow Jason knew she could see him. She wore a lacy black dress and long skinny jeans, her fingers all had rings on them(which surprisingly didn't break the rules of the school) "Jason as my vice president I want you to meet Lisa Ahmed, our class treasurer she's been a friend of mine since middle school so she's trustworthy" May spoke proudly of her friend.

he said, but not like a greeting, like a question you ask when you already know the answer. “Missed you,” the boy said, and his grin showed one tooth too many. It happened in the space between breath and breath. Jasper moved. The blade moved. The boy’s face peeled like paper, not blood, not scream—just a ripple, and then the glamour sloughed away, and the Rogue under it snapped and writhed and then lay very quiet. I choked. “Is the real Jason—?” “Alive,” Jasper said, curt and certain. “With Vivian, sweeping the south ridge.” He wiped the blade on a rag he pulled from a pocket that hadn’t been there when I looked earlier. “He’ll like you. He won’t admit it.”

I raked my fingers through my hair and went to my office shower, took a bath, changed into a casual outfit from the wardrobe and went to get Jason. The feeling in the pit of my stomach was unexplainable when I knocked on Blossom's apartment door, but I knew I was happy with what I was doing for Jason. After a few more seconds, Blossom appeared. "Come on in. Thank you so much for coming," she said and allowed me to enter. "Jason! Jevan is here!"she called. "I'm in the kitchen. I want chips!" he called back. "No chips, Jason. Get out here!"Blossom demanded.

"Rosette, you are who you are and who you want to be. Don't let anyone aside from you tell you who you are and make you doubt yourself. Be strong in your perception about yourself, Rosette. Always." I swallowed, tears clogging my throat. Was it possible to love him anymore than I already did? "I love you, Felix." "I love you too, Rosie. Now is that idiot by any chance a curly haired blond?" My mouth dropped open, how on earth did he know? "How...?" "Seems like he's the one. It's Jason Clove, he was an absolute jerk when he was still here, was your senior,and he liked you. Had a crush on you and...