Jasper Jones Novels & Stories

“Zahra, I’d like you to meet my team. Aiden you already know, but this is Jasper, my Gamma.” I turn to shake hands with Jasper, a young man with short, straight black hair and almond-shaped eyes that mirror his mother’s. His dark skin gives him an almost regal air, and he has an aura that immediately puts me at ease. ‘He’s hot,’Zanthe notes in my mind. ‘Yes, thank you, Captain Obvious.’ I roll my eyes internally as I try to focus. There’s something soothing about Jasper, similar to Oscar’s calming presence. Gammas really are gifted in that way. “And this is my Delta, Marcus,” Tobias continues.

Jasper felt his heart sink as he stood there, rooted to the spot, his intense gaze meeting Imogen's eyes blazing with anger. Momentarily speechless, he slipped his hands into his sweatpants pockets, lowered his head, and sighed. Imogen suppressed her frustration, studying him cautiously before calmly asking, "Are you still searching for the right words, or do you plan to continue deceiving me?" Jasper lifted his head and held her gaze firmly. "I'm Jasper Morrison."

he hung up immediately. and Andrea turned to Jasmine. " Mr Jones just called to inform me that Direction Jake made a confession video and he also surrendered himself to the police” Andrea said. Jasmine sat up quickly and wiped her tears with her palm, she turned on her phone and went online and indeed what Mr Jones said was true. Jasmine couldn't help but smile " wow! Andrea, if Mr Jones didn't do this, who then?She asked and she fell silent as she pondered who this mysterious helper might be.

He said and ended the call immediately "Shit!!" Jasper growled as he threw his phone angrily on the bed, conscious not to ruin it. He ran his hands through his hair angrily as he groaned frustrated. Seeing as he was calm while petting Belle earlier, one would think he was calm. He dashed into his study and pulled his laptop open. He quickly logged onto Twitter and the picture the assassin broadcasted earlier was trending. He clicked on it and zoomed in, it was clear and undeniable that the assassin was in his study and they seemed to be having a conversation.

STEPMOTHER’S BOY PT 1 Jasper Quill came home from college for summer break. The house felt different now that his dad had married Vivienne. At twenty-three, Jasper was a muscular college athlete with a strong body from years of training. He carried his bags upstairs to his old room. Vivienne Cross was thirty-nine and stunning. She had long red hair, voluptuous curves, and a confident smile that made Jasper’s heart race. She treated him kindly, but he had been secretly attracted to her for months.

"For what?" "For everything," Asher replied, the briefest of smiles tugging at his lips. "I know this isn’t easy, but I appreciate it." Carlisle returned the smile, though it was small and laced with concern. "That’s what betas are for, right?" Asher nodded, but his thoughts were already elsewhere, focused on how to get back his family. *** Veronica had just finished wiping down the café’s counter when the chime above the door jingled, signalling a new customer. She glanced up with her usual warm smile. The man who walked in was dressed in a plain suit, the kind that was deliberately unremarkable.

When it came to Summer’s appearance, Jasper was confident that no one else in Sea City could compare… Well, he was not willing to look at anyone else right now, anyway. “This is Jasper, the fallen former chairman of Miller Corporation. He’s an example of someone who was fired and whose wife cheated on him. He’s good-for-nothing, drinks until his liver gives up on him, and a man who does no honest—” “Shut up, and don't let my wife hear you.” Jasper kicked Yadon to shut him up. Yadon laughed so much that he bent his waist. But the girl in his arms turned pale, feeling frightened.

Jasper wanted to tell the original work identity of his best friend Alexander Jones’s proudly, that he is a respected officer of the special police force but he can’t reveal it without his concern to any random person so after thinking for a while he answered half-truth half-lie. “He is CEO of Jones industries.” Laura squint her eyes for few seconds and asked with little displeased, “Is he son of David Jones?” Though Laura asked casually but there was a storm is running inside her heart. “Yes.” Jasper’s casual answer increased her inner storm, and she immediately excused. “Jasper, I think we should go back; Rose must be waiting.” “Ok.” Jasper said, and both turned to head back to restaurant

Jasper smirked, leaning back on the couch and cracking open his beer. "My father got me out," he said casually. "He had this drug that stops your heart temporarily. They thought I was really dead," he added. Reagan's brows shot up in surprise. "No sh*t? Your old man’s full of tricks, huh?" Reagan said, but he had never met Derrick. "Yeah," Jasper said. "Anyway, I'm not here for that. I want you to find this woman," he said and handed him the picture of Brienne he had. Reagan took it and looked at the photo.

She gritted her teeth, and dashed into the available couch to sit. Jasper sipped on his glass, and poured a drink to another glass. But then when he saw her pregnant tummy, his lips formed a thin line. “Alright, no drinks for you.” “Let’s not go around beating bushes, can we?” The man smirked, shaking his head afterwards. Michelle observed Jasper’s expression. He totally looked like an angel who could not do bad things, like a typical nerd you would see in the university wearing thick eyeglasses and with his sleek back jet black hair. There was no hint of danger on his face, too. No one could really tell that he was a bad person from the first glance.