Jason Bourne Novels Novels & Stories

For a moment, I held his hand as his eyes bore into mine, then, with a heavy sigh, Jason's eyes fluttered closed, his body slumping forward as he lost consciousness. Read my other books that are available on GoodNovel !. Mary Redferne (will be completed next month) 2. Danika Williams 3. Emily Warner 4. The Mafia and the HR 5. The Mafia and his Stalker I want to express my heartfelt gratitude for all your unwavering support throughout this journey. Your encouragement means the world to me! Mark your calendars because my new book is set to release on June 1st, and guess what? It's going to be absolutely free! 😊

It's Monday morning and Max’s alarm pulled him from his sleep, which he didn't get a lot of last night thinking of Jenna and what happened in the car. Getting up and ready for work. The Criminal Investigations Division which he works in is his passion. This weekend he needs to be on call the major drug bust that his team is planning is very near. Then he goes on long service leave he wants to get away with Jenna. He no longer wants her to work. They can both retire enjoy life, get married have kids. That’s what he wants. The perfect life with Jenna

Frank turns to his desk and sets to work on the cell phone Jason gave him. I’ve never been much of the reading type, and I’d rather not risk setting off any explosives anyway, so I opt to hit the wet bar instead and pour myself a scotch, no rocks. Jason decides to risk an explosion and picks a Sidney Sheldon spy novel, The Doomsday Conspiracy, off one of the shelves. I curl up on one end of the impressive couch with my scotch, and Jason takes the other end with his book. I shortly find myself drowsing off, courtesy of the scotch and my somewhat restless night of sleep.

“He burned too many bridges. Lost too much. But someone else… someone who wants to destroy you for sport? He’s still out there.” “Who?” Sophie leaned in. “You were too busy hating Daniel to see the bigger game. Jason—his mentor, the one behind the biotech deals, the one who financed Daniel’s rise—he didn’t disappear. He’s watching. Waiting. And he hates unfinished stories.” I stepped back, heart pounding. Jason Thorne. The name that had floated in the background for months. Always just out of reach. Now he had a face. And a motive. I didn’t tell Lucas right away.

Jason shook his head and smirked. “Alright, then show me the prescriptions.” She raged. “You’re trying to provoke me! I won’t fall for that.” Jason shrugged and picked up his smartphone. He had been tired of reading classical literature and gained interest in reading web novels instead. There was one about an ace bodyguard for a capable female executive, he enjoyed it immensely. “Then what do you want?” She asked in anger. “First, pour me a cup of tea.” He looked at her calmly and said.