Jason Halloween Character Novelas e Histórias

His eyes lit up, and he ran over. “Holy moly, Etan! You are wilder than I thought. This is so blatantly wild. Who did this? It couldn’t be Anne, right? Come on, bring her out so I can take a look.” Jason had dyed his hair grayish blue, and he was wearing a black motorcycle suit. His handsome face looked two-dimensional.

“This doesn’t make sense. What can a deity want with a nobody like me?” The car sank into silence. I threw up my hands. “Is this the Ollivara thing again? I don’t know her.” “Some call him Sues or Warren, or the God of War,” Jason sighed. “He’s a long-time enemy of mine.” His jaw clenched as pure hatred darkened his eyes. “One day, I’ll tear his mask off before I tear his head off with my bare hands.” The air iced over, and everyone sat still. Even wounded, Jason’s power was still formidable. It was worse when he was injured. A wounded predator is at his most dangerous.

The ember burned on its own and slowly crawled down to his fingertips. Only when the sting of the burn pierced his skin did Jason finally rise to his feet. He seemed to have made a decision. He flicked the cigarette away and walked off, step by heavy step. He hired a cab and went straight to the cemetery on the outskirts of town. Each step up the staircase was like dragging chains. He finally stopped in front of a tombstone. Hannah’s bright and radiant smile beamed at him from the photograph, untouched by anything in the world. Jason collapsed to his knees before her grave.

There are many more leaves crunching. His hand is so cold, and his scent is odd. Those red eyes...and fangs. It takes a few moments before he relaxes, releasing my mouth as he peers up at me. "You are far from home, wolf. No screaming. Be a good girl. I am going to help you." Vesper growls, not trusting this male. 'Vampire.' "I was being chased by a...zombie." I admit. "I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home."

Footsteps echoed—slow, deliberate, confident. Adrian clenched his fists. “Show yourself.” A shadow detached from the far end of the hallway, tall and lean, moving with elegance that seemed almost inhumanly serene. When he walked into the faint light, Jason’s face came into view—smooth, expressionless, calm in a way that made him infinitely more terrifying than any snarling monster. Jason stopped several meters away, hands in his pockets as if he were simply strolling through a hotel on a lazy morning. “Adrian Miller,” he said in a quiet tone that sent a cold ripple down the hall. “I came for the girl.”

Jax teased. "For real. I mean, just look at his abs. Nobody has abs like that." I was baiting him a little. I knew for a fact that Jaxon was sporting some crazy defined abs under his t-shirt, and I could feel his hard body beneath mine as I laid on top of him. "How did you even dress up like Jacob for halloween?" He asked, not taking the bait. "I wore a tight t-shirt that looked like abs, the wolf tattoo on my shoulder, jorts, and tennis shoes. I also wore a long black wig so it looked like his hair before he cut it in the movies."

"We have to get this boy out, otherwise things will go bad for us" Sitting in the maze I can't even start thinking about happy thoughts. Whispers are flooding the air around me as all hope of getting out fades from my mind. I close my eyes to avoid tears coming down. My stomach rumbles as I sit down in a fervor begging anyone to help me. I start falling into a soft sleep while everything around me becomes completely silent. “Jason!”

I saw his neck, Hannah did it, she injected him with the cure. He cried out of great pain and all the zombies felt it, all of them! He fell down on the floor. Every infected person also fell down, unconscious. “Son, I’m very sorry for all I caused,” He said amidst great pain. “I only wanted to create something that’d forever help human beings, I wanted to make people able to live longer, to be able to survive without eating for months, to be able to live without falling sick, but I failed. I’m sorry Jason, I really am,” He said and gave up the ghost.

It looked a lot like him but instead of fear, there was a sadistic glee on it. “Daddy was waiting for you, little Jason,” Yuan said with a manic glee. “Aren’t you going to play with your old man?” “No…” Little Jason begged. “Please dad...no…” The sudden flash of light broke Jason out of his nightmare. He stood there, blinking as the lights kept on flaring at them. The girl was still scared stiff, hiding her face in his chest. “Not the lights…” she kept on chanting. “Not the lights…”

To the world Jason is a Lion, a hungry Lion, but we all know he is secretly a cuddle bear, I mean, with his whines and all. Though he was a mugger, we can't hide the fact that Jason is a very compassionate human being, maybe the most compassionate out of all the characters. Jason can also be a softie, but when he is provoked, or someone he loves get hurt, he shows the big bad wolf he can also be.