Jasper Jones Novels & Stories

Jake’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. “I know what you did,” Tammy said, her voice cracking with emotion. “You killed her. You pushed her off that balcony because you couldn’t control her anymore.” Joseph laughed coldly. “She got what she deserved. And maybe it’s time you joined her.” Before any of us could react, Jake and Chris, his beta, moved toward the door. Jake’s expression was dark, his eyes glowing faintly with anger. He gestured for us to stay behind as he and Chris slipped out to intervene.

CASPIAN'S POV She wasn’t saying anything. She wasn’t screaming. She wasn’t panicking (if her steady heartbeat was anything to go by). She wasn’t even crying. She was just still. And I found that I was the one who was panicking. “Uh Cas, we have a problem,” Jasper linked me. “What is it?” I replied. “I found Jasmine like you instructed, and well, she’s my mate.” “I thought so,” Hades said.

I’d really like to see what Life Revenge’s matching would give us for a compatibility score. When Jasper opens the door, his appearance surprises me. He’s wearing gray sweatpants that have a coffee stain on the thigh, his hair is standing on end, and his eyes are puffy behind a pair of glasses that are crooked on his nose. Now he’s hot in a sexy-nerd way, and I want to tug those spectacles off his gorgeous face and kiss him. “It’s done,” he says before I have a chance to greet him. I hold up my bakery bag. “I brought breakfast.”

"I am going to go to the next tent over to ask the healer for more ointment. I will be back momentarily." Jasper waits for his mother to leave and continues to wait for a few moments, before forcing himself into a sitting position. He grimaces as his entire torso is engulfed in a burning agony. Groaning, he puts pressure on his legs and stumbles to a stand. As he releases a long breath in order to gain the strength to take a step, Jasper holds his chest, keeping his upper body from moving as much as possible. He limps to the flap of the tent, pulling it aside to glance out. His mother is still not within eyesight and the entire community is bustling about. They do not notice as he slips from

A game where daughters were transferred, sons were buried alive, fathers were replaced, and wedding rings became weapons. I pressed my palm to my stomach as the pup shifted faintly inside me, and the soft movement almost broke me because my child was already trapped in this nightmare before even being born. “Jasper is a psychopath,” I whispered. “Power-hungry. Controlling. Cruel in a way that doesn’t always show immediately. When I first entered that house, he still pretended sometimes. He acted wounded, like he was the victim of his own life. Sometimes he spoke softly enough to make me so guilty of what happened.”

"Jas…" Alyssa looked at Jasper with an unfocused gaze. Her breaths were shallow, and she was slipping in and out of consciousness. Mentally, she was confused. "Yes, it's me—Jasper!" Jasper's heart clenched as he saw the color drain from her face. Her body trembled uncontrollably, fragile as a leaf caught in the wind. She resembled the kitten he had saved as a child—frozen and alone in the alley that bitter winter night. A deep sorrow flooded his chest.

"I forgot your girl's here. Someone get rid of the imposter, right now." That was all it took. Julian had handed me a glass of water, I took a sip and handed it back to him and when I looked toward the dreadful scene, nothing was there. Not even a tiny red stain. Nothing. Only Jasper stood there, waving at me like he hadn't just shot a man three times in the chest. I could have been manipulated into thinking I saw nothing. But I knew what I saw, and it sure as heck wasn't nothing. "He killed someone, we need to get the police," I whispered to Julian, not taking my eyes off Jasper. I had always had this belief that Jasper was psychotic, despite his bright mood, and what happened had just conf

I gulped, this can’t be real, no no no no no “Oh but it is real” “what do you mean by you’re my wolf?” “Because that’s what I am, your wolf” Tears sprang to my eyes, determined to stop this madness the only way I know how, I took out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s from my bag and drank from it. “Don’t do that Devonne, it’s the full moon in the next five Days….. you finally get to see me, after so long” I drank again and said nothing. “I am a part of you, your trauma forced me into a place where I couldn’t come out, but now you get to meet me”

I finally fell asleep but I tossed and turned all night. I awoke to yelling downstairs and then someone bursting through my door. I was only in my panties, so I quickly covered myself with the sheet. When I looked up I saw Jensen standing in my room. I had to catch my breath as I looked up at him. He had definitely filled out a lot since I saw him two years ago, and last night he was so angry that I didn’t get a chance to really look at him. Now though, he stood in my bedroom with a black tank top on that showed his muscles off perfectly and blue faded jeans. His tattoos on his arms moved in perfect sync with his body and his hair was spiked. “Get up and get ready. You have ten minutes to be

Sera took a deep breath, preparing to reveal a crucial detail. "Jasper isn't born an ordinary lynx," she disclosed. "He's a hybrid—a mix of Warlock and lynx. Fearing he might be discovered and kidnapped, Blaine cast a spell on his own son, concealing Jasper's true nature and giving him the appearance of an ordinary human. The spell is designed to automatically lift during the Black Moon coinciding with his 18th birthday. By then, he should have been found by his mate, even if Jasper doesn't recognize them yet."