Jafar And Jasmine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jasmine's POV I laid on my bed battered and in pains sobbing as I cursed at the world for being so cruel. “I can't let this continue, my life can't just go down the drain like this, this has to stop.” I picked up my phone dialling my boyfriend's number. “Hey, baby, whatchu doing?” Justin asked with an accent. I sobbed. “What's going on? What happened to you?” “Babe, I don't think I can continue living in this house anymore, let's elope.” I resounded on the phone.

Jasmine smirked. “I hope you die for this betrayal”. She said. Fabian told her she was out of her mind to say such a thing. He called for the maid to bring in water for his wife. While he went to change his outfit. There was no way he was going to work looking the way he did with the water that had wet his clothes. “I will take Aria and leave this goddamn house if you do not drop your relationship with your mistress and make her terminate her pregnancy”. Jasmine yelled after Fabian. Then she pushed down the tray. She didn’t care about the glass breaking or that she was wasting medicine.

After all the provocation, she still has the nerve to ask me to fetch water for her to drink. Klein, is this what you’ve reduced me to in the eyes of your mistress? “Don’t worry. Klein won’t bite you just because you went to get some water.” “I guess that's permission for me then.” A derisive scoff leaves my throat as I go over to Klein's table where I drop the file I came in with. Where is he anyway? “You know…” Jasmine’s voice comes through again. She's walking towards me with a glass of water in her hand. “Klein really scared me that night.” My brows knit. She nods at my perplexed expression and takes a step closer.

“I just— I thought William’s wife was someone else. A woman named Elise. At the masquerade party—” “Oh, don’t be silly,” Jasmine said with a cheerful demeanor. “I used a fake French accent. It was a masquerade party, after all. The whole point was to be someone else. And after being blindsided and betrayed by my ex-husband? Well, I quite enjoyed the fantasy.” Martin’s jaw tightened. I could see the sweat beading along his forehead. His hands rubbed his thighs unconsciously. His eyes darted around the room, searching for something to ground him.

“But no, it’s not a divine power like you’re thinking. It’s just because that last time she said some words to me, I almost felt my death coming.” I didn’t get what he said that’s why I just rolled my eyes. Whatever reminiscence he has now, I don’t care. Oh yeah. This one actually believes that I am the Fajra he knows. That I am the princess of the kingdom Zunumbra that he’s saying and that I'm destined to free my nation Amare. Wow, I can't believe I remembered all that. "You know what? In fairness to you, you can write a good book. Children will like your stories.” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

Kade slid open the door; Jasper's expecting eyes glinted at him, but soon it faded with disappointment. "Did you just expect anyone?" Kade asked, coming inside. Jasper sighed and turned aside on the bed. "I brought you your favorite juice. Are you sure you don't want this?" Kade teased, wagging that drink in front of his face. Jasper shoved his hand away and exhaled the distress again. Kade then placed that drink at the table, saying, "Drink when you want." "I don't want that! Take it back with you. Leave me alone tonight!" Jasper delivered his aversion swiftly. Hearing upon him, Kade felt his heart wrenching.

I explained. He laughed and shook his head. "Well, your boyfriend is bloody loaded.. I'll spoil you!" He said. He got up with my legs wrapped his, he crashed his lips on mine again and headed for my room. Tonight's gonna be one of the wildest nights for me, let's go and explore! * * Jasmine's pov "Argh" I sighed deeply, as I stepped out of the bathroom with my towel tightly wrapped around my chest. My eyes landed on Thanatos who's sitting on the bed, face timing with his assistant.

“I know you want the Master. It’s obvious how your body can not even keep its desires away. But newsflash, sweetheart… because in two weeks, you will be just as useless as every one of us. When he sticks himself into your hole, he will never come back to you.” Her smile stretched with venom. “Maybe you don’t know, but no lady has ever been to Master’s bed twice. And you… you will just be the same as every one of us.” For a moment, Jasmine paused—unmoving. She stared at her, blank, not even blinking. A quiet thought flickered through her mind: was this psycho always this chaotic, or was her presence driving her mad? Unexpectedly, Jasmine moved forward, slowly and confidently, closing the spac

I feel tears building up in my tears. I can't take more. I need to leave this place. But before I move from there one line drags my attention back to them. "What are you going to do with Jasmine?" I hear beta Rafael's voice. Instead of an answer, there comes a laugh in return. " What else can I do with a hybrid like her? I'm going to kill her." My hand straight goes to my mouth in terror. "He's going to kill that hybrid?" I mumble and suddenly I hear footsteps which are coming near.

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.