Novel & Cerita Jasper Laine

I sucked in a deep breath as I tried not squeeze my thighs at his sexy voice dripping in my ear. “Landon, that was a mistake, I really like George and I would suggest you stop pursuing me. Meet Jade once, you’ll forget all about me once you see her, She is that hot and also smart. Also if you-“ My words were cut when Landon dips his head into my neck and breathes in like he was tasting his prey. My panties were like Niagara Falls right now, I wanted to moan loudly. Scream and rip my hair out of my head at the building sexual frustration inside me.

Blue Moon Pack Luna Jackie has been making plans for years trying to make sure everything is just right and that nobody figures out what she is trying to do. She figured out long ago that Jared was really Caleb’s son, but she could never come out and tell anyone the truth, she knew it would ruin everything, she was bound to make sure that James would suffer for all the torment he out her through over the years, at least that is what she thinks he did.

she muttered. "Perhaps it's time to change strategy" the middle-aged man suggested adjusting his feet on the ground behind her. "To what? Ruling by fear doesn't work" Jelena turned back around and a sigh escaped her lips as she looked up at her Chief of Staff. "To be being Jelena Savage" Xavier had a gentle look in his eyes when he said that. He was 56 this year and had been appointed as Jelena's guard and teacher since she was four. He was always fascinated by how her mind worked and how well she did in scenario simulations. He was confident that if she simply followed her heart then she would find a good way to lead the Als.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

“He’s coming for what he thinks he owns. While he might not want to kill me, he wants to claim me and that is going to be a punishment worse than death in my eyes. He will stop at nothing until he gets what he wants and that is why we are going to end this with blood. There is no other option.” Before I could answer, a sound split the cold air, a lone voice amplified by power, distant but unmistakable. Darius’s. “Liam!” The voice rolled across the snow, sharp and mocking. “You’ve taken what’s mine again! You’ve hidden behind your walls, your warriors, your Luna. But you can’t hide her from me forever! I will get her because she is mine. I want this claim on her. I have wanted this claim on h

Oh my God. My jaw nearly hit the ground as the van opened and a man stepped out, flanked by two women. He wore a wide grin, placed his hands on his waist, and puffed out his chest with confidence. Jasper St. Clair. I knew him. Who didn’t? He was so talented that he only did custom designs and only for a very select few. I remembered Esther once saying she’d die just to wear one of his pieces. “I hope they are all to your satisfaction, Miss Isla,” Liam asked, snapping my gaze back to him in disbelief.

Mia: I wound down the glass watching as buildings zoom past, letting the wind blow in my face. I could not wait to be home. To be in Lukas' arms. Dad finally named Axel as his heir and though some were in opposition, the majority had no problem with it, especially after they found out Jade was a gambling addict. I would never forget the look on Luna Lilian's face when she realized her son would never become the Alpha she had trained him to be. I would relish that memory forever.

And holy. I knew he could see that I was blatantly staring, but I can't help myself. A chest smooth, with abdominal muscles almost carved by a Greek God. The personification of perfect. I have never seen anything like it in my life, and I don't think I can breathe. When my eyes drag back up to Jasper's, his gaze is dark, predatory. "I...I'm sorry," I stutter, sounding like a complete and utter fool. But he doesn't seem to listen. He is concentrating on something else...Me.

Jasper knows how loud I get when I'm enjoying myself. My knees went weak when we were done, but it was a good thing Jasper caught me. The charm of a Rayn Jasper Smith is just different. And because he's Rayn Jasper Smith, I'm sure there will be a round 2, 3, 4, and more later. He's not content with just one round. He wants me to the point where I can't walk, or if I can, I'm limping. He's even more potent than someone who drank an energy drink.

That's just wrong. "I got my point across though. Didn't I?" he glared at her, not backing down from that argument. "Anyway," she told him, not wanting to get into it again. "Who else?" "There's Layne. He started prospecting the same time as Jagger. Jagger's fixing to get a patch, but Layne is further away. There's opportunity there. He's everywhere we are." With her lip between her teeth, she wrote down the name, along with a couple of the more ardent Jagger Stone fangirls.