Jason Mott Author Novels & Stories

she stammered, but he clearly didn't believe her. "Why are you shaking, then?" Jane was terrified at the thought that Lorcan was Jason—the same man who'd once been sentenced to death. If the court had handed down such a punishment, he must have committed a grave, monstrous crime. It was no surprise she was afraid after realizing she'd been with a criminal all this time. Jason's grip tightened around her as he tilted his head and leaned closely. "Who am I, Jane?" "Y-You're Lorcan Mattel, CEO of Mattel Group and my Lorc…"

They had heard rumors, whispers about an affair, questions about her ethics, suggestions from anonymous sources. “You’re being watched,” they said. “By who?” she asked. But the call had already dropped. Jason came home that evening. No suitcase. No apology. Just a folded letter he placed on the kitchen table. “I did some digging,” he said. “Whitlock’s in town. Has been for weeks.” Cassandra looked up from the sink. “Why?” Jason’s voice was hard. “He’s working on a project. A memoir. About his ‘life-changing relationships.’” He scoffed. “Guess who chapter one is about?”

"There's nothing to worry about Chloe, I promise." I didn't fully believe him but I nodded anyway because pushing the issue wouldn't get me anywhere right now. "Okay," I stated simply. I started undressing to take a shower and unwind from the stress of this impossible day, and Jason watched me with an expression I recognized. "Did you find a proposal writer?" I questioned as I unbuttoned my blouse. Jason's face fell and genuine sadness crossed his features. "No," he admitted. "Everyone was completely useless, nobody even comes close to what Mitchelle could do."

“Congrats, dude! How’d you snag this girl? She must be badass to make you ditch the bachelor life.” “She’s tougher than me, Jason,” I laughed, sipping my whiskey. “Came out of nowhere and put me in her pocket.” Then Bruce Morton showed up, loud as always. An investment baron from Denver, built like a tank, full beard, cigar in his mouth, and an energy that took over the whole place. He was just passing through New York for some billion-dollar deal, and I knew he wouldn’t miss a chance to drink with me. “Josh, the fucking groom!” he roared, slugging my arm so hard Elliot cracked up. “About time you found a decent woman!”

Josh paid no mind to it and continued. "Anyway, they screwed him over and now Jason is a little richer that him, a fact he never hesitates to show off. Now Kol is always angry and he won't date anyone, especially from his workplace." Mr Drey picked up the calendar on his table and threw it at Josh. He had definitely said too much. Josh dodged it. "Jason had come to gloat about having something . The MOD app was actually quite successful, putting us in the number one spot in the country but Jason had somehow managed to get a hold of our prototype designs and he plans to se..."

Jake let out a sharp breath, running a hand through his hair as he leaned back. “You want to know why I hate Jason?” he said, his voice low but edged with something sharp—something bitter. “Fine. Ever heard about the software program that put Whitman Tech on the map? The one that made Jason the so-called genius of the industry?” He let out a dry laugh. “Yeah. That was mine.” My brows pulled together. “What do you mean?”

She nodded and went to the till. Jason picked out a few books he thought Maya would enjoy if she hadn't read them. By the time he finished, he had around seventy books and two full baskets. "Will that be all, Mr King?" Amari asked politely. "Yes, thank you." He said and paid for the books. Jason put the bags of books in his car and drove to the restaurant. When he got there, he saw Liam and Skyler already eating. He didn't blame them. He made an unexpected stop on the way there.

Then we visited a bookstore where Jason somehow convinced me to buy five different novels. By lunchtime, he was happily telling me about every book he planned to read. And by dinner, he was still talking. Not that I minded it. I actually loved listening to him. Moments like these felt priceless, and it reminded me why I had fought through everything. If not for Jason, I wouldn’t have even bothered rebuilding my life the way I did. He was the reason why I kept fighting. He is the reason I will continue to fight for the life we both deserve.

Charlotte said sadly. "What does Jason do?" Andrew asked. The last time they spoke, he knew that Jason had a good character and made a mental note of how to help him in the future. "He's an architect but due to monopoly, he hardly gets any jobs. Recently, his colleagues in the office ganged against him and he resigned out of frustration. He's trying to start his company but is still applying for jobs. Even if he gets them, it doesn't last. They easily pick on him as a result of envy. Jason is good at what he does," Amelia explained, a sad smile lining the corners of her lips.

Selina Maya Hayes, my pride and delight daughter, is the subject of this book. *** Creak. “It's been a long time since I've visited this location. Now that Selina is away on a mission, I'm feeling a little lonely. There's just a year until she returns, and those administrators hags are giving me a hard time.” Jason, mumble. Below the window, Jason approaches an old functional desk. He grabs a book from his suit once he is confident, he is in a comfortable position. Jason begins to become absorbed in the book's writing.