Jason Vorhees Novels & Stories

A few days passed after the incident at the harbor, where Jason crippled Elvis and saved Vanessa. Yet he was seen as the bad guy by the smith family, and to some extent even Vanessa himself. Jason didn't hear anything from Vanessa. And he didn’t try to reach out either, he was too busy searching for the dagger. The good news? He’d finally uncovered something about Elara Von Halen. She was an underworld boss. The one who ruled the east side of Velmora City.

“Believe me he is. I was trying to tell you about him but you didn’t believe me. Kevin Watson is a monster. I am glad you are no longer with him. And be careful, he is dangerous and doesn’t take no for an answer.” “Well he better start learning.” I said firmly. “Forget him, let me not spoil your evening.” Jason smiled and began telling me about his time in New York. But I kept thinking of Kevin. Did he truly assault Velma? He must have. That would explain Jason’s hatred of him, and his hatred of Jason, since Jason knew his secret. I had been dating a monster the whole time. I shuddered. “Are you okay?” Jason asked. I smiled. “Perfect.”

I don't know –” Giveon mumbled, “If I need to, then I might,“ Giveon's voice was soaked in apprehension, which was odd. Jason used to be his buddy. But right now, he was talking about him like he was just some random monster. He couldn't help it. Jason was legendary for the millions of lives he has wasted since he turned Capo. He was a bloody assassin now. A Mafia! Years spent with Jason were the reason he was feeling a pang of sadness right now. But if he happens to encounter Jason, he just might kill him. That's just the logical thing to do.

His eyes flashed again, “Same shit. You wouldn't listen to me. Ran off by yourself, near got yourself killed. I tracked you with four others and by the time I got there you were being attacked by a dozen other Vampires.” “Oh yeah.” Lucas smiled. Jason was magnificent. His solid muscle and legendary fierceness never ceased to amaze him when he was hunting. Jason and his pack ripped his enemies to shreds. “I just wanted some alone time.” Jason shook his head and sat down opposite him, “Valear near tore my limbs off over that. I came home and took it out on you.” “We destroyed that house in Spain.” Jason grinned as the memory resurfaced, “Rubble.” He paused letting the seriousness of the situat

It was a person they had never seen before. Jason studied the drawing, becoming more confused. His tone was curious as he said, "Who is this person?" Leo stared at the drawing, a mixture of conviction and resolve in his eyes. This Jason, this is the one who killed my dad. This is the same individual who sent the letter seven years ago that brought the Moondawn pack to an end, and who also sent the letters that exposed the corruption among the elders."

He was about to say something else when suddenly the front door opens up and two people walk in. Jason and the hooded guy who was driving the car yesterday, came in laughing and joking around. Then suddenly he took off his hood and hung it up, and I got a good look at his face. He had a scar on his face that reached from his jaw to the top of his eyebrow, and extremely black eye's that sucked you in like a vortex. And I suddenly knew where i'd seen him before. He was on Tv, a convict that had escaped prison last year. And apparently they never caught him. He was wanted for several murders and charges of theft and gang rape.

He found that someone wanted to assassinate Yvette and sent out his cursed voodoo doll to stop the assassin at once. Kayson arrived at the Queens’ villa right away. Jason had already come home, and he was sitting on the sofa with Yvette. Yvette’s arm was wrapped in gauze, and her face was ghastly pale. “Kayson, you’re here!” Jason’s expression was unpleasant, and the villa was a chaotic mess. All the glasses were shattered, and two walls had collapsed. A corpse was lying in the living hall while Ogden was leaning against a wall corner to rest. He was injured too. As for his cursed voodoo doll, it was already beaten up to a pulp.

“That dude, Skylar is a piece of shit that gets scared easily, dude, for real, cries at everything “. “And how would you know that ?”. “Well he kind of lives in my neighborhood “. Jason replied me. “And you see, around Halloween, last year, dude was stepping around my property and got scared of the skulls in front of my house “. “I was there “. Harper said with an amused grin on his face. “We tried to convince him that it was just decorations but he didn’t believe “. “He didn’t believe because you jacked him up with a skeleton first”. Jason retorted.

He called out as he turned it on, and went down her arm with it, she screamed in agony as her skin bubbled and blackened on her tanned skin. Hayley couldn't watch any more and got into her car and turned on the radio as loud as she could, placing her head down against the steering wheel waiting for all of it to be over. Jason picked up the switch blade once more and sliced off the skin he just previously burned. "Okay, that's enough," I ordered beginning to feel nauseous myself. "Are you sure?" He asked breathlessly. "I want her alive." I repeated from before. "Why?" Jason asked confused.

Sisi whispered. The moment they came down to the second floor, the guard was already dead. Blood was spraying out from her neck, staining the wall. It was a female Badblood. She has two horns on her head and a rough face. Her arms were huge and solid, the muscles that fill her body was too much and almost disgusting to look at. Daren and Lukas have weapons on their hands, a sword and a spear, while Viktor has a cute dagger with flower embroidery on the hilt.