Mason Novels & Stories

He wore it short like his brothers, yet he had the top part of his hair, the longer part tied back out of his eyes. Axel whispered in Archer’s ear, very quickly like Aiden had done to him. His eyes darted to me, and he smiled. They were the most breath-taking shade of amethyst I had ever seen. I’m sure my mouth was hanging open; I wouldn’t be surprised if I were drooling too. Before I knew it, the three brothers were focused back on the task at hand. “Hey guys, I’m Mason; anything you need, don’t hesitate to ask,” Mason introduced himself, and my stomach slammed back into place; there was nothing quite like a massive douche bag

"So, Talon, I hear you finally took the plunge." Mason's voice brought me back from my thoughts. "Yep, what of it?" "Nothing, nothing, just saying welcome to the club." Mason was about as crazy about Kinsley as the men in my family were about their wives. Only thing is I think he was missing the real crazy gene, he got an extra helping of gentleman instead. Bastard thinks he's fucking Rhett Butler or some shit. "I'm not whipped dude, not like the rest of you clowns anyway."

" 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

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Axel nods at me, knowing exactly what I'm thinking. Mason walks out of the bedroom next, he wears pants but is shirtless and his hair is wet. He's lost so much weight over the last few weeks, weight he really couldn't afford to lose because his ribs are visible. “Mace, come eat something,” Theo says, obviously concerned about his weight too. “Where did you get this?” he asks and I explain the academy kitchen story again. Mason stills and looks at the cheese Josie is eating. “Stop eating that,” he moves the cheese away from her and pulls her to him.

Angrier. Mason turned to Ransom. "Be at ease, mon amis. I am what is known as a gargoyle. Protector and guardian against evil spirits." "You can protect whatever you want, dude. But no one leads or dominates this beast," Asher jammed a thumb into his chest, a sneer on his face. Scarlet snuck a glance at Mason. I do, she mouthed. Mason and I laughed. "What? Why are you laughing?" Asher looked at his brothers. Their faces were as blank as ours were etched with humor.

he remarked casually, as if enjoying the spectacle. Mason's demeanor remained imposing as he intervened, assisting Angel to her feet before striding purposefully towards Arabella. With a firm grip, he lifted her chin with two fingers, his touch more akin to a command than a gesture. "We're not veering off the main point here," Mason asserted, his voice laced with authority. "I want a thousand units."