To Love Jason Thorn Novels & Stories

He reached out, gently touching my shoulder, his expression open, expectant. I swallowed hard, my throat tight with the words I didn’t want to say. But they forced their way out anyway, raw and unfiltered. “I… I can’t marry you, Jason,” I confessed, my voice trembling. “I still… I still love Lucas.” The words hung between us, a bombshell dropped in the quiet stillness of the corridor. Jason’s eyes widened, shock flashing across his face. I could feel his hand tense on my shoulder, his grip loosening as he took a step back. “What?” he breathed, his voice laced with hurt and disbelief.

“I’m getting married to Morgan this weekend.” Jason froze. “What?” I forced myself to meet his gaze. “Morgan. Mr Thornhill insists we do the right thing for the child, and…” “Is that what you want?” Jason interrupted, his voice low. I shook my head, the truth cracking through me. “No.” Jason ran a hand through his hair, his expression hard to read. “Do you love him?” I shook my head again. “I can't even stand him, but we just don’t have a choice, Jason.”

Then, without giving any room for argument or protest, Thorne turns and leaves. “Ivy!” I hiss, “What the hell is going on?” Ivy glares at her brother’s retreating form before she turns to look at me, “He has a lover. That’s why he isn’t accepting your affection.” “What? Since when?” Jackson leans in, setting his glass down and speaking, “He’s been fucking with his assistant, my ex-girlfriend.” “The human? I can’t believe that.”

Thorn Trevor's Point of View I was staring at the blue ocean, when I was a child every time I looked at the sky, I felt relieved but this time I think it was not working. I run my hand through my face and my hair out of frustration. Horizon might believe the rumor that was circulating on the EAU's official website. That post was from the unknown but, I knew that it was all Xain's plan. Last night, she knocked on my door, crying and begging for me to love her. It was hard for me to see someone in that state, but I could not do what she was asking, I love Horizon, a big-time. So I refused Xaine, but she hugged me tight, I tried to take off her arms and advised her to go back to her room and ta

she said placidly. Damon was stung. He looked down and started to weep, "I just want you to know I regret what I did, okay? I know I'd done a lot of wrong, so I'm atoning. I just don't want to lose you anymore!" "So? What are you trying to prove by letting yourself go like this? That this is what your love could make you do? That you're so uncontrollably remorseful now?" He looked up at her gaze with pain in his eyes. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't care about you!" he said hoarsely, determined. "In fact, the one I treasure the most is you."

But I couldn’t break free of him. “Stop fighting me!” he snapped. “Stop pretending! I know you still feel it! I can see it in your eyes!” “You see nothing but your own madness!” I spat back, my teeth bared. Jason forced me back down against the bench. One hand clamped around my throat while the other painfully wrenched my head back by my hair. He ignored my punches as he pressed his weight over me. His face was buried in the crook of my neck. “You’ll thank me for this,” he hissed in my ear. “You’ll see that no one can love you the way I do.”

I smiled. “You haven’t said a word,” I told Jason. “I’m not sure if I’m dreaming or not and I’m scared that if I talk I’ll wake myself up, and I don’t want to wake up,” he told me in an almost broken voice. My heart ached for the vulnerability he shared. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise,” I told him. “So what made you see the light?” he told me showing a glimpse of his true self. “A ghost from the past,” I admitted. “So the rumors were true? You were seeing someone?” he asked. “If by someone you mean visiting at bedside and sharing a confused kiss then yes there was someone. But it was through that someone that I learnt what you truly mean to me” I replied honestly. He raised an eyebrow. “

I love you more than anything. His words sank into me like a lifeline, tiny sparks of warmth cutting through the storm, but the sobs still came—fresher, rawer, as the humiliation replayed in vivid flashes. I curled tighter on the cold floor, the slow, relentless drip of his cum still marking the tiles beneath me in tiny, glistening drops that cooled and stuck to my skin. My heart ached with a storm of love and shame, the bond enveloping me like a golden thread even as fresh tears soaked my arms. *I love you too,* I sent back through the link, voice trembling even in my mind. *But it hurt so much, Jason. The way they looked at me… like I was trash. Like our bond is just… just public p**n.*

For some reason he loves human western movies, which I've told him countless times makes no sense. Anyway, I open the door to his bedroom ready to scream surprise but my voice gets stuck in my throat as I take in the sight in front of me. My boyfriend Jason is in the middle of screwing the school slut Tiffania and they haven't even noticed I'm here yet because they're so into it.

He is a total jerk. Mrs Chaser came towards me and held my hands. "Lilian, I know that Jason married you just because of Junior. I trust you. I really trust you and that is the reason I gave you the two precious people of my life. I know you love Junior and will take care of him but Lilian this is not only about Junior it's about Jason too. He has never experienced true love in his life, please love him. Give him the love that is missing in his life. Please Lilian."