Jason Hudson Novels & Stories

pretending to faint and they both broke out laughing again. --- Outside, Alex was waiting beside his sleek black car. Another man stood with him , Jason tall, clean-cut, with a doctor’s calmness and a hint of trouble in his grin. Jamie nudged Jasmine. “Who’s that?” “That’s Jason,” Alex said when they approached. “My best friend. who happens to be a famous doctor" Jason turned toward them first on jasmine, he gave her a warm nice smile, You must be Jasmine, I've heard a lot about you,

Arianna said and bowed slightly. "I think you should say a returnee employee. Anyways, welcome Miss Jason. It's nice to have you back" he declared, without a smile. "Thank you sir" Arianna replied. Sara led the way and they both went away. He kept his gaze on her until she was out of sight. Then he smiled. Thank goodness, she finally came. Next they went to see Chase Hudson. "Chase Hudson is the second master of the Hudson's family. He is the CEOs younger brother" Sara briefed as they approached his office.

Madison asked Jason. "It's fine." Jason nodded, knowing that having someone else cooperate would make it easier to trick Hank. "By the way, I'll be attending a wedding tomorrow. I made a promise beforehand." Jason spoke. Whose?" Madison could not help but be curious. She realized that Jason did not seem to have any friends or relatives since they were never in contact. This fact was related to something that happened to Jason back then. She knew a little about it but never asked in detail. "Lucy Steele's brother, I already promised her before," Jason said.

She must be upset that Natasha is all over me. Jason walks over to me. Jason is my childhood buddy who hangs with me and Jack often. He hasn’t found his mate yet either. Jason looks dapper in his white t-shirt, maroon jacket, and black pants. His golden blond hair is slicked back neatly and he is wearing rings on almost all his fingers. He is a big fan of piercings, jewelry, and tattoos. Even though his clothes are hiding most of his tattoos, his neck is fully covered with tattoos giving him a sexy look. I wonder why he wears rings on all his fingers. The piercings and jewelry are such an inconvenience when one tries to shift into a wolf. I guess he doesn’t care about spending some more time

Houston's Latest Heartthrob: The Woman Who Keeps Daniel Zavaro Warm Between the Cleats I snatch the paper from her and scan the article, vaguely aware Geni is reading over my shoulder. Step back ladies. It appears Daniel Zavaro is off the market. Maybe even for good! Last week, the twenty-nine-year-old captain of the Texas Mutiny, and one of last year's most eligible bachelors, was spotted in the company of twenty-five-year-old Quincy Watson, a local hairdresser.

Grace said as she shuffled up on the bench. “I would love to short stuff!“ Jason said sitting down next to Grace. “Sorry for been rude, James this is Jason. Jason is a cardio surgeon and James is..” Grace said not sure how to introduce him. “A very good friend of Kurt Blackwood and also a multimillionaire!” James said looking straight into Jason’s eyes giving him a silent warning. “Right should we go order?” Grace said after a few minutes of looking at the menu. “I need to pop to the loo, so I put our order in. Be back in a minute!”

Jason Jason stood in the communal shower, water cascading over his tan, muscular frame. His body was a vision of strength and athleticism, tall and broad-shouldered, with every muscle clearly defined from hours in the gym. His short, dark hair clung to his head, droplets trailing down his neck and across his toned chest, highlighting the veins along his arms. The light glistened off his smooth, wet skin, making his already imposing physique even more striking.

“Jason.” I shook it briefly. “Lena.” His lips curled slightly. “Ah, Lena Whitmore. The infamous Whitmore heiress.” I tensed instantly. I had half a second to decide whether I wanted to entertain this conversation or end it. “Infamous?” I echoed, arching an eyebrow. Jason shrugged, his smirk deepening. “A woman who runs an empire? A woman who turns down one of the wealthiest men in Hudsonville?” He let out a mock whistle. “Sounds like a legend to me.”

“Harsh, professor. Real harsh.” Adrian shook his head, but he couldn’t hide the small smile tugging at his lips. --- Their session was going smoothly—until someone approached their table. Adrian looked up and internally sighed. Jason Miller. A fellow basketball player, but unlike Liam, Jason wasn’t naturally gifted. He worked hard—probably harder than anyone on the team—but no matter what he did, he was always second place. Second-best scorer. Second-fastest runner. Second Liam Hunter. People called him that all the time.

By the time he reached the front door of the office, Jason was already there waiting for him. Jason works as an artist manager, and in the low season, he will also find shows for male models. "Has Jamie arrived yet?" Jason instantly raised his hand when he saw Claude. Jason's gaze travelled over Claude's clothing, a tiny scowl on his face, but he remained silent in front of everyone.