Azzam Jasmine Novels & Stories

Andrea thought to herself inwardly. "Good morning, jasm," Amber greeted while beaming a smile. "What a beautiful morning it is," Jasmine replied enthusiastically. "Ah! Sure, it is." "Don't tell me that jerk sent this again," Jasmine frowned, looking at the bouquet of roses on the desk. "Mhm hm. Jasm, are you sure you two aren't going out?" Amber whispered curiously. Jasmine let out a sigh of frustration. "Of course not. I will get this thrown away." She rose to her feet, and before she could pick them up, Amber snatched them away.

"Damn, this is easily one of the best unoaked wines I have tasted. It's fruity but not too sweet." My lips spread into a wide grin as my pulse quickened with a jolt of energy. I almost gave an excited yell as my gaze flickered towards Jasmine. "And you?" Jasmine tilted her head, smacking her lips together before curling them into a smile. "It tastes bold. It tastes confident like it knows it is special and wants you to remember. I love it. Can I have some more?" "Like a whole bottle?" Jet eyes gleamed as she reached for the bottle beside me. I swatted her hand away, directing a play glare at her.

Azrael answered. "Mass memory-erasing?" Daniel asked, shocked. "Things are getting worse. I couldn't find her either." Azrael said with a worried look. "Let me go and find her," Damien said, however, before he could even take a step, they saw Jasmine standing outside on the balcony. 'She must've teleported herself.' Everyone thought, simultaneously. "Amber eyes, did you miss me?" Jasmine said as soon as she entered Damien's room. Both Azrael and Daniel looked at her wide-eyed. Her purple color hair was changing its color again.

I bursted into laughter. Hanging out with Jasmine was always worth it. Her great sense of humor,her personality was just the right therapy I needed to escape the hell I was subjected to. Jasmine shuffled through the jeans collection and picked up a black tight jeans. “ How about this?." She asked and my jaw literally dropped. This was just what I wanted. Tight, ocean blue and quality. “ I'll take that." I announced and Jasmine added it to five other trousers she had . “ Now she is planning on bringing up evidence against me.”

"Sir, Why Jasmine? I mean... Jasmine isn't the only one,, I'm here, you can pick me instead. I can do a better job. I can strip for you or better still, we can try out something interesting." Liam stared at her.... "In some seconds, your club and eatery will be locked up if you try to seduce me next time" He threatened and Amy flinched. What was she thinking, trying to seduce a billionaire?;; Amy thought. "Tomorrow night, Jasmine strips for me" Liam said and walked out. T . B . C

Various kinds of medicines became mandatory souvenirs for Azmia. With permission from Dr. Martin, Azmia underwent alternative treatment known as JSR from Dr. Zaidul Akbar - Jurus Sehat Rasululah - on Baren's recommendation. Focusing on Azmia's treatment was Bram's goal, he did not want to lose the woman he loved so much. He attended Dr. Zaidul Akbar's seminar, so he could consult directly about Azmia's illness. Azmia underwent a brain tumor treatment program with JSR, the first month the results were very good. Doctor Martin said that the tumor was in a stable condition, but did not dare to ensure that Azmia's condition would be fine.

When Jasmine called the mystery girl over to sit with her, instead of moving forward and complying like he fucking expected her to, she dashed for the balcony and slid the glass door shut before either of them could stop and yank her back in. Jasmine couldn’t stop laughing since then and Zayden couldn’t help but tug his hair out. This girl was driving him crazier than his wolf ever did. And that was saying something. “Come on, baby girl, don’t be shy,” Jasmine cooed with the sweetest of her tipsy voice, laughing a little when the mystery girl shook her head in an obvious no. “Oh, come on. I’m not going to eat you. I have been pure vegan since 1992.”

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #Chapter__19 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍 🐍 #JASMINE Making love with Sadiq in the middle of that Sandstorm was going to be a moment I'll never forget.. That moment we had solidified our relationship.. We were obsessed and so in love with one another after that..

"Ugh, I am so embarrassed." "No you aren't," Christine counters firmly. "You are a fierce, fiery female wolf. You take what your body desires from males and you don't apologize for it. Now tell us!" Jasmine lifts her head slowly, her cheeks flushed crimson. "Obviously, my core medium is moonstone, and our assignment was to carve a piece depicting The Unattainable Peak." "Okay..." I say, completely unsure where this is heading. "So," Jasmine says, gently rocking the baby, "I chose to sculpt the raw female climax."

My breath caught in my throat when I saw that caramel waves draped over her shoulder. She was in a black fitted dress that perfectly complemented her skin tone, and I didn’t need to see behind her black-stoned fox mask to know it was her. Jasmine. The stranger I had lost myself to, and unfortunately, Cashmere’s sister. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and I could feel my vision blur as I refused to blink. There was no need to sugarcoat it… I wanted her. I wanted the taste of her cherry lipstick again—the softness of her lips, the heat in her hazel eyes, and the way her dimples flash when she smiles. Everything about her sent my heartbeat into a rhythm I hadn’t felt in years.