Jason The Toymaker Novels & Stories

says Briana who looks confused. Briana, Maria, John, and Jason have fun at the game houses in the park. Later, they go to win toys in the toy machines. First Maria, then John who only succeeds to get one compared to the five toys Maria won. It's Briana's turn and she fails in all her five attempts, but Jason steps in to play for her. He wins ten toys in all his ten attempts and they all cheer for him, except Briana who looks slightly impressed. "I see you're good at hiding your emotions. Here, i don't need them" says Jason, handing over the toys to Briana.

Everything was going on smoothly, her day passed all focusing upon the training and the event itself. (On the other side, Mr. Jason Merchant dialled his phone to Justin.) "Where are you young man?"Jason Merchant asked looking through a file. "I'll obviously be in my cabin at this time Dad."Justin replied from the other side of the phone. "I want to see you right now in my cabin." Mr. Jason replied and ended the call. Mr. Jason is the chairman of the MERCHANT GROUP OF INDUSTRIES and has special connection with the MERCHANT TEXTILE because that was the first ever company he established working day and night. He started the company from level zero and built up an entire empire with the help of

My room door i was so sure I had left shut that first night. "He played you," Dante said softly. "He's still playing you. Making you think you have power when really, you're dancing exactly where he wants you. You and Julian both." "Why are you telling me this?" "Because I want you to understand what you are to him. A toy. A possession. Something he acquired and will eventually discard." Dante's hand came to my face. I jerked back. "But it doesn't have to be that way. You could choose differently."

He truly meant it. "You knew what this was the moment you stepped into that hall," he went on. "You’re no different from the others. Just a tool. Something I bought to satisfy my lust." My fists clenched. "I’m not that kind of person," I whispered. "I didn’t know what kind of place I was walking into." No! I didn't know the kind of place I was being forced to come. "They all say that." He scoffed. "Now, be a good girl. Let me get my money’s worth."

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.

Outside the car, Julian burst out laughing, clapping his hands like a kid at a carnival. "Wow, you found it, Sebastian! I told Luna that keeping real tools in the car is such a downer. What if you bump into one? Hurts like hell! Isn't it way better to keep something sweet instead?" He grinned, proud as ever. "I had that custom-made in Aurenheim, imported and all. Handmade gourmet chocolate. Pretty pricey, but hey, you're welcome!" Rage surged through me. I crushed the chocolate in my hand and shouted, "Who told you to mess with my car? Are you out of your damn mind?"

The furnisher said that he would be visiting my home this weekend to install the set of couches for me since I already made the payment. I went to the kitchen to check on what I had left, and when I got out, Jason was still crying but I didn't want to look at his face. He wanted his father but not me. I couldn't blame him and knew that so far Jason has been growing up. I didn't have any man to play that fatherly role for him. And now that he knew that Joseph was his father. He wanted his attention.

I hadn't said a word yet, so why was he asking me about something I had literally just formed in my crazy head, only a couple minutes ago? Jason shrugged, folding his arms accross his chest as he leaned into the dresser behind him. "Well, toy kept murmuring about them for the last fifteen minutes, while I tried to wake you up. Something about them letting you go so you could get some food into your hungry stomach." His poker face was game, which made me question if he was joking or if he was serious. But I knew he was serious, because I knew I had thought about something as ridiculous as that. "Urghh! Just pretend you didn't hear that." I groaned, waving him off, even if I was smiling, as I

“Perfect. So tell me how did it go with your family?” They sat on the couch together as Alyssa talked about how her day went. “And my grandma got up and started shaking her booty and I was like oh my god. Not the booty squeeze.” Jason laughed. “Your grandmother sounds interesting. I would love to meet her one day. Did your cousins love their gifts?” “Yes. They ran me over trying to get the toys I bought them, but they are my babies though.” Jason smiled softly. “How about dinner with Janet and Wilson? You never told me…”

According to Jason, his designers were talented enough to create a trend and they did not need anyone’s starpower to attract customers. “Oskar Jung is on a different level,” Jason argued. “Our designers can create the best outfit but we need a good model who would be able to show off the style in order to convince him. And as much as I hate to admit it, if you wear the clothes, he would see the potential in our designs.” “So you do need my help,” Lucas grinned. “But what to do? I don’t think I’m free next week-” Get up and scram, you freak! Lucas cursed in his head. He was eager to throw Jason out of his house because there was an unconscious girl in his bedroom. Then again, he would be glad