Jasper Hale X Reader Novels & Stories

Alex emerged from the shadows, taller than she imagined, his presence commanding. “Jordan Hale,” he said, voice rough, unmodulated. “NightWhisper.” She froze, then pulled back her hood, green eyes flashing. “Alex Rivera. PhantomByte. You've been the one commanding me online?” He stepped closer, the air thick with tension. “And you've been the rival stealing my clients. But fuck, those nights... telling you to finger your pussy while I stroked my cock to your moans. It was you.” Her breath hitched, nipples hardening under her shirt. “I hated you for undercutting me. But online? You made me cum harder than anyone. Admit it: you suspected.”

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.

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

Two days after the full moon Jasper’s expression was that of someone whose mind was miles away as he stared off into the horde of zombies that aimlessly meandered about in front of him. “Have you considered how you’d like our help?” Hank telepathically asked as he shuffled up next to him. Looking at Hank with his peripheral vision while keeping his eyes on the horde, Jasper nodded. “You move with less grace today,” he observed. Hank moved his head as best as he could to create a nod, “As I mentioned, I worsen with each day. If you desire our help, I suggest we act soon.”

He suddenly stood in front of a locked room and glanced at me. "Can you smell that?" Ambrose exclaimed, jumping around excitedly. I focused on the scent he caught. A smell of roses mixed with molten chocolate broke in my nostrils. “No,” I mumbled with horror when I noticed who I was supposed to meet. The door opened, revealing the alpha of the pack, Haley Blake. She had long, light brown hair and a pair of bright hazel eyes. My eyes widened as the word escaped my lips. “Mate.” The person I tried to stop my wolf to find was right in front of me, the last thing I wanted. A mate.

She sounded confident and powerful, just as an Alpha wolf should be. ‘Of course. My name is Hazel by the way,’ she purred. “Would you like to go for a run together?” Jasper asked me, he was still smiling at me and he was reaching his hand out towards me as though he wanted to run his fingers through my fur. Hazel nodded her head and yipped excitedly at Jasper’s suggestion. Jasper took a couple of steps back and started to slowly take off his clothes. Was he trying to tease me? That was probably fair considering that I had been trying to do the same thing to him a few minutes earlier.

HAILEY No. I’m not okay. I’m broken. I want you so much, but I can’t take the final step. Her breath came in short, harsh gasps. Her heart raced, and her body shook with fear. Slowly, her mind cleared, and she looked up at the man she wanted so badly. Jayden. He’d given her the most intense pleasure she’d ever felt, and she knew she’d made him feel good too, but she couldn’t give herself fully. She couldn’t fully give herself to anyone.

he asked with a laugh. After receiving praise from her alliance, she continued, speaking quickly, "That's not all, Nathan. Xavier has confessed to the Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, Alpha Chase, that he intends to mate with this hybrid girl, Karenina." After the revelation, her stomach rebelled at the thought of a man touching what was hers, her beloved hybrid. Possessiveness clawed at her stomach, but she fought valiantly to hide her reaction from her friend. Maya almost wished she hadn't eavesdropped on their conversation through the reflection of the magic mirror in her hand as she asked permission to go to the bathroom before she was discovered by the healers and servants.

Caspian jerked her closer to his body, his eyes had changed color and the room temperature changed immediately. Enough of her tantrums … “Tahlia! We are leaving now and that's it, don’t tempt me” he growled at her. Quillion quickly swung to action, half running to where caspian was holding his dear sister, he feared for her life, she’s just eighteen, still a child she still didn’t get it, he won’t let her be, she just cannot reject him… just then caspian voiced out his thought, everyone knows that caspian can read minds but he can’t if the other person does not give access, so there’s no way caspian read his thought.

It was titled Frederick Luther Hale, Missing. “Missing?” I muttered. I blew the dust off it and opened the first page. A half-ruined picture of a man stared back at me. His face on the photo was totally ruined, scratched and faded as if someone had deliberately tried to destroy it, but the eyes… those eyes were still visible. Sharp, intense, and strangely familiar. I turned the page and started reading. Case File: Frederick Luther Hale – Missing, Presumed Dead Date of Disappearance: 12 March 2003