Jason Voorhees Stories Novels & Stories

I explore the luxury, sophistication and exclusivity of Jason's chamber, which brings back memories. “The very first day I stepped into this compound, as a naive young girl, Jason promised never to displease me, he promised me a life and gave me the opposite. He'd never go Scott free” I speak aloud wiping a tear from my eyes while the door cracks open, and it's Jason.

Surely Cassian Cross isn't purring in my lap while my fingers comb through his slick hair. We stay like this for what feels like forever. I hold my breath, not wanting to break this haze. But my questions are beating so hard against my ribcage I fear I might explode. Where did he come from? What happened to him? Are we in any kind of trouble? I remember what happened in Vegas with Jason, and my panic doubles. Jason might be a weak bitch who can't throw a punch, but he's got ties running deep into the underground. He called them his ‘emergency contacts’. I hope to God that's not what happened.

Asher asked. “He didn't just disappear, brother.” Jason rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, the weight of the memory pressing down on him. “Back in high school, when things got really bad,” he said slowly, “I didn’t stand by.” Asher’s eyes sharpened. “What did you do?” “I sent him to prison,” Jason said. The words landed heavy. Asher stared at him, disbelief flashing across his face. “You did what?” “I reported him. Testified. Pulled every string I could,” Jason continued. “He went away. And she never knew it was me.”

With our mate tucked in my arms, we took off running towards home. “Did you guys see the surrounding carnage?” asked Jason. “Yeah, she is a warrior, but to what extent, I wonder. I guess we will find out when she wakes up,” said Zane. Out of all of us, he had the hardest life before we found each other. We don’t know all of it since he doesn’t talk about any of it, but I do know he had a really fucked up childhood.

I dipped a corner of my scarf into the bottled water in my bag and gently dabbed the blood from his mouth. “You didn’t have to say all that,” I said quietly, my hand trembling a little. He hissed as I touched the bruise, but didn’t pull away. “I meant every word.” I paused, meeting his eyes. “But how… How did you know all those things? His dad, the stabbing incident, the club… even the eviction? That’s not public stuff, Jason.” Jason looked away. “I hired someone.” “What?” My voice was sharper now, surprised.

“If there’s something you’re still hiding, it might not be worth anything after time passes.” Aurora’s expression didn’t change whatsoever despite Harvey’s words. “I can only think of this much for now. I told you all this without asking for something in return to prove to you that I’m still of use…” she said quietly, all the while looking into Harvey’s eyes. “If you treat me well, I might be able to think of something else.” “For example: I heard that Jason and Vince are sworn brothers.” “Two brothers as Gods of War. They’re basically invincible!”

Jason said, smiling too, "but yeah, I wouldn't mind some charm of protection over my car. I'd hate to stop driving one of these days and have a hard time hitting the brakes." "or you're spinning into the ocean all by itself." Kylie considered with a shiver. "God forbid." I muttered and turned to Jason, "you said you had your story to tell." I said and he nodded quickly. "why, yes. I do." Jason said, and sat up, cleared his throat, "I was out and about right?" "as always." I murmured and he just waved away my friendly remark. "So I was out and about, and took a detour to that house with that local family who got killed and their eyes gouged out."

[Renowned entrepreneur Jason Grant rumored to be married and living with his pregnant wife! Jason was smiling warmly, walking with Tessa in the park, gently supporting her. The last photo showed the two of them entering the same villa. A fresh wave of betrayal surged through me. No wonder he left so decisively, taking only a few clothes and telling me to calm down. It turned out that was just an excuse to get away. I calmed myself down and exited the news app. Then, a message popped up from Jason: [Sheena, there is a box I left in the safe. Could you drop it off for me? I will be waiting at Tessa’s villa.]

" Kayla, did he tell you he was leaving town for a bit?" "No. What is it with you guys, being so secretive lately?" Kayla answered, "You should call him, Jessie." She nodded and tried Jason's number, but it rang with no reply. Jason on the other hand was in deep sleep. In his dreams, he went back to his time in University. The scene was in front of the store on university campus. “Have you not packed yet?” Jessie asked Jason in horror. “What is there to pack? We are only going out a few days. A few clothes will do.” Jason answered without much care. He remembered this scene. This was before their camping trip. The scene continued.

Jason whispered to himself. Jason and Wayne have known each other right from their childhood days,they went to the same high school and college but they were unable to finish college due to their greed for money.They both work under Stan before he was arrested by the police so since then they both went their separate ways seeking for greener pastures. Jason decided to pay Wayne a visit.He's going there not because he missed him but he wanted to see his mighty supplier,he wasted no time and called few of his boys to get ready for a visit.