Yandere Jason Todd X Reader Novels & Stories

I didn't know what to say or what to ask as her words didn't make any sense to me. "Uhm..." I scratched the back of my head. "Are you lost in our garden? I can show you the way out." She stepped closer and grabbed my hands, which made my whole face blush. But my embarrassment immediately turned to worry when she started to cry. "Dyrroth, I only got seven souls. I needed three more, and I couldn't do it. I don't know if I could continue doing it... I feel horrible... And that demon is going to return tomorrow... I don't know what to do!"

Once Abused Now Loved. CHAPTER THREE. MINE. RYDER. It was the long-awaited ball night in the Red Moon pack, and so far, it sucks and seems to be getting worse with each fleeting second. "But hey, look on the brighter side; she's got the right size of boobs and will be enough just for the night, only for the night," Jason cheered, whistling towards some random bimbo. Jason was my Beta, and he would go down in history as the sleaziest of all the Betas Red Cross pack has ever known.

“Tali’s right. Andy needs a sense of normalcy he and Cathy can provide right now. Your priority is Eniana.” Jason shakes his head, squinting into the sun to hide his troubled expression. It’s the first time I’ve seen his rage. I’ve read it between the lines of the long, drawn out journal entries he’d send through the twin journals. Tales of horrors I’d rather not remember that bled over the page and soaked into my mind like nightmares I couldn’t shake. I could have stopped it. If I had been here, I could have put an end to it immediately. Jason rises and walks away, joining the group on the shore. Fallon looks up from the pile of seashells Koa just presented to her and meets my gaze.

Percy told them and they all nodded their heads, leaning forward, extremely interested now. "Jason, your mate is a shadow weaver named May. She's a small girl, with a chaotic personality. She's strong of course and sports her hair in a braided mohawk." "May." Jason smirked, sitting back and leaning his arm over the back of the couch. He seemed really happy now. "A shadow weaver huh? Seems I get a rare mate too, Phoenix." He winked at me like that was something special.

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.

Fred deadpanned. "Yeah, that's the problem, Tiff. Ciara would never love him. She never did. And she never would. Not when he's been so cruel to her. So, yeah, Jason is in another mess. And a more reason why he needs to return here. He needs help. Or he might go insane with all the confusing emotions he's already feeling. Or might start feeling soon. And at some point, the pain will become physical. He'd experience aches that can only die down when he's close to her. And soon, Ciara would ultimately become his lifeline. Imagine such an ill fate. That's the worst thing that can ever happen to Jason." Ryder ended the conversation and headed inside with Hara. The guys stayed longer at the patio

His fingers found the edge of a heavy glass candle holder on the table behind the couch. "You want to know what I think?" Todd said, drawing Jason's attention back to him. Jason narrowed his eyes. "What?" "I think you never loved her." Todd said. His voice was calm. Steady. "I think you wanted to own her. And when you couldn't, you lost your mind." Jason's face twisted with rage. "You don't know anything!" "I know you're a coward." Todd said. "You hide behind a gun because you know you can't fight me face to face."

It hurt. “Shit, I'm so aroused,” Jason drawled, looking at the others smugly. “Told you that two injections would work like magic.” “Please, make it stop! Please!” I cried as my body burned. “I'm going first.” Marde's voice penetrated my haze, and I saw him undressing hurriedly. “She'll die in a few minutes if nothing is done.” Jason's laughter filled the air. “Yeah, right. As if you're doing this for her. You've wanted to fuck her so bad, your dick has been hard for hours.”

In that passionate exchange, Zara and Jason found solace, a respite from the enigma of their circumstances, and the shared understanding that some questions were better left unanswered for the time being. In the dimly lit room, Zara and Jason found themselves consumed by desire and longing. Their bodies intertwined with fervent urgency, each touch igniting a fiery passion that coursed through their veins. Soft, feathery kisses cascaded upon Zara's fair, almost porcelain skin, leaving a trail of electric sensations in their wake. With each delicate touch, Zara's body quivered, her senses heightened, and a soft moan escaped her lips, surrendering to the depths of pleasure.

Ammy blushed, beyond pleased, to receive her own kiss on the cheek from Mandy and she couldn't help but preen under her alpha's fond gazes. In the library, Ammy let Sebestian pull her into the alpha's lap, melting against him and letting out a contented sigh. Jason sighed happily at the sight of them and chose a book from the nearest shelf, seemingly at random. Jason took the seat across from them and opened the book, beginning to read aloud, his voice clear and entracing in the silent library. Ammy stared at Jason, watching his lips move over the words, a small smile softening his features. He wanted to ask about Valentine, make some kind of plan but Ammy was loath to break the dreamy atmos