Jafar And Jasmine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I didn't even glance at it. Edmund knelt in front of me, his eyes filled with pain. "Alessia, I've punished everyone who hurt you. Laura's in the cellar. When you're ready, she's yours to deal with. Your father and stepmother have been kicked out of Chicago. I got rid of all the family rules—you make the rules now. And I rebuilt the estate, exactly from your mother's designs..." He pulled out a stack of documents, presenting them to me like treasures. "See? I've really changed. I've done everything I can for you. I truly love you... So why can't you just forgive me?"

She stroked his hands and looked at him. “I meant what I said in the elevator…You can’t die on me…not when I have fallen so deeply in love with you…not when I want to be with you now and in the future…not when I'm this deep…You can’t die on me…you just can’t. I admit at first, it was a crush and I wanted to just have a normal boss and secretary relationship but once I got to know you and better understand, I fell for you deeply…My stupid, fragile heart fell for you, and I can’t stop it. So, you can’t die…you have your beautiful daughter that wants you. So, if not for me, do it for your daughter and your dad,” Jasmine said and kissed her hands and cried and put her head on his bed. Meanwhile,

I was offended, but he was not done yet. "And you see that lady you think is your friend? Aria or Jasmine, she has a very good gift to taking all the glory and things that would have belong to you. Jasmine tried to take me from her sister not satisfied that she was getting married to the alpha and now, Aria wants to take Zafa who would have been a sure match for you." "Don't talk to me as if I don't know you were the one who lured Jasmine into having a relationship you," I said and he scoffed.

Jason smiled big and gave my temple a kiss. "Luna Lake, it's an honor to meet you. Jason speaks highly of you," "Well aren't you sweet, but you're the Luna now," She said in the most timid of voices. I hated to hear it. I saw that she wore a long sleeved shirt two sizes to big and her jeans were baggy. She also avoided eye contact. Their father didn't just mistreat their mother as I thought he out right abused her. I could feel the anger rising in me. Pissing off a Strong, is a bad idea.

Jasmine walked closer but her father turned his eyes away from her. "Dad? Jamie is your son!" She half-yelled. "I think it's better we just let him die peacefully, than suffering this way." Richard's voice was low. It was as if he had come to such a vile decision a long time ago, and it made Jasmine bitter. "How can you say that about your own son?" Jasmine cried in pure anger. She knew her step-mother had brainwashed her father but this was the extent of it. Tyler immediately walked up to her, there was the evidence of a smirk on his face.

Jasmine I adjusted my weight from foot to foot, feeling nervous under Damon's intense stare. "Same Mr Black" I broke the silence, trying to add some humor but he doesn't seem phased. His eyes still raked my body before they came back to meet my dark orbs. "I didn't think you could afford to dine at such a prestigious restaurant Jasmine" He spoke, a dominant tone dripping off his words. I internally scoff. He doesn't even know me and yet he's already judging me, who does he think he is!

" Jasmine's hand touched my face, then she trailed her finger's around my entire body, which caused my nipple to harden. "I'm not going to forgive you," she said bitterly, crumbling my hope. "I want your pain. I want you to suffer just like I've suffered." "Jasmine, please,don't torture me like this. The Alexander you're looking at is a brand new man, i swear.” I heard her laugh again and right then, everything became more dark. '‘Come on, Jasmine! This is something you should consider not doing! I’m willing to do anything, please, don’t walk away from me now!”

Now fate had decided to place her cruel hands on me again. She gave me Jasmine. The daughter of a D’Arvenzi wolf. A bloodline I swore never to forgive. She's everything I wanted in a mate. Strong, kind and beautiful beyond words. If she wasn't poisoning herself, my wolf would've marked her there and then when we met, in the chair where she was tied. If I didn't wake up from that haze, I would've marked her regardless of traditions binding us. This was a bond I never wanted. A threat I couldn’t ignore.

she asked. Jasmine said nothing. Her eyes were still glaring at Zara trying to intimidate her. “You know that deep down, you... " This isn’t a lie, I have watched you, Jasmine, I have seen the way you look at him, that hunger in your eyes so strong that it could drown a nation, I know that… you know that too, so please stop acting like some saint and own up to your mishaps,” she said. Jasmine scoffed, “Clean the dishes, that is what you will always be good for.” As she walked away from the room.

For Freya, it was more about how impressive Jasper’s talent for research and his ability to come up with scientific solutions for situations that, until then, had been deemed permanent and something they needed to get used to. Or, that’s what Freya tried to make her believe. More than once, she heard the original lycan praise Jasper and call him a marvel. She wasn’t sure if it was her pregnant hormones sparking a twinge of jealousy or if it was her intuition understanding more of what lay behind the complements and looks that Freya sent his way. Whatever the reason, she was legitimately red hot jealous.