Azzam Jasmine Novels & Stories

At Stellar Enterprises. Jasmine sat idly with her plate, picking at her fruit with little appetite. "Eat up, you're too thin to handle the stress. Working for Mr. Douglas means you have to be ready for a rough ride," Liam whispered with a hint of sarcasm toward the boss. Jasmine uttered a nonchalant "Oh" and nibbled on some more fruit. She seemed to like only the cherries, strawberries, and peaches on her plate. Henry's dish contained only plain boiled chicken breast, devoid of any fat.

“I am not really familiar with lemon muffins but l don’t think these are lemon muffins they look more blue berry than lemon.” And of course, he was right l had taken the wrong order. Isa then walks to his table with the right order and l just take the order to the correct table as well as face palm myself. Way to go El.

- Death - (Before Lucifer and the team had left Hell) Zach was getting yelled at by a woman in a sports top, and tight black workout pants. "Why the fuck would you use offensive magic indoors?! We literally built an outside arena for that kind of thing. Not to mention your blast of wind almost hit Marcus on the other side of the wall!" The woman yelling was Jasmine. A 5'7" dark-tan Indian woman with thick black hair tied into a ponytail, brown eyes, and an almost bulky muscular build. Jasmine was a Grim, same as Zach, and was often annoyed by her fellow Grim destroying the inside training area.

Jasmine took a deep breath in as she tried to calm her hormones before following the boss's orders. _________ After almost 2 hours of preparation, Jasmine was finally ready as she left to go meet Tommy. The sound of heels clicking caught Tommy's attention as his eyes darkened when Jasmine came into his sight. There she strides towards him in a long, cream, silk dress with the front nicely pressed against her body with thin straps across her collarbone and around her shoulders leaving her back completely exposed. Her thick nicely curled hair trailed down her back with a few strands falling in front of her face.

“What are you guys gonna wear to the formal?” Jasmine pushed her black shades up, Korean-punk bob sharp as a blade, makeup cut with goth precision. “I saw this gorgeous two-piece online last night.” Lisa’s spine straightened. Last year someone had copied her dress and she’d held a grudge like religion. Her eyes thinned. “What colour?” “Amber,” Jasmine said carefully. “Doubt you’d like it…” She looked away. Deflect, survive. Lisa’s voice sharpened. “What was the brand?”

Chapter 18 Lavender I was so upset and angry about everything. But then my anger calmed down when I saw the news online about my best friend, the biggest bitch there is on Earth. Jasmine was seen in Dubai and she insulted a woman there because of a fuck boy and that wasn't the entire thing, she had slapped someone yesterday at work. A fuck boy? That was so ridiculous. "I think your plans are failing miserably," Warren said, as he held my cheek, while his other hand was running all over my body.

"Not even some Bacardi?" "Rum isn't my thing," I say distastefully, screwing my nose up. Leaning across the bench, Asher gives me a look that mirrors the ones Jasper gives me sometimes. So intense, they have me wanting to look anywhere but him. But this time, I match it with as much confidence as possible, which seems to give him the utmost pleasure. "And what is your thing, darling?" Jasper clears his throat, and for a second, I think I catch him shoot Asher a dangerous look I've never seen on him before. But in a second, it's gone.

Azzmi picked up the phone and saw Jezton’s name flashing on the screen. “It’s a friend of mine. Just give me a second,” Azzmi said, motioning to Amy. “Of course,” Amy replied, returning her focus to her phone. “Hey,” Azzmi answered, her voice light. “Hey, you. What’s up?” Jezton asked, his tone casual. “Just out, having some fun,” Azzmi responded, smiling. “Is it great so far?” “Oh yeah, it’s been amazing.” “I saw your husband a few minutes ago,” Jezton said, his voice shifting slightly.

~RAELIYA~ I clenched my jaw as a slap landed on my cheek for the fourth time. “You're so useless. You can't seem to do anything right. I asked for Amber ale, not moonpetal tea. Get it right!” Jasmine screamed in my face before pouring the cup of hot coffee on my head. I grimaced slightly as I bit down on my lower lip to stop myself from screaming out in pain. “Relax, how can you expect a wolfless being like her to be anything but useless?” Another voice sounded in front of me. It was Valerie.

It must be because he didn't get the land from my father, right? When Jessica didn't reply, she also didn't realize that the car had arrived at Tammy's residence. The car engine still hadn't been turned off, but Tammy turned to the blonde before saying, “JM Fashion is actually under the LAMZ Group. The group is owned by a family of tycoons who have dominated the country for decades. The CEO of JM Fashion is the younger brother of the president of LAMZ Group.”