Jason Mott Author Novels & Stories

The question hit silence. "Because I'm a man motivated by money," the man finally said, breaking the silence between them. "And that is the one thing that SkyNet isn't giving me right now. This is an opportunity for me to make money and believe me, I'll do anything to have some bucks with me right now. That is your reason to trust me." Jason frowned. He hated folks like him who thought that anything was worth sacrificing for money and even though it wasn't entirely his fault, he cancelled off the man from his books at once. Once all of these was over, he would be gone for good.

--- Author’s Note: What do you think about Jason’s sudden shift in mood? Could it be related to Vincent, or is something else going on? Let me know your thoughts!

And Mrs Wilist's questioning. "She's literally thriving from dissing your mother. That's hilarious, don't you think so hon?" Jason spoke to Rachel who was just playing with her food. "I'm actually proud of her. Her book has been selling out all over the country and it's not exactly easy to write all about your pains and even publish it. So yeah.." My mom had turned red and she shook her head in utter disappointment at me. But I was way more disappointed with her. "What a son." Jason commented and his cousin, Frank, sighed, dropping his silverware on the plate making a sound.

His words finally made me laugh. We spent the whole day with Andrew and Ethan, then we're back at our place just after dinner time. The kids were tucked in and again Jason was busy in his home office with his laptop. He has his own company now and took his job very seriously. While David was done with his teaching job and had become an author for his educational books. "Jason... it's our anniversary, why are you still working?" "I'm sorry kitten, I'm almost done, give me five seconds and I'm all yours."

Their expressions were full of interest and eagerness to learn about Jason's ideas and provide their professional advice on the undertaking. Jason, a towering figure of self-assurance and resolve, spoke to the farmers with a clear goal in mind. "I've gathered you here today because we have a unique opportunity to breathe new life into the once-abandoned lands of the Moondawn pack," he said. "We'll be planting crops, and the potential for growth and prosperity is enormous."

Mom interrupted, "Zachary was the one that gave you that information? Why on earth would you believe something a man that wanted you but couldn't have you say?" I knew mom wouldn't understand. She didn't know just how dangerous Jason could be when he didn't get his way, she didn't know the kind of jobs he had done to get where he was now, she didn't even know the kind of man he was at all, so of course she would think trusting Zachary was wrong.

We are going to have to take her out to the barrier soon to test Marietta’s theory and I don’t know how my friend is going to deal with that. Jason is sitting on the couch, in his usual sentinel spot, reading a very old book. I catch his eye, but he shakes his head while glancing at her. It has to be about magic or witches or something to do with his mate. He’s never been one to study unless it is absolutely necessary. This must fall under that category. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

He sight lightly . " Father , actually you and mom can just retired and live in this house with little sister . I and second brother can afford to rise little sister and responsible for both of you ." Jason said . He knew his second brother had some investment in two small company and he had also two percents shares in Moo's automative company with his advice and every year the boy had five hundred thousands to seven hundreds thousands dollar inserts into his account . He even had one percent share in M & C private hospital that he bought with Keykey's help. It gives him a hundred to three hundred thousand dollar every six months .

I rounded the corner and stopped dead. Jason sat at the kitchen island, showered and dressed in dark jeans and a fitted black t-shirt that showed off the body I’d seen way too much of last night. His dark hair was still damp,and pushed back from his face. Those green eyes lifted to meet mine, and that infuriating smirk appeared. “Morning, Melissa!” Mom turned from the stove,with her spatula in hand, beaming. “Come meet Jason. He prefers Jason over Luca.” “We’ve met,” I said flatly.