Jason Elizabeth Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jason grinned playfully and replied, "Sure, I can save you. Let's make a deal." He then picked me up and rushed me to the hospital, ignoring Brianna's tantrum and curses directed at me. When I finally woke up from my delirium, Jason was sitting on the bed next to me. He was lightly tracing my facial features with his fingers. "Tell me what your motive is." I looked away and forced myself to sit up in bed. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Hazel, I refuse to believe that you would truly fall in love with an old man with one foot already in the coffin."

He immediately shot back with a sneer. “Well, if Jason can fall for someone like you, why can’t I fall for Sheena?” Then he rose to his feet, walked right up to Jason, clapped him on the shoulder, and said playfully, “You married Miss Tessa, so Sheena’s fair game now. Don’t take it personally. I’ve had a thing for her forever, and I’m not holding back anymore.” Jason froze for a moment. The smile on his face disappeared. He looked at me for quite a while, then at Zayden.

That's because Jason is getting more and more naughty play with every touch he gives Renee. Without Renee being able to avoid and without her being able to refuse, in the end, Renee also seemed resigned to every touch Jason gave at this time. Seeing the reaction from Renee who now no longer gives her refusal, Jason also seemed to smile with satisfaction. Mischief after mischief continued to be launched by Jason until the two were reunited in a body link. With every touch Jason gave, of course, it made Renee more and more stimulated, until sigh after sigh just came out without her control.

I rest my palm on his chast, feeling his heartbeat race as quickly as mine as I lifted slightly, it was so painful yet, pleasurable I took a pace and started moving. I stopped until the tip alone was inside me and slide back down on his length. He shuddered, pulsing and gripped my waist as I began to move. This wasn't so bad after all. In fact, it was so so good. What was I do scared of? I could see myself doing this more than once. I shivered. His hair was brushing against my neck, soft and smelled of mango which was so strange. When does Jason start using using the mango shampoo I made myself for both him and Asher? He never used or liked it.

Ilona argued. "Well, if that's the case, then you have to be careful, Ilona! Don't let yourself be heartbroken if it turns out that Ziyan suddenly has a girl!" said Wenny warningly. “Yup, I understand! Just relax, we're just friends!" Ilona argued, covering up her affection. "But look, Lona, I think Mr. Jason has feelings for you! Do you believe it or not?" "Nope!" "Mr Jason, is a perfect man? Handsome! Rich! Mature! Care! Polite! Do you feel like he cares about you?"

"And you still have the mind to break up with me? This thing... I rejected lots of men because of you! Better men! Kind men! And after all of it, you give me a cheque like a severance package for eight years of service?" I slammed my hand on the table, rattling the silverware. "Can you pay for the time, Jason? Can you buy back my youth with this? Can you buy back the pains I went through to abort six babies?" Jason didn't flinch. He adjusted his cufflink, looking at me with cold, dead eyes. "EVELYN," he said, his voice dripping with ice. "I can't marry someone like you." The air left my lungs. "I deserve better," he said, and he actually believed it. The arrogance radiated off him like heat.

“I like weird.” “Well, you’re in luck.” Our eyes meet and my heart flutters. This is the most real I’ve seen Jon, and this is the most real he’s seen me. Because right now, I’m not Elizabeth, the con-artist, scourge of the South Side. I’m just Elizabeth, the quirky blonde who reads smutty vampire and werewolf romance novels in her spare time and gets way too wrapped up in scary TV shows. Jon’s fingertips brush against my shoulder, and I shiver. I tip my head towards his, lips parting.

My chest felt hollow as the realization hit— is this really happening The crowds gasped and they realized. “She’s his mate?” someone whispered. “How can she be mated to him?” another questioned. “Is the Moon Goddess playing some sick joke?” “This… fatty with Jason?” I felt the sting of every judgmental stare, every cruel murmur. “You people are sick in the head,” Elena spat. Jason’s hands grabbed mine violently, pain shooting through my wrists. “Hey! Jason, let her go!” Elena yelled, trying to wrench my hands free. But his gaze was lethal, focused, unrelenting.

Alexis grinned victoriously. " You will marry Jason right?" Elena turned to her daughter. " Yessss, mom, you just need to help me get into that mansion, if Ashley is kicked out, I would become Reyes's wife and then seduce Jason " Alexis scornfully said, feeling on top of the world. " No, you don't need to marry that old man, just make Jason yours, you are the prettiest of them all, Jason will be head over heels for you, trust me " Elena assured, making Alexis blush further.

That was Jason, that was her father. Jason stood there looking at his mate after so many years, she was just as beautiful as she ever was, but someone else caught his eye, a young girl who had his eyes looking at him like a mirror. He wasn’t sure what to make of it. “Lily” was all he could say. Lily looked at him tears in her eyes “Jason” she said in a whimper. “I am so sorry. I don’t even know what to say. I don’t know how to explain what I did or why I did it.” Lily couldn’t get any more words out as Jason ran to her and threw his arms around her. “I don’t care why you did anything, you’re here now and I'm never letting you go again!” was all he said to her before turning to look at Elizab