Jason Isaacs Young Novels & Stories

She took a deep breath, she thought she was probably hearing things. "Jason is so handsome, I wish I could have one night with him," Gianna continued, putting her hand on her cheek, a dreamy look on her face. Gianna was a young girl, even younger than Rhea was, with a small pixie like body and a cute smile.

I didn’t respond, just kept quiet. He moved in closer, sliding his hand around my waist. "In case you haven’t noticed, I am Jason, son of the chief councilman from Stormfall Pack. I am kind of a big deal—an eligible bachelor too," he whispered in my ear. Goosebumps ran down my skin as I pulled further away. "Just leave me alone. I don’t want to talk to you." "Oh, don’t be like that. Let’s just spend the night together..." His hand started moving toward my butt. I pushed him away, and his face twisted in anger.

Jasper's gentle voice resonated with Jason, "I believe you acknowledge me as an ally. Am I right, Mr. Derullere?" Upon hearing that, Jason, a distinguished lawyer in his 50s, burst into tears in front of Jasper. "I can't take it anymore, Mr. Beckett!" he cried out. "Working for Jameson another day is unbearable. We're not even human to him, just expendable pawns!

She closed her eyes for a second, and for that short moment, she let herself exist only in this conversation, not in the mansion, not in the hidden room, not in the photographs. Jason continued, “I saw a job posting today that looked like your kind of thing, boring but stable, I thought about sending it to you but then I remembered you always say you are too important for boring.” “I never said that,” she replied. “You absolutely did,” he insisted. She smiled faintly now, despite everything. “Send it anyway.” “I knew you would say that,” Jason said. They talked a little longer, about nothing important, about his classes, about something he cooked badly, about a friend who borrowed money and

You mentioned that before. Jason is well, the heartthrob of New York. He is only twenty-six years old but he has made enough money to last him a lifetime, he has hotels around the world and he models too. He is pretty famous amongst the ladies. The guy is a frigging womanizer. Makes me wonder how my dad picked him for me, I mean Aliya or whoever the fuck is going to end up marrying him. I think that will be you, Zara. ''I know that okay,'' I say out loud.

Jason did a little bow and stood up straight, smiling. Oh, a gentleman. "Let me guess, you have been hearing of a certain new maid. My name must be all over the pack by now." "Yes, it certainly is." "Wait, what?" Isabella knitted her brows. "My name is all over the pack?!" "Um, yeah." Jason looked confused. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to annoy you." Isabella sighed and said under her breath, "Goddess, he is too innocent."

Jason was wearing a black suit. He followed Hailey around, guarding her and at the same time carrying out a background check on Tyler Erickson. He's good at flirting, and he made her laugh and smile. She was flushing at his compliment. Okay, the man is good-looking and… rich.

RAINA’S POV "Moving crew!" Isaac hollered as he entered the alpha floor master bedroom with Jason following behind him. "You ring, we swing riiiight on over," Jason added his own flair in announcing his presence, lifting his arms and flexing his biceps at me as he walked over, causing me to laugh at his comical display. “You’re late, no debating that.” Theo gave them an eye-roll, lifting one of the packed boxes Azara had just finished taping up. “You play too much.”

She is pretty but seems to have made it her mission to make me feel uncomfortable. "So, Dela," Isabella sucks on her red and white straw, and her cheek hollow while her eyes assess me. I wait in patience for her to drink so I can hear whatever she wants to say. "Jason is your brother, right? That NFL'er that went to our college before getting picked up?" Pride makes my chest swell, and a smile spreads over my lips. I love Jason and am so happy he made it to the NFL. "That's my brother." "Really?" Isabella sizes me up. "Wow, you look nothing alike."

Marek shrugged his shoulder, "I'm just helping you, Rissa," "Then don't, Jason is you two cup of tea," "Mom, you are just jealous I got an amazing father," Jason said with his tongue out teasing Marek. "How old are you again?" Marek asked. "he's just nineteen, it felt like yesterday I and Iyyar decided to give babies a try," Clarissa said. this Clarissa, unlike the Clarissa before looks so happy and her words and voice, were filled with sincere joy, you could tell that her heart is big and warm because of the bundle of joy and trouble their little son Jason.