Novel & Cerita Jasper Cullen

"Kaden's going to get what he wants." Rylan chuckles, saying, "you're going to come back, don't worry. Jasper knows what he's doing." If there's anything to trust, it's Jasper. He's the oldest Alpha out of all, and matches Alden in a lot of his wisdom. Alden has raw intelligence though, while Jasper's knowledge comes with all his centuries of life experience. Obviously though, I'm terrified. How could I not be? My mind won't cease the thoughts of what could go wrong until it actually happens.

"Now you're talking. You have ten minutes to meet us, or you can kiss your girlfriend goodbye." "What do you want?! Money?!" "Oh no no no" Jasper tsked. "I want you. So hurry it up pretty boy. I'm not a very patient man." He ended the call. "You're making a very big mistake." Karen said, shaking her head. "You don't k ow who you're messing with " "I do " Jasper replied. He retrieved a dagger from his back and showed it to her. "This has the most potent extract of wolfsbane, and powdered silver."

Mila and Nathan exchanged a glance, uncertain of their next steps. Jasper had recently turned 27. He was remarkably handsome with a fit physique and came from a distinguished family background, yet he had never dated or shown interest in any woman.

He chuckled. Five minutes before midnight, Cullen was supposed to be sleeping, but for some reason, he didn’t dare to. Suddenly, his cell phone beeped. He jolted before realizing it was his phone. Cullen has no idea why he was scared. When did his fear of Asher start? Was it when he found out that Asher was the grandson of Old man Williamsburg from the Capital, or was it when he found out that Asher has a connection to the Scorpion gang? Or the fact that he killed Ciara in such a manner?

A frown marred Gerald’s face at the recollection Rafael had just brought. “Jacob Cullen?” Rafael nodded, still scanning Liam. “Yeah.” “Who? The guy who ran off crying after Gerald told him to man up and stop acting like a defenseless wimp?” Damian questioned. Gerald winced as he remembered one of his least proud moments, which he hadn’t thought about in a while. Back in high school, there had been a boy called Jacob Cullen who had been nerdy and very timid with huge glasses. Due to his timidity, he was bullied by many people in the school, even his juniors.

No one dared to take it. Kayla stared at the empty chair, her heart stirring. She liked Adam, but seeing the more impressive and handsome Jasper made her heart waver. "Kayla, sit here with me." Julian grabbed her hand and pulled her down beside him. He leaned in and whispered, "That's Jasper Zeller you're thinking about. He's ruthless, and who knows how many people have gotten caught up in his mess. You think you want to mess with that? If you get into trouble, nobody's gonna have your back."

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

None of these men was worth giggling over, in fact now that they had Cassie, it was time they left. “Caleb.” A booming voice that reverberated round the house caught Kennedy’s attention and she turned to the foot of the stairs, where some blond giant of a man seemed to be giving Caleb a death glare. She knew she had been using the term ‘giant’ to describe these men, but this time, this man fit the description to the T. He beat Rinaldi’s 6ft4” height by at least three inches and was anything but lean; sturdy legs reminding her of tree trunks were encased in dark jeans, those biceps he had inconspicuously hidden in a grey cotton Henley shirt looked like they could crush steel, a wide chest th

Zoe Mug of steaming coffee in hand, I wound my way back to Isaac’s laptop. With an empty purse and a repair bill for a Jaguar I-Pace winging its way to me, I can’t afford coffee, but I can’t afford to not job hunt, nor will my finances stretch to reinstating my home internet service. On the slim chance I avoid jail time, I owe Isaac a class trip, Bella a school dress and I need new shoes. I googled Greyson’s fancy car. The eyewatering starting price stands at eighty thousand dollars. My house isn’t worth eighty thousand dollars. I can only imagine the horrific repair bill. The custom made watch he sported wasn’t much cheaper.