Precious Blood Jasper Indiana の小説・ストーリー

Damion stepped over the best he could, his eyes landing on a large pool of blood with two scrunched up silver bullets in it. "Jasper got desperate apparently, but didn't do his research." He walked over to Jayce as he got to his feet, peeking past his usual height, "You good?" He asked him. Erica helped Lily to her feet. He cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders. "What the fuck happened to you? You bulked out." Erica said, looking up at Jayce.

"We have to go, boss. We're going to be late for the meeting at the docks. Jasper said he has something for you along with the shipment tonight.” I turned to him and smirked. "Good. Let's go." *** "Amon. Good to see you again," Jasper said as he jumped out of his black truck. Jasper was my connection man to all the guns and drugs I could ask for. The Blood Kings have been laundering money, drugs, and guns in this area since I took over part of the Blood Brother's territory. "You have my shipment?" I walked to the back of his truck. "Right here." He removed a black sheet from the wooden box. I picked up one of the black AK-47s and slid my finger across the trigger.

Jasper smirked, leaning back on the couch and cracking open his beer. "My father got me out," he said casually. "He had this drug that stops your heart temporarily. They thought I was really dead," he added. Reagan's brows shot up in surprise. "No sh*t? Your old man’s full of tricks, huh?" Reagan said, but he had never met Derrick. "Yeah," Jasper said. "Anyway, I'm not here for that. I want you to find this woman," he said and handed him the picture of Brienne he had. Reagan took it and looked at the photo.

~Avery~ Jasper had gone off to practice. I was still in the library, I was stroking my arm with my hand as I replayed our conversation in my head. The women in Jasper's family had all been given the gift of premonitions. Both a gift and a curse I guess you could say. His mother had died, but maybe his sister could help me. Me and Jasper had planned to meet up, after his practice, out by the garden. There was a gazebo out by the lake where we could sit in private without prying eyes and ears.

"Shit, are you trying to kill me?! No, most importantly, why is she still alive? And that looks like Tom Grayson… Although I'm not that sure." Jasper did not answer. Instead, he opened the window and threw Rich a cigarette while putting one for himself behind the steering wheel. Eventually, Jasper sighed. "I thought she was dead myself… I really wouldn't have seen her again if I didn't come to Ambrossia by coincidence." He and Nora were trying to negotiate a deal with a mining conglomerate here in Ambrossia, and Nora would have full authority if it proved successful, while Jasper just had to send some personnel over to supervise.

Hannah covered Martha's hands with hers, with hopes of giving comfort and Martha embraced the warmth of it all, and like that they all stayed for a while, until Hannah remembered something, her eyes growing wide with it. "Martha, before you-" Hannah wasn't quite sure what to call it, "well before you ‘fell asleep’ so to speak, you said something about fairy blood. You said it to Jasper, you said to him, ‘fairy blood’," she added,turning to face Jasper. "Fairy- oh yes, indeed. Jasper." She said looking down at the table, her brows drawn together in contemplation and then She looked up and straight into Jasper's eyes. "Fairy Blood, run through your veins."

And as John and I continued on our journey, the beauty and mystery of the wilderness enveloped us, reminding us of the boundless wonders that awaited discovery in the embrace of the night. Turning back to face John, I saw his resolute determination, the same fire that burned within me. "John, there's something I've held back, a glimmer of hope perhaps." My hands carefully retrieved a small jar nestled within a hollowed tree trunk. Inside rested a crimson liquid, Zack's blood, a connection to the past we sought to unravel. "This holds a piece of Zack, his essence. Use it to trace his scent, to forge a path through the darkness," I explained, my voice tinged with a mixture of anxiety and urgen

Jasper stepped onto the island. The wounded had retreated. There were many pits on the island, filled with residual black ash. The air was very murky. Jasper's sharp gaze swept across the scene. Hatred flashed across his cold eyes. He said in a cold voice, "There aren't many chain mines being sold here in Genovia. I want to find out all the buyers and sellers from the last 24 hours" "Yes, Sir." Lieutenant Johnson answered nervously. In Federick's villa.

"Now you're talking. You have ten minutes to meet us, or you can kiss your girlfriend goodbye." "What do you want?! Money?!" "Oh no no no" Jasper tsked. "I want you. So hurry it up pretty boy. I'm not a very patient man." He ended the call. "You're making a very big mistake." Karen said, shaking her head. "You don't k ow who you're messing with " "I do " Jasper replied. He retrieved a dagger from his back and showed it to her. "This has the most potent extract of wolfsbane, and powdered silver."

A crystal goblet is placed on the table. "We shall now join the two families by joining their blood." Elder Jasper Stark said. Then he pulled out a knife and took Nathan hand he cut it. Nathan let his blood flow into the goblet. Cassie lift her hand to the Elder. He cuts her hand and she let's her blood flow into the goblet with Nathan's. Nathan takes and licks Cassie's had and seals the cut then seals his own. Elder Jasper Stark mixes the blood together then passes it first to Cassie who takes a small drink then Nathan takes a small drink and passes it back to the Elder.