Jasper Vale Novels & Stories

Jasper’s voice was a deep rumble, his blue eyes glowing with warmth, a proud smile on his lips as he watched the baby, the sunlight illuminating his face, the glade a sanctuary, the warmth a shared joy. “She’s got your strength, Kev,” Jasper said, his voice warm, his knuckle scar glinting as he spoke, the warmth of the glade wrapping around them, the air thick with the scent of fresh berries, the glade a sanctuary, their bond a radiant light. “And Sam’s fire.” He nodded to Samantha, his boulder pendant catching the sunlight, the sunlight casting a golden glow on his face, the glade a haven, the warmth a shared triumph.

“Then what–” “You ask too many questions,” Jasper interrupted playfully. “Just sit back and enjoy the ride.” Twenty minutes later, they pulled up to a sleek modern apartment complex nestled between tall trees and a stone fountain. The building was beautiful, with clean glass windows, a marble entr endyway, and gold-lined trims. Liam stared out the window. “Okay… this looks expensive.” “It is,” Julian replied, getting out. “Come on,” Jasper added, opening the back door for Liam. “You’ll love this.”

The apartment provided to Jasper was located in the far side of the vampire’s castle. The awe that he felt as the limousine drove high above the clouds up the winding mountainous road toward the enormous stone structure that looked as if it was floating in the sky still lingered. Had he not been so angry with his recently acquired benefactor, he might have been better able to appreciate the awesomeness of his new home and situation. As it was, he was having difficulty moving past what had happened to his assistant during their drive home.

I continued to scribble on the page, unable to meet his eyes and show him the vulnerability in them. “Fia, do you know what an adventure is all about?” He asked and I looked up, shaking my head. “As much as it’s about the journey and the struggles to making your discovery, it's the final treasure you find that holds true value and I don’t mean a treasure you’re content seeing only once,” Jasper said and shuffled onto his back so his head lay in my lap. Staring down at the boy with my hands buried in his hair I felt my heart beat wildly in my chest. I didn’t know what he was implying, but his words had me wishing for a future the way he pictured it.

Jasper shakes his head, smiling a little. Lights were entwined in the fence line as we drove steadily up the hill. All I could do was stare out the window, taking in the sight of the city lights glittering and winking brightly. Jasper didn't seemed fazed at all by how extravagant everything was. I remember the picture June had shown me of him, with his magnificent crown and coat. He obviously is used to being bathed in wealth. Fiddling with my fingers on my lap, excitement merges with nerves, as we make it up into Alpha Asher's courtyard.

"Cub—" "No, let me finish," Jericho cut Gunnar off with a raised hand, "it's the only connection I have to parents I barely remember. That aside, it holds so many good memories I've shared with each of you. I know, sometimes you've got to learn to let things go, especially the past so you can move forward. I also know what each of you is trying to do by selling the place. But, I buried Slash there because that was where he spent most of his days and happiest moments. I want Odette and myself to be able to visit him whenever we want it. If we want to. So, if you're so insistent on selling the place, I'm willing to pay whatever price you're offering."

Bright green, yellow, faded brown and all bunch of colours made up the vegetation. "Woah" she gazed at everything in awe. Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful. The scenery was picture worthy. Vast untamed nature, all around her. She looked back to Carl "This forest... It leads to Lake Creek? I'm surprised there is a cleared path to drive-" she was thrown back into her seat as the car came to an abrupt stop. "Oof! A warning would have been nice" she mumbled under her breath as her hands went to grab her hair out of her eyes. She heard a door slam and her eyes shot open. Carl got out, pulled her bag out of the trunk and yanked her door open

Jasper turned sharply, “Stay out of this.” “I am already in it.” “Who do you even think you are, dude?” Jasper asked annoyingly. “Whoever you think I am.” Jasper laughed. “You think this is your usual games?” I would have asked what ‘usual games’ he was talking about, but I wouldn’t love to interrupt the drama. “No,” Morrison replied, “I am just helping you take care of something valuable that you are careless with.” Something valuable? Not someone? My eyes narrowed slightly. Really interesting choice of words.

ZAIA. The Moonlight Waterfall Pack. This pack used to be the home of Valerie’s mother before she met her father. Growing up, although Valerie and I were from different packs, attending the same college brought us together. Valerie had wanted to get away from everything after her mother’s death, wanting to just be in a new place so she could heal. The Moonlight Waterfall Pack is small, and it usually avoids making enemies. It took me over three hours to drive from my pack to get here.

*** The sun was high in the sky when Jasper finally reached the site of the attack. It was the first time he'd seen anything outside of the mountains since the his dad was alive. The ground was mostly flat, covered with grass and dirt. There were trees dotted here and there, but most of them were bare or had lost their leaves. The hills were too far off to see. All in all, it was a very pleasant day to take a walk. He was surprised to see people mourning about on top of the hill. They were dressed in black and held each other as they cried.