Twilight Saga Jasper Novels & Stories

“A creature that lives in these swamps. They don’t have much use for Haunt, but I think a symbiont may be just what our patient needs.” *** She was dying. As Jasmine lay next to the giant tree, she found she didn’t care. Mathin had gone off to hunt, leaving Isfael and Raziel to guard her. She didn’t want him to come back. When he did, they would leave again. Riding hurt. She was so very tired, and she just needed to rest. She missed Keilor. Maybe, she thought fuzzily, if she went to sleep she might dream of him again. Her eyes began to close, and she almost thought she saw him, somewhere in her mind, beckoning…

She asked Jasper. "My story?" "You're clearly older than Hector, you have loads more brain power, why are you here?" Jasper chuckled when he saw Hector give her a foul glance. "If Hector didn't tell you, we are sworn to her service" "I wasn't even sworn to my alpha! That's why I went rogue!" "Well its fun being a werewolf then young lady because we have something called magic and spells..." Tala didn't bend down this time, she brought the meat up whilst looking at them and bit into it, Jasper cringed "Ugh"

"When Jade's team fails, maybe we'll pick up the pieces." The werewolf said nothing. But his gaze lingered on Lysar like a silent plea. One Lysar ignored with the same ease she'd ignore a falling leaf. She had bigger games to play. Games that involved shattering Jade Ishola into dust. And maybe—if the gods were kind—watching her drown in the forest long before Kreel. :~*~: - Meanwhile — Jade's POV - Sweat clung to my skin under the mask. My back ached. My legs burned. But I didn’t slow. I couldn’t.

he stopped himself as one of my guards snapped at him. Jasper. One of the three vampire Lords, and from the information I’d heard, the most impulsive one of the three. Jasper has been behind several attacks on smaller packs since I’ve become the Alpha, all of which ended in the nests that attacked them being destroyed. This fit Jasper’s style perfectly, snatching younger men and turning them with no training and no regard for what was left of their life.

He looked and felt like someone who could be trusted and my wolf held no grievances towards the werewolf and recognized his aura as more than Bata, possibly Alpha? “Where’s Tala?” I asked narrowing my eyes, watching his reaction carefully. Jasper's shoulders slumped as if he was reluctant to answer and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cameron shift uneasily. “What? Where is my mate?” I ground out with my wolf flaring in my eyes when they exchanged a look. “She is on her way with Eloise right now, but…” Jasper hesitated and I didn’t like the way he pinched his lips together lightly and looked at me in fear.

Riley(Aurora) I stood, looking around the hall like some deranged old witch. I could hear wolves murmuring about me, but that was the least of my concern, I needed to find Jasper as soon as possible. The fact that Adrian is here means that Ralph might be here too. “Look over here,” Alpha Brian suddenly mind linked me. "There!" I sighed, looking at where Alpha Brian pointed. There my Jasper was, eating from a big tray. "Jasper!" I ran towards him, carrying him up and pouring kisses all over his face. My baby wasn't even bothered. He only kept on licking his fingers like he had never eaten before.

~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.

When you lose as much as he did, agreeing to this doesn’t seem like the craziest idea. “I’ll be an Alpha? You can convince my father?” Jasper questions, the hope in his voice saddening to me. He’s sinking his trust into the wrong person. Time tilts his head. “Yes. But first you need to become a Phantom Wolf.” Jasper hardly has time to realise what Time is saying, before the immortal reaches out and snaps his neck in one swift, smooth movement.

Lyra supervised the packing like a mother hen with knives for feathers. “Do I… bow?” Thorn asked me quietly, red creeping up his neck. “Or nod? Or—” “Walk beside me,” I said. “If you see me tripping over a ceremony, kick my ankle.” His relief was ridiculous and beautiful. Jasper drew near. The closeness carried the scent of pine and the private attentions of a man who notices how your heartbeat changes. “How do you feel now?” he asked, meaning more than the brand. “Like the story got bigger,” I said. “And narrower.”

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?”