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THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter twelve
Jason walked back home feeling assured. He knew he had won over the school authority, and Ethan was losing his grip. His mind went back to the harmonious message he had gotten back at school. His mind was a whirlwind of what Ethan might be hiding. Jason's mind went back to the black card his grandfather had given him. He removed it from his pocket and stared at it. "I need to see more of what you can do." He said with a smirk on his face. Jason decided to get more dresses. It was high time he lived up to the standard of his family. After all, he was a Carter. As he walked out of the school premises, many of the students looked at him. Some were still in shock and didn't understand how Jason had managed to turn his fate around. Many whispered and said he was a liar and only time would tell. He was about to flag down a cab when a black limousine appeared right in front of him. The men in suit got down as usual, and the butler ran towards the door with it opened. They all had their h
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter thirteen
The Unknown CallerJason kept his gaze on the student standing across the hallway, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. The boy seemed ordinary enough—tall, slender, wearing a faded school uniform—but there was something in the way he stared at Jason, an intensity that made Jason uneasy. Was he the one sending those cryptic messages?Before Jason could approach him, the boy turned on his heel and disappeared into the crowded hallway. Jason felt a surge of frustration. He was surrounded by people, yet he felt like he was being isolated in this game Ethan was playing. He knew he needed answers, and fast.As Jason stepped out of the school building, he received another message from the unknown number.[Unknown Number: Meet me at the old café on Elm Street. If you want to know what Ethan's really planning, come alone.]Jason’s jaw clenched. He couldn’t ignore this message; whoever this person was, they seemed to have insights into Ethan’s moves. He quickly flagged down a cab, his mind ra
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter fourteen
Jason’s head pounded as he came to consciousness, the world around him a blur of dim light and rough shadows. His wrists were tied, the ropes biting into his skin as he struggled to orient himself. His head throbbed with pain, he remembered being dragged into the car with Ethan seated before him. He touched the wound on his head as blood trickled down his face. The last thing he remembered was the auction—a flash of Ethan’s smug grin and the feel of cold metal against his temple as he was dragged away. "Where am I?" he muttered, his voice hoarse. Jason was beginning to fear, the game was far more than Ethan wanting to humilate him. There was something more to everyone and no one is telling him what it was. A chuckle echoed in the dimly lit room. "Awake already, Walker heir?" The voice was mocking, dripping with sarcasm. Jason's eyes flicked to the figure standing just beyond the shadows—a man dressed in black, his face obscured.Jason's jaw tightened as he tried to mask the fear
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter fifteen
The foul smell woke Jason up. He looked around and dusted his rumpled clothes. His head throbbed with pain. "Where am I?" He said slowly getting up to his feet. His wrist burned, showing signs of ropes. "I am going to make all of them pay for this." Jason cursed under his breath.He remembered what the man and the woman had told him. There was a lot that was happening to him, and he needed to uncover the truth. The timing was perfect. Jason's grandfather had come to him at his weakest, making it easier to win him over, but was that all there was to him being the heir to the carter's wealth? Fiona would not acknowledge him, so there must be something he didn't know. Jason looked around to know where exactly he was. He suddenly perceived a foul smell, and he almost vomited. "I need to get dressed." Jason said, slowly looking at his dirty and soiled clothes. His blood had stained his white shirt and white pants. Jason dipped his hands into his back pocket, and it was gone. The card h
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter sixteen
Jason's eyes fluttered open, the sterile smell of antiseptic filling his nostrils. He found himself lying on a plush bed in an unfamiliar room. The walls were adorned with paintings, and the air was filled with the soft hum of a medical machine. His vision was still blurry, but he could make out the silhouette of an elderly man sitting by his side—Thomas Carter, his grandfather."You're awake," Thomas said, his voice a mix of relief and authority. "You gave us quite a scare."Jason groaned, trying to sit up, but his body felt like it had been hit by a truck. "Why did you lie to me?" Jason's voice was raspy. "Am I really your heir, or was this some kind of sick game?"Thomas leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "I never lied to you, Jason. You are my grandson, and you are the rightful heir to the Carter family. But there are things about this family—secrets that even you aren't ready to handle yet."Jason’s eyes darkened with frustration. "Secrets? What more do I need to know? Ethan’s o
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter seventeen
Jason stood at the entrance of the school, his once unattractive appearance now replaced with clean clothes and a fire in his eyes. The whispers of the students around him were louder today, rippling through the crowd like a wave. Some looked at him with disdain, while others envied him and his new-found powers. "Is that really Jason?" one student said in disbelief. "I heard he’s the new heir to the Carter family." "But wasn’t he just some nobody a few weeks ago?" Another added, unable to hide the shock. Jason ignored the whispers; his mind focused on one thing: getting back what was his. He knew Ethan had the black card, the one his grandfather gave him as a symbol of his authority and connection to the Carter legacy. Without it, he couldn't keep Ethan in check, and Jason wasn't about to let that power slip through his fingers. Ethan leaned against a row of lockers, surrounded by his usual entourage. He spotted Jason, and a sly grin crept across his face. "Look who's decide
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter eighteen
The school opened the following day with alot of activities in place. Ethan trying to make everyone bow before him while Jason was trying to find his ground within the school. Little did they know that the game dynamics was about changing.As they all gathered in groups talking about the changes in power between Ethan and Jason, Elena Sterling made her entrance into the school like she owned the place. Her stride was confident, almost regal, as her heels clicked against the floor. She was the kind of girl you couldn’t ignore, even if you wanted to. Dressed in a sleek black dress and a leather jacket that screamed both elegance and rebellion, she commanded attention without uttering a single word.Whispers began to ripple through the hallways as students turned to get a better look.“Who’s that?” a student murmured to his friend.“I heard she’s a transfer from some elite school,” another replied. “Daughter of a billionaire or something. Apparently, she’s a genius too.”Elena’s eyes sca
THE RISE OF JASON WALKERS chapter nineteen
The school auditorium buzzed with excitement as students, parents, and faculty gathered for the annual charity auction. Elegant decorations adorned the walls, the warm glow of chandeliers casting a glamorous light over the crowd. Laughter and chatter filled the air, creating an atmosphere thick with anticipation. Jason stood at the entrance, dressed sharply in a tailored suit, feeling a rush of confidence after the incident with Ethan. Beside him was Elena, her presence magnetic, effortlessly drawing glances from everyone in attendance. “Looks like you’re making quite an impression,” Elena remarked, smirking as she surveyed the crowd. “I’ve never seen this many people interested in a charity event before.” Jason chuckled, feeling the buzz of the room. “I think they’re more interested in the drama than the cause,” he replied, his eyes scanning for familiar faces. As they walked through the crowd, Jason caught sight of Ethan surrounded by his family. The Mathews were positioned
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Chapter one hundred and ninety three
"You need to stop it, Mr Jason!" Raven shouted, his eyes darting forth and back, making sure no one saw Jason's glowing hands. Jason was now sweating profusely as he tried to make his hand stop. "I can't, Raven! Do you think I have control over something like this?" He snapped at him. Raven immediately took off his jacket, grabbed Jason's hand that was blazing hurt, and wrapped his suit around it. "We can't have anyone seeing your hands like this," he said even though his hands were hurting. Jason looked at him, and he could see the burns from holding him. "We need to get you out of here, Mr Jason." Raven said, his eyes darting back and forth. "I guess you haven't noticed, Raven. This is my wedding, and I need to say a vote of thank you to everyone that had graced the occasion." Jason said, staring at him. Alessia came back with a cup of cold water and was surprised to see the state Jason was in. She noticed his hands were tied with Raven's suit and wondered why. "Do you need to
Chapter one hundred and ninety two
Jason clenched his hands in anger as he looked at most of the uninvited guests. "What are you going to do, Jason? Throw us out?" Sophia snickered in her velvet gown that clung to her body, revealing her robust backside. "We are here for you, Jason. After all, you are a Carter." Clark said before stepping away from the altar. Alessia looked at Jason and saw he was sweating again. Jason's eyes darted through the crowd and saw Leonard staring at him. A look that tells him to continue with the marriage. They had a deal after all.The pope said everything that needed to be said, and when it was time to ask who was against the marriage, Alessia's heart beat increased. She knew the only insane person who was bold enough to stop the marriage was Irene. She remembered the look she had given her when she tried her wedding dress on. "If there is anyone here that doesn't want this couple to be joined in holy matrimony, they should raise up his or her hands or should forever be silent." The
Chapter one hundred and ninety one
Jason woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, his body still warm from the night before. He turned over, expecting to find Alessia beside him, but instead, there was an empty space. His eyes darted to the wooden nightstand, where a neatly folded note lay. He reached for it, unfolding the paper with curiosity.Jason,Since you were feeling much better, I decided to go home and get ready for our big day. Don’t be late.Love, Alessia.A small smile curled at the corner of his lips as he let the note rest on his chest. He ran a hand through his hair, his mind drifting to the memories of the night before. The passion they had shared still lingered in his thoughts, and for a brief moment, he allowed himself to savor it. But the responsibilities of the day quickly pulled him back to reality. He stretched, feeling surprisingly refreshed, his headache from the previous night no longer bothering him.Swinging his legs over the bed, Jason made his way to the shower, let
Chapter one hundred and ninety
Jason woke up and was surprised to see a white towel over his head. His eye darted around and saw that he was all alone in the room with a dulve over his body. "Ouch!" he groaned slightly as he tried to get up. His eyes went to the bowl of water in front of him. "Zeek!" Jason shouted but no one answered. He tried to get off bed but then he noticed his hands were hot again. He could feel his body on fire that he felt his body breaking out in sweat again. The door opened and Alessia walked in carrying a bowl of soup in her hands. " Alessia." Jason called out gently with a steady look on his face. " What are you doing here?" " I came to say hello and I found you on the floor you were burning hot." Alessia said with a worried gaze. Jason wanted to get up to grab the bowl from her but Alessia told him to lie still. " What about, Zeek?" " I didn't see anyone around when I came." Alessia replied settling the bowl on the table beside him. " You need to eat this if you are going to reg
Chapter one hundred and eighty nine.
" I understand him now?" Raven said staring at Jason whose body was on heat. " Did you know you remember your deal with Leonard?" Raven asked staring at Jason. He nodded. " I don't think it was a joke anymore. You are indeed a healer, Mr Jason." Raven said wiping his forehead with an handerkercheif. The tension between them in the car was heated. Both of them said nothing but Raven's gaze was fixed on Jason." Don't tell me you don't believe me?" Raven asked But Jaosn bursted into laughter as his gaze met Race each time he laughed. " What is this madness? You know the part were I said you had his face." " Who?" Raven asked with his eyebrow furrowed. " Zeek." Jason said with laughter. " Okay, what does this have to do with him?" Raven pressed. " Zeek would never make an assumption like this. To think you are telling me that I have the power to heal is kind of funny. Do you know how many times I have faced near death experience? why didn't I heal?" Jason asked staring at him.
Chapter one hundred and eighty eight
Everyone was silent when Clark got up but Jason didn't seem to mind. He was the CEO so they all need to show him some respect. Jason looked at his face and was satisfied. " Can we all have our seat?" He said staring at their faces. They all sat down with a bit of a murmur but Jason didn't seem to care. Mr Nicholas took a file and walked towards Jason. " The board just agreed to hae you step down from the company's CEO. They all think since Clark is around, he is in the right position to rule the company." He said dropping the file in front of Jason.Jason opened the file and stared the names of those who wanted him down from the throne. His eyes darted to some of the board members who supported him to claim the throne from Henry Carter and even went as far as to cast their votes for him. Now the same people want him down. Jaosn's gaze met with all of them trying to know if they were under Clark's threat. He knew it will be stupid of him to ask them if they were under any form o
Chapter one hundred and eighty seven
Jason rolled on the bed, he was visibly shaking and sweating. He seems to be having a back dream he couldn't wake up from but then he woke up with a loud noise making Raven burst the door open. He immediately rushed towards the open window and had it closed. He walked into the toilet to make sure it was closed too and no one was inside. Raven looked at Jason heaving heavily and ender what was going on. Today was the third day since the death of Marcus. He asked towards Jason in bed and gently placed a hand on his shoulders. " Do you want to talk about it?" Raven asked staring at him. But Jason waved his hand as he tried to catch his breath. " I am fine, Raven. We need to get down to work." He said getting out of bed. The few days had been tiring with Jason trying to fight off Clark and also get Leonard to join hands with him to help him get his father back. As Jaosn opened the shower to hit hot body that was heated like a furnace of hell. The steam came making him scared.
Chapter one hundred and eighty six
The day was even busier than Jason had anticipated. His best friend was getting married, and that was all that mattered."Raven, make sure the venue is perfect. I don’t want a single thing out of place," Jason instructed, pacing around his office.Raven nodded. "The church is set. The priest is already waiting, and I've arranged for the best decorators in town. Everything will be flawless."Jason exhaled deeply and ran a hand through his hair. "Good. That’s good." He glanced at the clock. "Where is Marcus?""In his suite, sir," Raven replied. "He’s been sitting by the window, staring outside for the past hour."Jason frowned. He had known Marcus long enough to understand what that meant. "I’ll go talk to him."In his suite, Marcus sat with his hands clasped together, staring at the skyline. The sun cast golden rays across the city, making everything look unreal—like a dream he wasn’t meant to be a part of.Jason knocked once before stepping in. "You nervous?" he asked, his voice light
Chapter one hundred and eighty five
The sound of the waves crashing against the shore faded into the background as Marcus clutched his head. The sharp pain, like needles piercing through his skull, sent shivers down his spine. Jessica crouched beside him, worry evident in her eyes."Marcus? What's wrong?" she asked, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.He squeezed his eyes shut as flashes of memories surged forward—Jason’s laughter, their late-night study sessions, the way they had each other’s backs no matter what. Then, a darker memory. Poison. Betrayal.Marcus shot up from the sand, his breathing ragged. "I need to see Jason."Jessica hesitated. "Are you sure? You’re not in the best condition to—""I have to, Jessica." He turned to her, desperation lacing his voice. "If I don’t do this now, I may never get the chance."Jessica studied him for a moment before nodding. "Alright. Let’s go."[ Jason’s mansion ]Jason leaned back in his chair, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. He had alot to consider now. The tho
