Jason Name Meaning Novels & Stories

"It's not a name associated with government work, let's just say that." Jason gave a single, curt nod, acknowledging the dark reputation tied to the name. "It's not. But the day I stranded... was the same day I found out my real name." He turned to Selene, his gaze meeting hers, "Jason Wolfe, was just my alias. My real name is Brandon Caelthorn." As he finished saying that, he looked at Selene and he could see her mind working, trying to connect the dots. "Selene... do you remember what Martha and Henry said? Back at the mansion?"

he asked softly curious. “I forgot for a moment I am married to your dad,” she confessed. “Dad,” he asked puzzled. “Yes, Jack Warren.” Jazz looked into his startled face that quickly shifted into understanding. "Jack is my brother,” he said quickly looking briefly towards the door. “My apologized, this is all new to me.” She admits truthfully. “For me too,” he said with a small smile. “What is your name? And how old are you?” “I am Jason Warren and I am eight years old.” He said formally.

"Besides, if we're back together, it makes no difference if it's your baby or not; you're still the father." Jason hesitated, but he wished he could name his baby after Emily even though he liked Liam's name. But, of course, it would be happier if he chose the name for his son. "Jase ...whatever it is, I'd love it if you'd name him," Tamara repeated, reassuring Jason that his idea was needed. So that's what he did. "Aaron. His name is Aaron." Tamara flashed a happy smile as she heard the name Jason had given the baby in his arms which was his son, Liam.

Jason's gaze travelled over Claude's clothing, a tiny scowl on his face, but he remained silent in front of everyone. With a sigh of relief, Claude exhaled deeply. Jason isn't generally a good manager, so the fact that he hasn't publicly chastised Claude suggests he's had a lucky day. Jason gave him the moniker "Jamie." A male model may or may not wear underwear, but he must have a moniker so that others will notice that he is not average.

And, it was also going to give me a chance to do the pregnancy test "Jason" I called "Yes" "I have to go home tomorrow" "Why?" "Because Judith is going on a business trip and she wants me to take care of Mama" "Mama?" Jason asked with confusion written all over his face "No, it's not what you're thinking" I laughed "it's a dog" "Dog? You named a dog 'Mama'? Who does that?" "My sister do" I replied "She have to be very pretty then" "It's not a 'she', it's a 'he'"

nearly from the moment he walked into the room, his eyes were concentrated on our little baby. All I could see in his eyes was pure love. " What is his name?" Jason lifted his eyes for a moment to look at Kenny and I while I just turned to look at Kenny. He chose the name so I wanted him to be the one to tell everyone. " Michael." Jason jounced his head as he glanced down at his whoreson in his arms and a small smile dragged at his lips. " Michael De Mancuso. It's perfect."

His name is not even that fancy’. “Thanks for your kind words, my lady. It was my grandfather who named me ‘Jason’”. He waved his hands in the air as he explained to Vivianne, who had no choice but to listen. “Your grandfather named you? What about your father?”. Vivianne was confused and asked. “Sadly, my father passed away before my mother conceived me”. Jason explained. The expression on his face was tranquil at first. Unfortunately, after he'd mentioned his late father, his face became sulky.

We still haven't decided on a name for our son, but suddenly a name pops into my head that begins with the Turner family's J and that Hazel might like. " Jason! What do you think of Jason?” " Jason. " I repeat the name to see how it sounds. It's perfect. " That's it, Jason White Turner!” " Jason White Turner. " I say it again and approach my wife to give her a kiss, not without checking to see if anyone is watching us. " That's our son's name.”

"That's amazing. Congratulations, Dad. I'm... I'm happy for you and Luna Emily." Jason smiled. "Thank you, son." Jerome looked down again, his hands clenched together. "What are their names?" "The boy is Jake," Jason said softly. "And the girl... Natalie." Jerome's eyes glistened. "Beautiful names." Jason took a deep breath. "I've been watching you these past weeks. You've changed, Jerome. I see it. I believe you've learned your lesson. That's why I came here today." Jerome looked up slowly.

He asked, finally letting go of his hold on my hands. "Jason,” I began, addressing him by his real name instead of ' baby, ' which he preferred. “You just said that your girlfriend has woken up from a coma. And I'm asking "what does that make us?” My stomach churned as I waited for his response but I kept my composure. I needed to know what would become of our marriage since his ‘girlfriend'had woken up. The mere thought of him referring to Lilly as his girlfriend even though I, his wife, was standing before him sent a sharp pain to my chest.