Jafar X Jasmine 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 and Jasmine were already going through a bonds-renewed… a term Marco made up himself… which meant a long-crazy –over-the-top-lovemaking, and he did it over and over again. "Crazy ... he went that far?" "Yes. Did I tell you that Jasmine's family is actually an Alpha from France? Alpha Jacques?" “Jacques? I know that name, and indeed he is always associated with that myth… an alpha who is strong due to the energy from his mate… I know that.” Said Xander.

I turned my head with enthusiasm and looked at the man closely. "So, what information might be beneficial to Jasmine?" Bastian interjected. "Her ex-girlfriend has a character that is not much different from Jasmine," Jaden said. Not much different from me? What kind of character do I have? "Spoiled, noisy, and annoying girl?" Bastian guessed. Wait a minute! What did he say? "Exactly!" Jaden replied casually. Oh, shit! "So ... Jasmine, just be yourself, do what you usually do, you don't need to bother acting in front of him," Jaden said as he patted my arm gently.

Chad hissed, his tone low and sharp. “Playing the part,” Jasmine whispered back, patting his chest as if calming a restless dog. “Relax, Mr. Blackstone. You hired me for this, remember?” Jasmine turned her attention to Ava, her smile turning just a shade sharper. “Hi, I’m Jasmine. Chad’s fiancée.” Ava’s eyes widened slightly before narrowing. “Fiancée?” Her tone was skeptical, but her expression was sharp, like she was trying to see through the act.

"Frank didn't tell you I got married?" Jasmine is tense but she still manages to have a joyless smile tugged on her face. Catherina on the other hand is just staring at Jasmine. Apart from anger and jealousy, I can't seem to figure out what other emotion she is feeling right now. "No", she answers sharply, flipping her hair proudly and folding her arms, her gaze not leaving Jasmine's. We stand awkwardly for a second before she finally takes Jasmine's hand. "Hi, I'm Catherina Costello, Xavier's girlfriend."

"Oh, come on, just a little petting. Then I’ll climb on his back, and we can head up to the hill." Damien sighed, but there was a warmth in his eyes as he looked at her. "You’re impossible, you know that?" "Maybe," Stephanie teased, "but I think Jafar and I get along just fine." Damien couldn’t help but smile at that. Then, without another word, he shifted back into his wolf form. Jafar stood there, tall and proud, his dark fur shimmering under the dappled sunlight. Stephanie approached him slowly, her hand reaching out to caress his fur once more. "Alright, Jafar," she whispered, her voice soft and affectionate. "I’m going to climb on your back now so we can go to the hilltop. Do you agree?

Jasmine picked up her phone, pretending to check the time, and discreetly took a photo of the scene and sent it to Zach. Madelyn turned around and quietly watched Jasmine, who looked mature and professional. Seeing Jasmine again after her rebirth stirred up mixed emotions in Madelyn. Jasmine wasn't just her teacher; she was going to become her stepmother. Out of all Hayson's mistresses, she was the only one who managed to marry into the Jent family.

Jasmine's heart raced as she crawled into bed, her face still flushed, planning to suffocate herself under the covers and end it all. ... At the Brown residence, Zelda was still throwing a fit at home, while Harper was brooding with a dark expression, holding back his anger. "Jasmine's bastard couldn't possibly be Henry's. It just couldn't be..." Zelda wept, hugging his mother. "Mom, what if Henry doesn't believe me?" "That woman, Jasmine, is very manipulative, a typical vixen. Mr. Henry hates being lied

I cannot talk to you right now, you're lucky to be my cousin and my friend, I'm furious, Jafar, furious! Jafar got up and came towards me. -Sir, I will voluntarily lock myself in the basement for seven days. I walk from side to side, panting, this turn of the game really caught me off guard! Good Heaven! They got the wrong woman, hell, what to do now? Jafar looks away from me, he is devastated and I am too, I suddenly remember the two of us, still children, still boys running through this palace, I look at his expression of embarrassment and rebate:

Jasmine sounds sarcastic. "You know I can make your life complicated, Ms. Jones, don't you?" Colton asked back. "You're a selfish bastard!" Jasmine said in anger, but Colton doesn't seem to be affected. "Oh, I know," Colton replied sarcastically as he revealed a mysterious smile, " Why won't you just agree to marry me, and then, everything will be settled!" he added. "I haven't lost my mind yet, Colton, I am not crazy enough to marry the worst person I have ever known!" Jasmine said with her sharp gaze.