Jason Qin Novels & Stories

Robert's words left Carrillo laughing for a minute or two. “Jason's a foreigner, you're right about that, but I don't think anyone would want to arrest Jason because he's just so good behind the wheel and also in the game of Hearts. Only Jason and I know how many millions we've made so far in bets.” Carrillo divulged, patting his right shoulder.

At the same time, their heads turned to see who it was. Jason was holding his wife’s hand and walking toward them. The Ziglers immediately got up. Johnson put on his best smile, held his hand out, and greeted him. “Mr. Queen—” Jason totally ignored the greeting and walked straight past Johnson. He then smiled at Liam as if Liam was an old friend. “Mr. Wolfenden, Ms. Sadie, sorry to have kept you waiting.” He then held his right hand out to greet them.

She raised her eyebrow questioningly. The man swallowed hard, nodded and spoke slowly, trying to keep himself composed. “My name is Jason, my queen.” She cocked her head to the side. He looked quite familiar. “I remember hearing about you before. You’re from the city of St. Louis, aren’t you?” She smiled slightly at his shocked expression.

“Good luck, Jason. And have fun.” Jason took his leave, and Charlie called up her next driver as I helped mine. He had messy blond hair and golden, tanned skin. His eyes were dark brown and lined with lighter eyelashes. He had an odd look to him, with hollow cheeks and a long, wide nose that was more than a little crooked. He walked up to the table with a confident swagger and planted one hand on the surface. “Troy Quimby.” “Quimby,” I said, flipping through the names on the papers before me. “One minute.”

Abroad. Jason walked into the company...People from the company started to gossip. "Isn't he too handsome...my god.", One of the people from the crowd spoke. "Yup...after Mr.Anan, Mr.Karan...he...Jason Ray is the next most eligible bachelor.", Other Employee spoke. "Mr.Anan and Mr.Karan recently revealed their faces...but he is already well known.", The employee said. "He is the only heir to "Nobel"...he is also a dream crush for people.", Another one spoke.

" No please don't do this Brian please." The girl cried out as I launched at her tearing a part of her cheek as she screamed in horror and pain. I enjoyed her tastes. "Shhh, it'll be over soon my lovely." I said as I dried off her tears with my fingers and continued feasting upon her face. I usually loved to dine on my prey on the table while they are tied down. I live alone, except for my one and only servant. Mr. Wilson is what I call him. My parents had passed when I was a lad, but they were like me. Cannibals. They raised me to believe how they believed. Feed upon the young and you remain young forever. I have never felt love for no one except maybe my parents and my servant.

Maybe this is what they call the 'divine proportion' or the 'golden ratio'. I was brought back to my senses as a woman whom I didn't notice standing behind him, cleared her throat loudly. Meanwhile, he smiled and continued, "I think I've startled you, my apologies Miss Parkers. And let me introduce myself, I'm Jason Lin, a chief psychologist at S & A healthy minds. And from tomorrow onwards, you'll proceed with your internship under my supervision," and he held his hand out. Whoa! Jason Lin! One of the most famous young psychologists in the country! So he works here?! Why didn't I know that?!

I felt Jason’s entire body go still. Not anger. Not embarrassment. Something far worse. Rage. I leaned slightly toward Jason. “What’s her name?” I asked quietly. Jason didn’t take his eyes off the woman. “Jaqueline Wright,” he said calmly. “Her father owns Wright Co. One of my main competitors.” I nodded slowly. “Well,” I murmured, “I think it’s time to crush them, don’t you?” Jason glanced down at me. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick message.

I couldn't help but watch him with anticipation as he started eating, trying to see when the perfect moment would come. Before I could speak, Jason cleared his throat. “I've been thinking about something all night, something I have to tell you,” he said, his tone serious but somehow excited. “Oh?” I set down my knife, adjusting myself even if I was sitting correctly. “What do you want to tell me?” I asked, my eyes momentarily flickering with excitement as I waited for him to speak. While waiting, I reached and shifted the small plate I had prepared to use for the surprise to the other side.

"And one more thing. On the patent application, you'll put Jason's name first. You can barely qualify as the second author. That's already a favor to you." I sprang to my feet, my voice shaking with rage. "Other than being Peter's nephew, what does Jason have? He doesn't even know how to write a simple loop!" Oliver looked at me coldly. "Because his last name is Mahone. Because he's a full-time employee, not an outsourced worker who can be replaced at any time. You'd better face reality, Rex." The conference room door opened, and Jason walked in, a victor's smile on his face.