Jason Isaacs Young Novels & Stories

Back to the present, after staring over my reflection in the mirror one last time, I grabbed the food pack I'd prepared this morning–chicken casserole, his favorite. Today would be different. I was sure of it. The drive to Blackwood Empire took fifteen minutes. I hummed a reggae tune under my breath while tapping at the steering with excitement. When I got to his office on the ninth floor, his secretary looked up, startled. "Ms. Lila, I don't think he's—" I walked past her and pushed his office door open. Jason sat at his desk, a glass in his hand. Eyes red, hair messy, heavy bags under his eyes. What the heck?

I'm mentally angry at him for scaring me again. "Hi, Tasha," Isaac says with a broad smile. He walks up to me, kisses me on the cheek, and makes me blush instantly. Isaac is twelve and the most popular student at Webbs. Once, Principal Butler called in the parents of Corina Summers and her friend Yolanda because they almost fought over him during recess. It's no surprise; Isaac looks like a popular singer. He has blue eyes and blond hair that is always styled fashionably. Even though he and Jaden are the same age, Isaac is much broader-shouldered and looks older. “Who's this with you, Tasha?” Isaac's voice takes on an insinuating tone as he turns his attention to my companion. "What kind of

She shoved her hands into the popcorn causing some pieces to fall to the ground. "I can pass," Jason uttered and took the stairs to his room. Plopping on his bed, he couldn't stop wondering why Stacy hasn't spoken a word to him. He turned to the other side of the bed and remembered how Xavier glared at him... He sprang up from the bed and squinted his eyes. "On a serious note, why the hell was he there with them?" He massaged his jaw, shut his eyes and gasped in frustration. *********** B-General hospital

The taller one barked as he stopped about six feet from us. I spoke first. “I’m Elodie Laroux. By mandate of the new Alpha, I was ordered to return to finish out the school year here.” He paused for a moment taking in the information. “El? It’s me, Jacques. I’m Remy’s Beta.” I tilted my head. “Oh my goddess! It’s so good to see you.” I said as I stepped forward to give him a hug. He scooped me up in a big bear hug and held me tight before letting go. Jacques was Remy’s best friend as a child and we had often played together. Of course, he was 3 shades tanner and a few feet taller now. Also, very filled out, I should add.

She smiled but I didn't. I simply kept watching. After a series of advertisements, there was a recap of the news that had been made already. Jason was captured during a party hosted at an orphanage school. He was there to make donations to the school's team as his manner is. He carried two kids up and took pictures with them, he equally took pictures with a cross-section of the staff. He was captured while leaving in his car, he was tagged as the youngest philanthropist in town. Waw, "He's a good man," Lilian said beaming. She had just started to say nice things about Jason probably because she was pregnant with his personal chauffeur.

You couldn’t keep up to me, my friend, he thought to himself. “Are you going to pursue her?” Jason's brows went up in question. Lucas spared him a glance. “I don't wish to” I haven’t a choice. He thought to himself. Jason smiled knowingly. He didn't have to be a mind reader to know Lucas. “How old do you think she is?” Lucas thought for a moment, “Eighteen…nineteen at the most.” “That is very young Lucas.” Of course, compared to Luca's seven hundred years, everyone was young.

“You seem pretty young and still have a lot to learn. You will see what I mean.” “I’m nineteen. How old are you?” The man asked, curiously. “You seem young, but talk as if you are an old man.” Jason laughed softly. “I have a kid of my own. I’m twenty-nine knocking on thirty pretty soon.” “Married?” Jason smiled thinking about his family. “Yeah.” The young man nodded. “Living the American dream then. Who are you visiting in the hospital?”

Jessica tried her best to wash away the bitter emotions she was feeling and just try to enjoy the party at best or at the very least not embarrass her husband and family. Jason walked to them and stopped in front of them. Jessica accessed him. He looked young but it was still obvious he was around the age of Xavier. He smiled toothily and stretched for his hand to Jessica. "You must be Jessica? Nice to meet you I am Jason"

“Jason, you already said goodnight. Please go to your room. And for the record, yes… he’s a beautiful guy. But he’s too young. And mind you, he was drugged—completely out of it, like someone who’d had way too much alcohol. We barely exchanged proper words.” He stressed again, “Too. Damn. Young.” Jason chuckled under his breath. “Hmm, age is just a number, bro.” Then he leaned closer, voice low and dramatic. “Tell me the last thing—just one more. Did he get his first kiss?” “Jason…”

“Lucas Young is the most popular celebrity right now. Anything he does is bound to be a hit and sellout. I can arrange a meeting with his team if you want.” Great, Jason thought bitterly. As if I didn’t have enough things to worry about! “Call him,” he gritted. “And tell him that we need his help.”