Jasper Hale Gif Novels & Stories

A dark, inky symbol appeared on the child’s tiny chest, pulsing with a sickly light. “No!” I screamed, struggling to reach my baby. But the pain in my abdomen flared up again, and I fell back, gasping. The symbol on my child’s chest glowed brighter for a moment, then faded into his skin. Jena straightened, satisfied. “Consider it a parting gift. A curse that will awaken when they come of age. Let’s see how your precious hybrids handle that.” Jake broke free from her hold, his eyes blazing with fury. He was on her in an instant, his hands wrapping around her throat. “I’ll kill you,” he snarled.

Jackson shakes his head and slowly shifts back to his wolf. He is in feral form, and I am in human form. We turned in a circle, looking into each other's eyes. When Jackson lunges at me, screaming that he's going to rip me apart, I only partially shift my hand and bury it in Jackson's chest, taking advantage of his momentum. I felt my hand break into Jackson's ribs and gripping his heart, I ripped it out, and lift it into the air, blood running down my arm as I looked into Jackson's startled eyes. He looks at his still beating heart in my hand, then at the hole in his chest, and finally at me. He drops to his knees.

Jasper Jasper watched the knave slide into the lime-green Spyder, his fingers pressed to the dreamy smile that curved his lips. It had been… incredible. Just incredible. The things the knave had done to him, and that he had reciprocated… “Oh fuck,” he groaned, his eyes rolling back at the memory.

Stella pulled a sad smile. "I still remember that day. I was the one who brought them to the assignment and I watched them die in front of me, one by one. If Hale was not the spy, I would be watching my only living comrade die in front of me. I will not be able to sleep and eat well for the rest of my life. Even if I had reported it, I will still save her," Jasper said.

None of the stunts she's pulling against me look or feel ordinary. Just then I hear laughter, real people laughing this time around, and when I check the source, it happens to be coming from outside. I look and see Talia's closest and weirdest friends laughing. The young boy called Jasper is holding a voice enhancer, which looks magical even from afar. I stare dead at them. “YOU TWO DID THIS?” Jasper wipes away a tear. “You should have seen your face-”

"It's watching us." "Haley," Jack said, not taking his eyes off the shadows above. "You're up." Haley stumbled forward. She looked painfully out of place in this temple of high-tech minimalism. She was wearing a baggy, grease-stained janitor's jumpsuit she’d scavenged from the van, and she clutched her battered, sticker-covered pink laptop like a holy relic. Her glasses were fogged up, and she was trembling so hard her teeth chattered.

"What!!" Belle yelled bewildered as she stood up abruptly from her seat. Jasper suddenly dropped his fork on the table as he turned fully to face the mirror. "Although, the FBI hasn't confirmed this information yet or even addressed it" "Anonymous pictures have been released in a place confirmed to be detective Jasper's house" "The pictures captured detective Jasper and the assassin to be in what could be considered as a conversation " she continued and just then the images of the screen changed to the pictures.

Jasper snapped back. “Oh, now you want to help? What about when I was actually a kid, where were you then?” Nathan’s sarcastic voice met my ears just as Halle pushed open the door. “You know what, Nathan? Whatever.” Jasper threw his hands up in surrender and stumbled backwards before turning around to storm out of the room, barely sparing me a glance. “Nathan…” Halle shook her head at her mate and turned around to run after Jasper. “What?” He looked after her with uncertain eyes.

Just the idea of being able to do something like the Alpha made me a little giddy, which I tried not to show in my own expression. "You have eternal life, do you not?" I ask. "Will I share this?" Jasper glanced down at where he was fiddling with his fingers. I followed every brush of his fingers over the blanket he was holding, knowing exactly what they were capable of doing. Licks of fire light danced across his features, shadowing parts of his expression that made him seem so much darker, and even more mysterious.