Private Eye Jason Priestley Novels & Stories

I asked shyly, feeling my cheeks burn ever so slightly. Jason let out a soft chuckle that vibrated against my chest. “I can see your eyes doing the thing, Elena. And I know you are busy in there.” He said, bringing one hand to my temple. I cocked my eyebrows. “What thing?” Was he a mind reader now? I mean, I knew he was right, but the fact that he knew I did a ‘thing’ was surprising. And I didn’t know what the ‘thing’ was. Jason cleared his throat playfully. “Oh, you know…when you are thinking, your eyes kinda have this glint to them, and they do not move. I only just realized that now.” He told me, which made me to scrunch my nose at him.

She subconsciously noted that this was the first time she had guys in her home asides her trainer. Jason was sitting on the couch looking like he was the owner of the house with his legs slightly apart, right arm on the arm of the sofa and beautiful eyes. She'd never seen eyes as beautiful as his, striking blue with gold coloured streaks in them. They looked at her like they could see past the brave facade she was putting on and directly into her cursed soul. They're so beautiful. "As good as it feels to know you think my eyes are beautiful, I think we need to have a conversation", Jason says.

His eyes lit up, and he ran over. “Holy moly, Etan! You are wilder than I thought. This is so blatantly wild. Who did this? It couldn’t be Anne, right? Come on, bring her out so I can take a look.” Jason had dyed his hair grayish blue, and he was wearing a black motorcycle suit. His handsome face looked two-dimensional.

’ ‘Did he just slap the woman who’s in control of the entire family? “Who are you? You…!” Only Quinton managed to return to his senses. His eyes twitched frantically when he thought of the impossible… Slap! Jason swung the back of his palm across Quinton, slapping the latter to the ground. He boldly sat on Melissa’s seat and crossed his legs. Lighting up his cigar, he ordered Mateo, “Tell them.” Mateo calmly walked in from the entrance. He glared coldly at the people around him, and then exclaimed, “The man right in front of you is none other than the baron of The Empire and the deputy commander of the Knights Templar, Jason Leo!”

"She is a Priestess of all the Kingdoms, so I must ask her with wisdom." "She is your only Priestess, not mine." Jason said to his father. "Me too, I don't like her." Rae said after Jason. "You don't like the Priestess too?" The question was coming out from Jason without any hint of anger in it. She has to blink her eyes and clean her ears for her to see Jason's expression and voice. "I don't like her at all." Rae answered immediately. That brought a genuine smile on Jason's lips. Rae blinked her eyes a multiple times to see if she just saw Jason smile. He smiled at her without any anger on his face. Rae realized how breathtaking he looks with his smile that has begin to fade.

I couldn't let anything distract me now. Then Jason walked in and the air seemed to leave the room. I felt my eyes widen, my mouth falling slightly open as I stared at him in complete disbelief. What… what was he doing there? Jason stood there in an impeccably tailored navy suit, looking every bit the corporate executive I had never known him to be. His expression was straight, but I saw the slight tension in his jaw, and the way his hands clenched briefly at his sides before he relaxed them. "Allow me to introduce Jason Raine," Callahan said proudly, gesturing toward him. "The head of Primrose Acquisitions."

Jason was being pressured to find a wife and knew he had to bring one home next year. At eighteen, Austin was positively sinful-looking. He had red/brown hair that curled slightly on the ends. His mesmerizing eyes were shades of blue, green, red, and yellow that were a perfectly blended sea of colors. His facial hair showed more red of the same shade as his hair. He stood tall, lean, and muscular. He was every girl's dream and stood more muscled than his brothers. Jason had soft brown hair and light green eyes that matched those of his father. Lee had jet black hair and blue/green eyes. Greyson had dark brown hair and blue eyes and matched his mother. When next year rolled around, Austin kne

Seeing that, Caspian frowned, then he coldly asked, “What's funny, Wraith?” The Wraith lowered the picture, his sunglasses reflecting the city lights. "Funny?" His voice was a low rasp, devoid of amusement. "You call this 'a nobody with muscles,' Caspian? This isn't just some strongman. This is ex-military. Special units kind." He paused, his gaze, even under the sunglasses holding a dangerous glint, "This is Jason Wolfe. He's anything but insignificant." After hearing that Jason was ex military, a visible shiver ran down Caspian's spine. Elvis, standing beside him, went pale, feeling utter terror. Seemed like Jason had a reputation far beyond anything they'd imagined. They had truly miscalc

His suit was black, the fit flawless, the white shirt open at the collar, revealing just enough to hint at carelessness under precision. Dark hair framed a face that was all chiseled lines and angles, a mouth that could curl into charm or cruelty in a heartbeat. And his eyes, steel-gray, flecked with storm, locked onto her like a hawk sighting prey. Jason Cole, the second heir of the Cole family. Recognition flickered there instantly. Then his lips curved into a slow, knowing smirk. “Well, well,” he drawled, his voice lower now, almost mocking. “If it isn’t Ivy Marlowe.”

He was standing a few feet away, his expression unreadable. His eyes moved from Ryan… To me… Then back to Ryan again. For a brief moment, none of us spoke. Ryan was the first to break the silence He stepped forward politely and stretched out his hand. “Good evening. I’m Ryan Cole. Aurora and I work together at pacific crest”. Jason didn’t even look at his hand. Instead… His eyes remained fixed on me. “So this is where you’ve been.”