Jasper Vale Novels & Stories

smiled Rose. With a hug Rose watched as they drove off. "Ok Deanna I we are the last ones to leave. Let's go." Rose fell asleep. She dreamt of a man. He was smart and stronger. There was a smell of cedar and vanilla. There was a smell of lavender that seem out of place. Driving all night they finally made it to the Moon Valley Pack by day break. "Rose we are here." whispered Deanna Rose opened her eyes. In front of her was a decent cottage. To the right was sweet garden that could grow veggies later. She would always make sure pups would not go hungry and a garden was a good start.

Across from it, facing it on the other side of the valley, is the bear clan’s mountain. “We used to come down into town sometimes to buy candy or get mail or whatever,” Jasper says, pulling the car up to a small motel with a sign outside that reads “SERPENT’S COVE - VACANCY.” There’s some kind of pirate theme to the motel, with a weather beaten model of a pirate ship out front and a picture of a pelican on the sign. “I’ve never actually stayed here before,” Jasper says. “So I doubt anyone will recognize me.”

Jasper's foot tapped rapidly against the floor, a clear sign of his impatience. His furrowed brow and clenched jaw revealed his growing frustration as the minutes dragged on. He was currently in Moon Valley to deliver the drugs his father had ordered him to. "Where the hell is that old man? How dare he make me wait?" Jasper growled, his voice dripping with irritation. His sharp glare was enough to make Jao gulp nervously. The young man bore an uncanny resemblance to his father, Derrick—both in cunning and ruthlessness.

3rd POV. The crimson skies bleed in the form of soft, delicate raindrops. The forest immerses in an anxious breath, scarred by Freya's lingering touch. Jaxson watches Valerie huddle into herself. Her body shivers so intensely that her cells cry for rest. In Jaxson's long lifetime, he stands over her, powerless. He can't understand the situation, or what is happening to his precious mate? Crystals cling to her body. Her once entirely creamy-white complexion paints dark red, almost blue.

“How was the trip? Did you have any problem finding the place?” “None at all,” Jake said, extracting his hand from Damien’s grip. “We took our time, enjoying the sights along the way. Valerie wasn’t in any hurry to do anything but get out of town, so to speak, so once we did that, it was a leisurely drive. If you haven’t made the journey, you really should, especially the back roads. There is some gorgeous land between Live Oak and Sebastian.” Turning to the side, he gestured to Valerie. “I’d like you to meet my baby sister, Valerie. I’m not sure if you remember her from her visits to the college back then.” Damien turned to Valerie, reaching out and taking her hand in his. “I do seem to rem

The air was thick with damp earth, and every step made my curiosity gnaw harder at me. “Where are we going?” I asked. “To the Crimson Spring,” he said. “The… what?” “Don’t worry. You’ll understand when we get there.” When we finally broke through the trees, I froze. A magnificent spring spread before me, its waters glittering silver under the faint light. My lips parted in awe. “I never knew this was here. Why do they call it the Crimson Spring?” Jasper checked his watch, lips twitching as if counting down. Then he said, almost like a prophecy:

he murmured into her ear as he carried on thrumming at her. "I'd better take you home before I completely lose control," Jasper said pulling away from her. He didn't miss the desperate look of wanting on her face. The Hon.Tom Thwaite spent the afternoon on the phone calling all his and Jasper's friends and acquaintances looking for anyone who knew where Lady Victoria Shepherd was. Jasper had so loved her, God he should know he was the one who had had to drink with him to oblivion when she left him. He had done everything he could to drag Jasper out of the depression in which he found himself. For fucks sake his body still hurt when anyone mentioned the Amazon. All that trekking through dark

"So we can just surround that one area. You are gonna make a really good Luna." Valerie was sitting biting into a cold piece of bacon. They had been going over plans for the meeting trying to perfect the plan. Valerie was tired with dark bags under her eyes from staying up late reading about the other packs and other stuff. Jasmine sits beside her. Jasmine was a very pretty werewolf. She had long black hair and light brown eyes. She sits beside Valerie tired as well because she has been helping Valerie while their mates slept. Sometimes they would sidetrack and talk about their mates, like how Mike snores too loud at night. Valerie doesn't have much to complain about except she feels shy ar

She laid her head back, closed her eyes, and fell asleep for a while. After traveling for two hours, Josh's car was finally parked in the garden of Varghese mansion. After reaching there, Jasmine grabbed her bag and came out. Josh had received a call from someone, so he had gone towards the garden of Varghese mansion to make the call. Jasmine saw that the garden of Varghese mansion was quite magnificent, which also had a huge swimming pool. Near the same pool, she saw that big statues of animals were sculpted there for the children to play. After seeing them all, Jasmine saw a house that resembled a royal palace, which was three storeyed mansion. Varghese mansion was very magnificent. After

“This isn’t about feelings. It’s about survival. She’s a liability.” Before I could respond, Jessica burst into the room, her expression a mix of urgency and exhaustion. “We’ve got a problem.” Mike straightened, his eyes narrowing. “What now?” Jessica held up a small, bloodstained scrap of fabric. It was dark red and smelled faintly of ash. “We found this at the southern border. Tracks lead east toward the Shadow Vale.” “Shadow Vale?” I asked, frowning. The name was unfamiliar but ominous. Jessica nodded. “It’s a cursed territory. Few who enter ever return. If Zara went there, she’s either running from something—or running to something.”