Jasper Hale

1867, somewhere near Houston, Texas
I lowered myself into the nyasi, nyasi kavu loft and tried to put my mind at ease. The moon was full out the large window, with stars scattered around it as if god was in a hurry. I tried to memorize the minoscule cracks and craters among the moon's massive form as I smelled Jasper below me. I'm not ready, but I guess now's not the time to practice. I sighed to myself. "You wanted to speak with me, Sir?" I spoke breathlessly as he approached me from behind.
"Yes, just-"
"Please!" I turned swiftly, grabbing his scarred wrists and falling to my knees. "Please, don't kill me!"...

Heyz:) i know wewe prolly wont like this pairing but....to tell wewe the truth i dont care much. this story was inspired kwa fanfiction.net to the blog "oh my jasper" kwa many good fans. i dont own anything....except the pleasure of loving jasper:)


JASPERS POV

i glared at the T.V my eyes concentrating on the colors to keep me distracted. i was really thirsty and the longing to feed was making the monster inside me scream in pain. i looked at the clock as i waited for Emmett and edward to get downstairs. we were going hunting soon and they really needed to get ready? i then heard carlisle come from...