Novel & Cerita Jasper Whitlock Fanfiction

] I looked at Jasper and felt a sense of relief. After Giselle's return, I finally understood. Jasper and I were like oil and water—too different and not meant to be. Jasper finished reading the letter and stared at me. "Aurora, don't say things out of spite. If you don't take my money, how will you manage? What can you even do as a mute?" he asked. I didn't want to argue or prolong things—I just wanted a clean break. Seeing my indifferent expression, he suddenly became angry. He walked up to me, his gaze intense, like a predator eyeing its prey.

My breath hitched as I looked up— Straight into the stormy blue eyes of Jake Blaze. Of course. Of course it was him. He stood there with tousled black hair, a leather jacket, and that infuriating smirk that could charm a snake. He was Willow Court High’s walking red flag—the kind parents warned daughters about and teachers pretended not to fear. “Sorry!” I squeaked, scrambling for my books before I cried or screamed—whichever came first. Jake didn’t bother responding. He just walked away, his friends snickering as he joined them.

My wolf sighed. Traitor. I had just begun drifting toward sleep when Jasper mumbled into my sleeve. “Mean woman... you said the story wasn’t finished last time. I want to hear the rest.” I cracked one eye open. “What story?” He nuzzled closer. “The one about the girl whose mom dumped her.” Ah… that story… my story. “Oh, that one,” I murmured, wetting my lips. “What do you think happened next?” He went quiet, thinking hard.

Jasper had his hand around Draken’s neck, and Draken was clawing at him to free himself. I shrieked hysterically, “Jasper, please let him go…” Jasper did not even hear me at first, and he kept glaring at Draken. Draken’s eyes soon turned white, and he was turning paler by the second. When Jasper would not listen to me, I went directly in front of him and jumped a little, my hands thrown in the air to make him look at me. “Jasper, please, leave him…now!!” I yelled, and it was only then that Jasper registered my presence. His gray eyes had turned briefly silver for a moment, and I could not help but stare at him in shock.

I've been drinking milk since young, so my body is far more mature compared to my peers. When I'm 18 years old, my protective older sister, Yvonne Gibson, is worried that I might get my cherry stolen by others via trickery, so she specifically asks her best friend, Jasmine Joyner, to take care of me. But during our first meeting, Jasmine's gaze never leaves my crotch. After my graduation, I lead a double life. During daytime, Jasmine is my boss. At night, I'm her bed partner. Throughout our four-year secret relationship, I'm slowly molded into the lover Jasmine likes the most. Four years later, Jasmine's ex-fiance, Ethan Sawyer, has returned to the country. She quickly jumps out of bed

The things he had done to Lamia, Travis, and countless other shifters that had been under Cyrus' and his control. We talked for a few more minutes when Jasper suddenly stood up “I know what it is like to want to steal minutes with your mate,” He said looking at Tala sadly “So I will give you some privacy, but we will have to leave soon.” He bowed his head to me and stepped out of the little building. No sooner had he closed the door, than Tala pounced on my lips and began ravishing them. I, of course, met her lips with just as much enthusiasm.

But not anymore. Last night's memory rose unbidden, dragging me under. Through my bedroom window, I'd seen them. Jasper at the gate, his arms wrapped around Bianca as though she were air itself, something he couldn't survive without. "Bianca," he whispered, his voice thick with devotion, "you saved me. I swear to the Moon Goddess, I'll only love you." Her head tilted against his chest, coy but quiet. "What about your mate, Tessa?" He hesitated only a breath. "Once I'm Alpha, I'll reject her."

he said, and I turned to look at him, and his eyes were shifting from black to his normal eyes. "Jasper, people will know," I told him, but it did not seem like he cared. Not wanting to ask again, Jasper carried me and placed me on his shoulder, making me giggle. I noticed Racheal roll her eyes. She figured it out. We found a room, and Jasper took us in and locked the door. He crashed his lips on mine and dipped his hand into my pants. "You knew what you were doing grinding your pussy on me like that," he whispered in my ear and groaned when he touched my clit.

he whispered, voice cracking in a way that sounded almost real. “Please, Ciara… I can’t breathe without you. You’re my everything. My wife. My love. I need to feel you, to taste you, to bury myself so deep inside you that you forget every other man who ever looked at you.” His words were crazy, unhinged, and dirty in that twisted way only Jasper could make sound almost romantic. He hugged me deeper, his hands roaming down my back, gripping my ass possessively as he rocked his hard cock against my stomach through his pants.

I hugged him as he waved goodbye to me. I came back to talk to Alicia as soon as Jake left. “I am sorry, you had to see that” I apologised as I sat close to her, my eyes searching through her face. I could tell Alicia was burning with fury, but she just tried to be calm. “I thought you guys just met and you are already getting down, sleeping together. I thought you said you would only give yourself to your husband on your wedding night. What happened?” she yelled at me, I could tell my room mate was really angry with me.