Jason Grace Death Novels & Stories

People gathered around the scene. Some screamed in horror, others just stood there, oddly indifferent to everything, while a few pulled out their phones, more interested in recording the moment than understanding it. Meanwhile, Jason disappeared into the crowd. A few seconds later, he run into Grayson's house. He burst through the front door. Hoping to catch the person responsible for Grayson's death before they left, only to find it empty. Jason cursed. Whoever killed Grayson had slipped out just seconds ahead of him.

death, James—who had always been an obsessive neat freak—panicked and clutched my body, sobbing in uncontrollable grief. "Darling! Wake up! Don't scare me! We promised to grow old together. How could you be so cruel and leave me like this?" Cassandra tried to comfort him, only to be shoved aside. "Don't touch me. The only one who can touch me is El!" Later, James collapsed onto the ground, crying like a child. He bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood before passing out on the spot. The comment section was filled with people mourning our so-called love.

Jace spoke up as they all watched him like they were hoping he would keep their little secret. "Catherine is crying, my father looks like he is about to break down and you all keep looking at yourself like you were scared of spilling some big secret and I am supposed to wait till you are ready to talk?" I spat angrily. "Someone should talk to me" I demanded. "Grace is dead, Paige, she didn't make it out of the warehouse. I had gotten to the scene right after she did but I had to help Carlos out, I never imagined she wouldn't be walking out of there" Dad spoke up and my heart dropped as the room went dead silent everyone throwing silent daggers at Dad with their eyes.

Jason replied. "I'm sure they're others, since he manages to live discreetly as a spy, I'm sure he has his companions, we'll fish them out," I stated and Jason nodded and he stood up. By now the spy has stopped groaning in pains, he was now spitting out blood, but he suddenly stopped moving, I sighed knowing he's dead already. How pitiful, he wanted to risk his life for someone who only ended up killing him. Freya pov's I was heading to my room when Gracie ran to me.

he shouted. Jace broke down quietly. Jason released him and turned to his father. “Dad… what’s happening? Is Mom okay?” Silence. “Why is no one talking?” he yelled again. “Mom…” Jennifer’s voice shook before she burst into tears. Jace finally spoke, his voice heavy with grief. “Mom is gone, Jason.” Everything froze. “What are you saying?” Jason whispered, his lips trembling. “Jason… Susan is dead,” his aunt added, covering her face as she cried.

Only stammers left her lips, she clenched her fist on the bedsheets, her heart beating erratically like the sound of the ringing bell, as she caught her breath to apologize, it was too late. Jason's hands grabbed her neck region making her unable to breathe. He squeezed his muscles tight struggling her to death. Her whole body was quivering. She never planned to leave the world like this, she never imagined that her grandson would ever desire to kill her. The more he squeezed her throttle, the more gruntled moans escaped his lips. He was engulfed in pain. "I should have done this long ago," Jason mumbled. Madame Rosa blepharon was closing in death but then-

Grace snapped. “Oh no Grace, I plan to go to heaven and this afternoon and you are going to take me there. Now, get out of that coffin slowly and walk up those stairs. Just a reminder that Nancy is here with a gun. So, if you try to escape there will be severe consequences. Understood?” Jason said and Grace nodded. “Good! Now, get up slowly!" Jason order. Grace got up slowly and forced her legs not to wobble. There is no way she was going to show any signs of fear and in front of this Cunt!

Jason did have the capital. "Yes, I want to have a short talk with you." said Gusto, looking at Madison. Madison looked up at Gusto, and there was a hint of mist in his eyes. "Is there any news about him?" Madison asked. She knew that in the past year, Gusto had never given up searching for him. In fact, she was definitely not the only one in pain. When the news of Jason’s death came, Gusto was also heartbroken. It was exaggerated to say that he grew grey overnight, but that night, this man, who was usually in high spirits, really became older.

Levy gritted out. “Or what?” “Where. Is. He?” “Dead.” A casual shrug. “He’s dead.” Levy’s mouth dropped open, a strangling sound emerging. “You killed him?” “Yes. Yes, I did.” Grace threw her legs over the mattress, and winced. They must be paining her, he thought, wishing he were there to ease her hurts. She straightened. “Now, let’s go home. I’m eager to sleep in my own bed.”

His hand snaked between my legs and he stroked me. I threw my head back as he pleasured me slowly and sensually making me reach my high. And then we made wild love in the bathtub as water splashed all around us. The next morning we woke up with the devastating news of Doctor Henry. He expired last night, the injury was too fatal to survive. Jason and I got ready for the funeral. At the funeral almost everyone was present. His parents were crying so much. His mom was holding a bag that had his belongings. The clothes and things that he was wearing last night. I couldn't stop my tears as Jason consoled me.