Jafar And Jasmine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Raffaele’s voice is softer now, edged with concern, but it only fuels my irritation. "Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it," I reply, my voice smooth but distant. I push back my chair and rise gracefully to my feet, careful to avoid the glass shards at my feet. "Raffaele, is it really you?" The woman, Jas—Jasmine, apparently—tilts her head slightly, her expression lighting up with recognition. I watch as Raffaele slowly pushes his own chair back, standing to his full imposing height. A smile, small but genuine, crosses his usually impassive face as he steps forward and pulls Jasmine into a brief but warm embrace.

he whispered to the very shocked Laura before leaving the room. “What does he mean?” Laura asked herself, still lost on what he meant, but did that mean they were going out together? ****** Jasmine couldn't stay long in Canada after she arrived. She just spends two hours with little Jack before he leaves for school. She tried her best to be happy around the little boy since she had experienced his little smartness with him. It would be wise to play a fake happy smile around him. If not, the boy would suspect something was wrong with her. She makes her expression look positive until the little boy leaves. Then, her happy expression was replaced by stormy sadness. How can she be happy when her

Heat flooded her face, and the words stuck in her throat. Daniel laughed, missing the tension. “Man, she’s my sister. Keep it PG.” Theo didn’t laugh. His gaze held hers, unwavering. Jasmine’s cheeks burned, and her lips parted, but no sound came out at first. “I… um…” she stammered, voice small. The group chuckled. “Spit it out, Jazz,” Kayla teased, nudging her arm. Jasmine’s voice barely rose above a whisper. “My biggest fantasy… is being wanted so badly that he can’t stop himself. Anywhere. Anytime.”

Jasmine watched as he turned around to leave, muttering, "I just thought you'd be happy to see me, but I guess I'm not welcome here." Jasmine bit her lip until it turned pale. She had been eagerly anticipating his arrival and longed to hear his voice, yet she was acting indifferent. She shut her eyes tightly. "Don't go!" she whispered. His smirk returned as he strolled back over to her and stood directly in front of her, his hand tucked into his pocket. "Why? I thought you didn't like me." Jace gazed intently into Jasmine's brown eyes as he closed the gap between them. Jasmine impulsively grabbed the back of his head and pressed her lips firmly against his, relishing the sensation she had im

“I paid you well. Now obey.” “Jasmine, please,” Anna sobbed. “I have a son. He’s waiting for me after school—he’ll be worried sick. Please, I beg you, let me go.” For a flicker of a moment, Jasmine’s eyes softened. “Oh… I had no idea you had a son.” She chuckled cruelly. “But who cares? You could have a hundred children—it doesn’t change your fate. You’re still going to die.” “Please…” “CJ!” Jasmine barked, her tone cutting. “Strip her.”