Mason Novels & Stories

Am sorry,I will tell him straight away" he bowed and walks out I scoff and sat down as one the female colleague admist us brought me a cup of coffee The door opened and Mason walks in, I huff as I stared at him Mason had been my friend though not best of friend but I like him more than any other colleague maybe because he works hard "You are late" I mumbled when he sat down "Yeah right? I know and am sorry" he lighted a stick and put it in his mouth "We have a mission tonight but I won't be among,it was hired"I says as everyone listened at them attentively

" Really?" " Yes! Just call me Jasmin, that's my code name but if you want to see our faces you can't. Each of my colleagues here has a code name too. And our chief was Sapphire. So far you haven't seen her here. She is on vacation now. We wear a mask or face mask because that is the only barrier to covering our personalities. Oh, are you now happy because I already answered your questions?" He laughed again. "Really?" He said in a sarcastic tone. "Very superficial reason. Let me out of here. I'm getting bored here."

Ugh, I think I’m going to throw up. “Don’t know why you’d say that. I’m here every day working out with Adder.” he smiled, leaning on the machine. Yeah, I’m really going to throw up. He’s giving her the time of day. I can see how his gray eyes are drinking her in. If I’ve learned anything in these months, it’s that Mason has a type. Long-legged, curvy blondes are this man’s kryptonite. Sure they don’t last because once he sees beyond the surface, he loses interest.

Of course, Dad flatly refused to help him economically because he said that men of that environment, were not really men, I think that almost unleashed the World War III, so while living in Spain, I received a call in the early morning from my little brother in the midst of an existential crisis, saying that Dad was the worst human being on earth for discriminating against people. Jason Martin spent six years in the military, from where he had to leave due to an accident while training. Dad doesn’t speak a lot about that, so we don´t know exactly what happened, only that he was wounded by an explosion that destroyed some nerves and ligaments of the right side of his body.

three jocks and a pretty blonde girl welcomed her amicably except one of the boys called Mason was really cold. He gave Maggie a quick glance that was very condescending and left the couch they were all seated on. Mason was the only heir to the Hanjin Group,a Korean billionaire company. It was honestly not surprising that Mason lacked interest in interacting with people but he would occasionally hang out with Josh. Despite his rude character , he was a charming young man and almost every girl in Marymount high school was obsessed with him . His face was even more perfect than his body and his haze

Adam growls. “I am on it,” Mason replies.

Even if they were ordered to. “No need to thank me, I actually requested this assignment,” He winks, flashing me a panty-melting smile. Mason was very easy on the eyes, with his longish brown hair that curled around his ears and those soft brown eyes. He was tall and muscular with a lean build. I had noticed him the first time I visited my best friend at MacTire. But my eyes were always looking for a certain werewolf that I couldn’t get out of my head. Hunji.

" Iam Mason. This is Pheobe, my sister and this is uncle chuck. I call him my uncle, but he isn't. We..." " Come to the point, you idiot. Why are you going easy on her?" Pheobe interrupted as she got frustrated by Mason's talks. " Why's the rush? We got all the time," he said. ' I got no time to waste' I thought which I couldn't express with these tape on my mouth. " So introduce yourself," He said like we are having a nice conversation. A pause. " Oh right. The tape," Mason laughed and took it. " Iam Sydney Marin. I don't need to tell you about me. Come straight to the point,"

“No is no.” Mason chuckled. “You are cute when you try to act brave.” He commented, lifting her chin to look at him. “But it seems you don’t know who I am yet. Brownie.” He leaned in, his voice low and deadly. “My name is Mason King. Son of the Alpha king of the Everbite pack and soon to be Alpha. Brother to Darius King—the same Darius who can rip throats out without blinking, he thrives on pain, and I thrive on chaos.”

I look at the Alpha and then Mason and shrug, "now what?" Blade one of Mason's most trusted coughs, "a witch, a witch or a demon could be doing this, but I'm leaning towards witch." I turn and look at him, his sandy blonde hair is short on the sides and long on the top with waves, his dark blue eyes and bronze skin make him look like a California surfer. Mason nods at him, "could be, but why?" he turns to me, "piss off any witches lately?" I arch a brow at him, "no," I shrug.