Jafar Jasmine Novels & Stories

"Yes, sir. I have served you all these years, I can't start being funny lately, I love to work here, l wouldn't love to soil my name." "Where's the cleaner?" He bellowed. Jasmine got up, she had her glasses on though masked with a face-changing make-up. "I'm here, sir." Fiona looked at her and lowered her face, even Fiona feared for her. "You and Sona are the only people who have free access to my office," He began. Jasmine watched him through her glasses. "Who took my money?" "I didn't take your money, sir. I'm contented with my weekly payment, I love cutting my coats according to my size."

I held my breath as a young guy of about 25 years old walked in “Did you guys really have dinner without me, I told Devin I was going to be a little late and that y’all should wait for me” The guy said while wiping his face with a rag Amelia handed out to him. “You are looking healthier and better” he said to me “That’s Mich, he sometimes acts like he’s the boss around here” the wolf that sat next to me whispered to me As we looked on, Amelia and the guy called Mich approached us at the fire. “Why don’t we start with the pretty lady tells us her name”, I heard Mich say “My name is Jasmine Brooke and I was betrayed by the one who called me his mate, he also killed the one i took as my father.

In a whirlwind of deceit and desire, Jasmine's life is turned upside down when her father remarries, setting off a chain of events that includes betrayal by her step-sister Layla and her own boyfriend, Paul. For her mother's treatment, Jasmine becomes a surrogate mother, leading to the birth of twins. Just as she begins to rebuild, billionaire Damon sets his sights on her, igniting a passion neither can deny. Their steamy encounters reveal hidden desires and challenge Jasmine's resolve. Damon's lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Trust me, Jasmine. Let me show you a world of passion and pleasure you've only dreamed of." "Stop it," Jasmine said. Suddenly two s

While Jasmine was an excellent friend in many respects, she had this particular inappropriate habit. With a sly smile, Jasmine remarked, "My dear Jennifer, you still maintain such a fantastic figure!" Jennifer responded seriously, "Get to the point." "I've informed the Sales Department about promoting Frederick," Jasmine said cheerfully, "But you know, you always claim to hate men. I can't believe you fell for such an average guy. What's so special about him?"

Seeing it was Jack, he turned it off immediately and head on to the only place he believed could clear off his head. -------------- Jasmine held on her chest while she sat at a corner of her room with streams of tears dripping down her eyes.Was she making the right decision?She wondered if her late grandfather would be happy with her after she does this. She sniffed in bitterly.Right before he died, he had asked her if she was happy in her marriage.She replied a yes, accompanied with a bright smile that hide all the pains and nightmares she was going through in her marriage.And what was she supposed to tell him, he was terribly sick and on a life support machine, telling him she wasn't doing

Hawthorne pushed Jasmine away from the fence and said firmly, "There is no room for your escape." Jasmine resisted the rescue, her thoughts were jumbled and the desire to escape guided her steps. Determinedly, she tried to climb again for the sake of freedom, unaware that Mr. Hawthorne was ready to take drastic measures. With a sudden movement, Jasmine's body was lifted and thrown into the swimming pool. The sound of the water broke the silence of the night, marking the end of Jasmine's desperate attempt to jump off the tall building.

“Kael started it.” “Kenzo’s lying,” the boy in green fired back. “I’m not lying.” “You said there was cake.” “There is.” “Where?” “I haven’t found it yet.” Zach breathed out through his nose. Krystal covered her mouth, but her eyes were laughing. “Jasmine,” she said, gesturing toward the two boys. “This is why I own three kinds of concealer.” Zach lifted the boy in green away from his leg by the arms, then set him properly on his feet.

Flora added. The host turned to Jasmine, "You have nothing to add, miss?" Jasmine smiled faintly, "I've always been a firm believer that what's for me is for me. And so, if there are people who seek to take from me, then they must also be ready to bear the crosses I bear." Jasmine said confidently. From the VIP balcony above— A tall figure watched silently. Jasper D’Angelo’s gaze never left Jasmine. He watched the way she stood straight under pressure. The way she didn’t beg. Didn’t cry. Didn’t crumble.

“I don’t care anymore. I have friends now. I’m sure you made plenty in London.” She didn’t look affected at all. The coldness of it actually made me shiver. “You’re being immature.” “You’re an asshole.” “Watch your tone. I’m still your boss.” “My apologies, Mr. Montgomery,” she said, quiet now. “Don’t I get a welcome-back hug?” I asked, hoping, now that we’d finally said something real, she’d give an inch. Jasmine Ray and Japheth Montgomery were best friends before they were anything else — before four years of silence turned two children into strangers wearing grown-up names. Then he comes home. As her boss. Japheth is handed a company in crisis, a rival who wants to watc

“I don’t want to be a part of-” “I’m here to take your place,” Amira interjected, her voice filled with a comforting and reassuring tone, attempting to offer solace amid Jasmine's distress. She sauntered towards the faerie, cornering her like a cat playing with a mouse. “You can either use this time to escape and lead your own life or wait for another day to be violated.”