Jason Todd X Reader Novels & Stories

I'm sorry for everything---'' ''---No, it's not going to happen.'' ''Please.'' ''No.'' ''Please, Jason, Please I'm begging you-'' ''Can't you see Sasha? Do you think that I can love someone? Huh? You really think that there's some ounce in my heart that I care about. That I am some prince charming, a knight shining armor? I'm not. I'm Jason Vella, a billionaire that doesn't give a fuck about anybody else. Do you hear me? I don't care about anyone but my damn self."

Everyone was quiet as they waited for someone’s phone to vibrate and when Jason’s phone vibrated, everyone either gasped and cheered louder. “Read it out!” Xavier yelled, gassed more than everyone else. Jason stared at the message and his cock gave a weak twitch and he swallowed. “Can I suck your cock after this game, please?” Jason read and everyone gasped and Anna stared at Alicia in shock, a proud smile on her face. “Lucky bastard.” Dylan said particularly to nobody but Jason knew he was referring to him. Alicia proceeded to ask someone else a truth or a dare while Jason quietly typed a response back to her.

Jackson answered. “Well, My name is Todd and all your drinks are on me tonight, we are getting ready to close down anyway, I won’t have a job come Wednesday.” Todd stated. “Would you like one?” Jackson asked. “I’m sorry, you never told me your name.” Todd stated. “Jackson Myers.” Jackson returned. “Of the Myers High Club?” Todd asked, raising an eyebrow. “The one and only.” Jackson answered with a small smile. He handed Todd his business card. “Job is there if you want it.” He downed his beer and left.

One way or the other, we were going to talk to each other someday and we can't avoid the talk and confrontation it will bring about. Light seeped out from the corner of Jason's room, his door was already open. Hmm, that's weird. He usually doesn't leave his door wide open like this, so what was he doing? I thought he'd be asleep by now. Letting out a shuddering breath, I pushed the door wide open fully, revealing myself. Jason sat on the edge of the bed, fiddling with his phone. His upper half was bare, covered with bandages, courtesy of Jared and he was clad in white-washed jeans that hung dangerously low on his hips, exposing his v-line. I gulped, shifting my attention from that area. Now

Inside, I found myself in a space that was starkly different from my own. Jason’s bedroom was cold, almost sterile. Black, white, and gray tones dominated the walls and furniture, exuding an eerie emptiness. Unlike my ornate, golden-accented chambers, his felt… lonely. A screen blocked part of the terrace, where the only touch of warmth came from a simple tatami mat and an unclosed book beside it. I stepped closer, glancing at the title. A modern novel from Larvania. Strange. I had never seen Jason read anything for pleasure.

“It’s not allowed. I am your husband. But seriously now, we have to figure out what’s this guys issue. Also, what’s with the birds. They clearly seemed to be focused on me.” “Jack,” “Jazz,” Jason stood looking at the tattered book he had found behind fire place. “What did you find?” Jack moved closer and took the book. It was full of drawings of the birds and some writing that was smeared being wet at some point. He studied the drawings intently. He then looked at the front of the book. He can barely make out five names. If he should judge, they all seemed to be related. “What do you think Jack?” Jason had already looked at that drawings. It reminded him of a comic book. “I think everyone is

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The cover was pretty and the blurb was mind-blowing Todd couldn't believe that he had this among his collections but he didn't think he had gone through this before. He had been reading for the past fifteen minutes, sitting in the room of Thalia, he was about to flip to the next page when he heard the sound of someone yawning sweetly and loudly, he shuffled around in his chair to look at her, "Are you..." Thalia jumped off the bed, seeing what Todd was reading, she didn't want him to know what she was reading when he wasn't around, she was ready to tug the book from him but he had calculated her movement and had pulled away faster than she anticipate and grabbed her hand.

“As the book shows, Will Herondale is a hot-headed being who acts first before thinking and is all emotional, unlike Jem Carstairs who is synonymous with calm despite life's adversities. Which one would you go with?” I giggled, a little proud of Jason. He had actually taken the time to read a random book with me, a gesture that had never happened before when we were married. I mean, I always asked him to watch a movie with me, read with me, or do things like that together, but he always responded rudely, saying that he had a million more important things to do than spend his precious time on meaningless stuff.