Jasper Potter Novels & Stories

The same goes to Rupert Kilmer, who has yet to utter another word. "Sorry about that. Where were we?...Ah! About your last question, madam, about my relationship with Eridessa. Actually, it's not that special..." Jasper brings his right palm to his chest before displaying a sad face to the crowd. "I'm just the ex-boyfriend of Ms. Eridessa Joseph." "...ex-boyfriend?" "Yes. To be exact, I was dumped. I guess your son was a lot manlier than I am, especially in certain aspects of a relationship, for her to leave me."

"Hey, Karen. Looking amazing today as always." Karen raised her head from her computer to see Jasper. Jasper was a good friend of hers, they had joined the company at about the same time. "Thank you Jasper." Karen replied. "Thank you for the coffee." "It's nothing." Karen replied and turned on her computer. "I have something to tell you after work, is that okay by you?" Karen smiled knowingly. "You found a new rare ceramic doll." Jasper looked lost for a while then laughed. "Oh no no. It's not that."

He bows his head to us, and retreat back into the shadows. “Ah! Isaiah, Ivy. This is Jasper, he is Solari’s son, the Sun Goddess, a fox shifter and here to teach Ivy everything about her powers. He knows what is at stake, and he’ll help. You can trust him. We do.” Isaiah and I look at Jasper, who gives us both a bright smile. This day keeps getting interesting.

“Now I remember. The crypto developer.” “Jasper was a bad guy, similar to Prince Valentine, after finding out Sadie wasn’t a Greer. He made amends, cut a deal with the FBI, and helped put his father in jail. Cenric gave him a chance, Linden saw potential in him and offered him a job, but when Mr. Linden, Jaymes, got into an accident, Jasper donated a piece of his liver. Then a distant cousin, the Russian pakhan, wants to recruit Jasper. To make a long story short. Linden risked everything to save him in Russia.” “You’re telling me the moral of the story is even bad guys can change, or they’re not completely evil?”

“Do you even understand what you’ve done?” Jasper’s deep, cold voice questioned as he glared at Sarah. Everyone one of the guests in the penthouse could feel the anger emanating from him just because of how he sounded. Sarah's face drained of color, her hand midair, desperately wishing she could stop time itself. The shards of the broken sculpture at her feet. She knew that Jasper cherished the crystal sculpture because it was given to him by Matilda. His best friend and her own step-sister.

Hoping to chat with you. Me (Jasper): No. I can't remember you and this will be the last time I will be chatting with you. Besides, I already have 12 beautiful children, most of them are twins, and a very hot and handsome husband. So, get lost. I shot Jasper a glare. He acted innocent, laughing along with whatever Zanyca was watching. I felt like he just ruined my image for another guy. Daeson might think I’m overly fertile—twelve kids?

“Ah, I think the teal one will suit you.” Kate’s mouth was wide-open when Rose looked in her direction. “But of course, you may choose what you prefer. It’s just a suggestion, Madam.” “D-did you buy them all?” Rose shook her head. “Sir Jan’s friend, Sir Daniel, owns a store that sells sporting goods and stuff. When I got there and learned about your husband’s order, he sent these for free.” “Oh, that’s so thoughtful of him.” She sauntered towards the clothes and checked them one by one. “I like this,” she said as she took the pink one.

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."

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.”

There is no friend as loyal as a book. Ernest Hemingway. reference: TBNB — Chapter 23 M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | Cast: Choi Tzuyu from Twice I looked at my reflection in the mirror and turned to watch Jess hovering over Autumn with an eyeshadow palette in one hand and a brush in the other. It has always been her dream to become a makeup artist one day, which was why she could never pass on an occasion like this where she could practice her talent on us.