Twilight Cast Jasper Hale Novels & Stories

Jason fingers my hair gently as we climb the stairs. "Thanks." As we come through the doorway, we find Dom, Frankie and Will sitting at the table talking to Dom's sister, Darla and her husband, Todd. I hear their kids in the living room with Shelbie and Connie. We say hello and I give Darla and Todd a hug.

CASPIAN'S POV She wasn’t saying anything. She wasn’t screaming. She wasn’t panicking (if her steady heartbeat was anything to go by). She wasn’t even crying. She was just still. And I found that I was the one who was panicking. “Uh Cas, we have a problem,” Jasper linked me. “What is it?” I replied. “I found Jasmine like you instructed, and well, she’s my mate.” “I thought so,” Hades said.

she said huskier than she meant, but his hand was on her face, caressing the flesh, and she wanted to tremble. Don’t. She couldn’t show that weakness. His hands were hard, but his touch felt whisper-soft. “Hailey, Aria Rambeaux.” She said, reinforcing her tone. There was pride in the words because she was named after the first pureblood vampire ever to be born, Aria La Fey. The first, but not the last.

I clear my throat and uncle Alex’s head snaps to me instead. “You have been under dark magic, uncle, and that is Astra’s second chance mate, Jasper. He is a fox shifter and the son of Solaris.” His eyes widened before a genuine smile forms on his face. “Oh my sweet darling, you finally got a second chance?! Is he taking care of you? Are you alright? Why are we here? Isaiah what is going on?”

Talen looked at his blonde mate. “The hotels are all in the same area,” Heath replied. “It won’t be hard to work out which one – just look for the Van Helsing activity.” They all paused as the door opened and Tyler, Talen’s blood slave and a vampire entered and looked around, taking in the witches, Connery and Meguitte, Harry and Jules, the Point Crest Triquetra, before finishing on Talen and the Triquetra. “Hey, you found them, Talen?” Tyler’s smile was wide revealing bloodied teeth.

Tala flinched and looked down, she tiptoed between the lines carefully until she was in the middle, at that moment Hector and Jasper walked in, when they saw Tala they panicked. "Elaine! This isn't wise!" "Said the 19 year old boy to the age old witch!?" "She's a werewolf! You can't cast that immense spell on her! It will be catastrophic!" "You do not tell me what to do!" Elaine yelled and threw a bolt of green lightning at him, but Jasper slapped it away. "Thats enough..." "Jou intervene with my judgement, so you rebelled..." "I have done no such thing, that attack of yours would have killed him, he's a stupid boy Elaine, don't let him get to you"

Cars passed, puddles splashed, neon signs flickered. She started walking toward the bus stop. Then she saw it. A figure — half-hidden under a streetlight. Standing still. Watching her. Same black suit. Same silence. Her wolf rose instantly, warning loud in her chest. She took a step back, ready to run — but a voice behind her made her freeze. “Going somewhere, Miss Hale?” She turned. Jasper was there — umbrella in hand, raincoat buttoned. Her heart jumped. “What are you doing here?”

She cleared her throat and said, “It’s not that no one cares about you. It’s just that there’s nothing left to say between us. I want to find out how Lucas really died, not because of you, but because I want to. So, Mr. Hale, don’t feel grateful.” Jasper was silent for a long while, then muttered, “…Oh…” If this had been before, if someone talked to him like that, he would have thrown a fit. But now, he didn’t feel any anger—only a strange, subtle sense that “she’s really impressive.” ***

Kyle said and we all laughed, the tension from the room finally leaving. After everybody had left or gone to bed, I decided to stay up and do some research into Jasper and his family in the office. I was having a hard time sleeping lately anyway, so I figured I would at least be productive. Stella had fallen asleep quickly, so as soon as she was out, I slipped out from the bed and came in here. I found Jaspers information on a few different sites. Jasper Horlas: Age 28: Origin Pack: Northbend Bloodline: Horlas Alpha

He had been observing the red-haired vampire as she spoke with the other female through the glass doors of the art gallery. “Mason!” Dylan phoned once more. Mason yelled out, "Coming," and started to move with the rest of the group. When Mason joined them, Dylan commented, "So, she was hot, you know, for a dead person." Dylan was a werewolf who was 37 years old and had stopped growing since he was in his late 20s. Like Mason, he was tall and slim, but when his dark hair wasn't tied back, it hung to his shoulders.