Yandere Jason Todd X Reader Novels & Stories

He gets up, then helps me up from the ground. I smile a little as I watch him back away, taking his fighting stance again. After training, I shower and head down to the office where Jason's at talking to someone on the phone. I walk over and grab the book about the dishonorable mark and take a seat on the couch and begin to read more about it. I guess I can understand why Brandon chose to walk away from her, but I still think he should let her decide if she willing to be with him and accept the things that will come with being with him.

She inhaled deeply, and felt herself calming down, leaning against Drago’s strong chest. She looked up to see Jason, staring daggers at her. He was not going to embarrassed by a stupid little hillbilly. “You all know she is lying,” he looked around to see who was listening,”She is just jealous because I am with Anna, and I pushed her away when she hit on me, she is nothing but a little whore from Tennessee,” he continued. Madchen was shaking in Drago’s arms, not out of fear though, no she was sick of Jason’s sneaky lies.

I should have killed her in tenth grade when I had the chance. "I'll try out something to seduce Danford, and if it works, we'll both get what we want." Jason's face immediately lights up, and he smirks. Something evil is probably brewing in his fucked up mind. "All the best, fuck I can't wait to have Rhea in my arms and punish her for rejecting me," He mutters, exiting my room.

she demanded, glaring at him. “Because you shifted,” Todd snapped back, rolling his eyes. “You might get knocked up, and then what? Gotta pick an alpha and all that mess.” “Oh, please,” she shot back, waving a hand dismissively. “I could just...” “No, you couldn’t,” Todd interrupted, pointing a finger at her. “Stay away from him. At least until things calm the hell down.” Just then, Jason walked over to the table. “Morning, Dahlia. How’re you feeling?”

That oaf dared to lust after my mate. “Wait, I don't understand, “Jason shook his head, sitting on one of the visitor's chairs. “The lady from earlier, who did you say she was again? I'm still having a hard time, trying to comprehend it,” I heaved, trying for the first time to soothe my rage. “Ryder…“Jason urged. “That was Hara.“ I admitted, meeting his gaze. He was quiet, just staring back at me. “Don't look at me like I've lost my mind,“ I whined, looking away to avoid his stares.

“After all, this woman here is my nominal fiance! I’m paying you a lot of respect by considering her as a gift! “You better know what’s best for you!” Jason’s perverted gaze was then shifted to the two women. Legends said that he idolized the Walsh Ripper. That was not just some joke. He was full of admiration as his gaze shifted from their faces to their bellies. The sight was enough to make anybody shiver. “Don’t you dare cross the line, Jason!” Toby took a step forward and stood in front of Queenie York and Leslie Clarke. His smile instantly dissipated when he figured that Jason would not to negotiate with him.

Etan pointed to the opposite side. Jason sat down like a behaved child. He was good-looking and youthful like a little prince in fairy tales when he was not talking. “Now tell me.” Etan lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. “I still want her, bro,” Jason said. “Why?” “Wh-Wh-Why? Umm… Yeah, W-Why?” Jason stammered. “Wh-Why not me when everyone else can touch her?” “You can’t,” Etan snapped. “Wh-Wh-What did you say, bro?” Jason’s vision blurred before he finally blacked out.

VENITA: The flight attendant, an exquisite sandy-brown-haired beauty who seemed straight out of a magazine, placed a hand on Jason's shoulder and assured him of her excellent service. I couldn't help but notice the predatory look in his eyes as he accepted her gesture. He clearly wasn't pleased with the attention, but to be honest, I was relieved. The last thing I wanted was any kind of closeness with Jason, as I sensed trouble brewing around him.

Her opinion about my life didn’t matter. “I think you have an admirer,” Jason said, nodding to a rather fiery redhead circling our area and making some very obvious eyes. I shrugged. “I’m not interested.” I looked at the redhead. She’d be the kind of woman who would want to ride me. I imagined her double Ds bouncing in my face as she tried to give me an orgasm. It wouldn’t happen. It was only Yvonne’s breasts I wanted in my face, in my mouth, and cupped in my hands. Even now, I could practically feel the weight of them in my hands.

She said, and I had to bite the inside of my mouth to keep myself from chuckling as this was the first time a girl talked to Jason like this, and the shocked expression on his face was saying it all. "Pedophile? How can you even call this handsome person a pedophile? It looks like Evander’s coldness is already getting to you. You wounded my heart ruthlessly. Anyway, I am Jason, sweetheart, and I am only 23," Jason said, and I sighed as Alex closed the door behind him, making me look at her curiously. 'She brings out emotions out of you that I never thought you were capable of,' My wolf said, and I squinted my brows.