Jafar X Jasmine Novels & Stories

X's voice was firm but calm. He knew the type of man his boss was, and he somehow how had an understanding of what the woman had gone through. Jasmine fought back the urge to cry, she was trapped, and it seemed like there was no way out of the mess she had gotten herself into. She gave up fighting but she wasn't going to go back, and marry that man. She was better than that. Jasmine turned to X, with a trembling voice. She had to find a way to get rid of this man first, she knew she wasn't stronger than him, so she had to get to his emotions.

“So you're telling me you already decided, concluded, and even found someone before you brought it to my notice?” “Now it sounds bad when you say it that way. Look Leon you don’t have to meet her today just relax and take care of yourself.” she said infuriating me further “See ya! Don’t worry I’d do that think you like when I’m back” she placed her hand on my manhood as she gave me a sexy look and walked away. As the weeks went by the only conversation I had with Isabella revolved around surrogacy. I got to find out Isabella was offering Jasmine 150,000 thousand and was instantly filled with displeasure.

Fear raced through every nerve in her body as he gave a cold, chilling laughter. Then before she knew it, she lay on the floor with her hands over her head while he sat on top of her. He reached for the zip of her jeans pants while she struggled to get him off her. But, she was like an ant trying to fight off an elephant. As he succeeded in unzipping her pants and taking them off, Jade closed her eyes, waiting and hoping for death to take her away. Forever.

“You’ve seen yourself what they can do. I wouldn’t concern yourself too much about it.” Urseya’s voice dripped false concern. “I’m certain Keilor only wished to protect you by not telling you this.” A low sound of fury escaped Jasmine’s lips as she rounded on Urseya. “Do not pretend to be my friend. Now leave!” “Do not presume to order me around, charmer,” Urseya sneered, allowing gold to flicker in her eyes. Isfael took a warning step nearer, and she eyed him with contempt, standing up. “Do not worry for her, charmer’s pet. She faces no danger from me.” She cast one more mocking look at Jasmine’s belly and turned on her heel, leaving in a swirl of rust brocade.

So, I suppose it was natural that an entirely improper thought crossed my mind at the point that, as I read her status. Jasmine and Alia were both recently eighteen. Jasmine is half Asian Indian, half English and Alia has middle eastern parents, from the Lebanon. They are both gorgeous with golden-olive skin, and brown eyes. Jasmine has shortish black hair, while Alia’s is long, waist-length nearly. Both girls are very, very pretty and hot but in a rather demure way.

"Go into your room. Pack a bag unless you want me to put you over my knee once again and it wouldn't be only your ass that would be sore, Jasmine." She glared. But turned around and went into her room. TBC

Jason’s lips curved into a bitter smirk. “I never fail. ” But when he was alone later, staring at the city skyline, his mind wandered back to the princess’s eyes. She had looked at him not with fear, not with awe, but with something else. Resistance. Fire. For the first time in years, Jason felt something he didn’t recognize. Curiosity. And so the deal was sealed. Two worlds, so different they should have repelled each other, were about to collide. Emily, the Rose Princess who longed for freedom, and Jason, the mafia heir born in shadows, were bound together by chains forged not of love, but of power.

She just landed and she has already given us enough information. “I know it’s an emergency situation but I really want to meet the Luna. I have been dying to meet her in person!” Jasmine let out before I could tell her that she wasn’t going with us. Then I realized what she said and I narrowed my eyes at her. “She is my mate!” She started laughing at my words even though I wasn’t even trying to be funny! Jasmine is a gorgeous woman with crazy charms. Not even my mate could be immune to her charms. She has stolen my girlfriend before so I have reasons to remind her that my woman is mine only.

It had been most likely out of the fear that, as Chloe had found her mate; she was totally going to abandon him. “How are we sure you didn't have a hand in my daughter's death? You were probably jealous that she was the Alpha's mate.” My mother accused, sobbing loudly. That wasn't true. Yes, I had been jealous, but never for once had I thought of harming her. “As for Jasmine, the pack suspects her of intentionally delivering her into the hands of her killer for her to be killed out of jealousy, and her punishment is—” Jason's eyes surveyed the crowd. “Jasmine is hereby sentenced to be a slave to the pack for the rest of her life.” He pronounced coldly.