Jafar X Sinbad Novels & Stories

"Are you saying you agree with me?" "Yes, Jess. I want you to be mine, and I can't wait any longer. I don't care what the consequences may be. You will be my queen." He was ready to risk it all for her. He would gather his loyal soldiers and fight to keep his kingdom if he must. But he'd be damned if he let Jessica go, plus his beast would never allow him. Sinbad had formed an attachment to her he couldn't seem to understand since they were not properly marked as yet.

I replied. Doctor Sadiq continued, "Miss Reeds. I understand that sometimes it must be difficult to get stuck in a place and not be able to go anywhere. That's why I'm offering you another possibility in life. I sincerely hope that I can see you in our academy." "Thank you, Doctor Sadiq..." I felt overwhelmed. "You can call me Jafar. Doctor Sadiq is my father," he smiled. "Thank you, Jafar. Thank you for everything. You've saved Darren's life. I couldn't be more appreciated," I said.

"I’m going to climb on your back now so we can go to the hilltop. Do you agree?" Jafar’s response was immediate—a gentle panting, his tongue lolling out in what could only be described as a wolfish grin. It was clear that he was more than ready for the journey. Carefully, Stephanie picked up Damien’s clothes, folding them neatly and placing them into the backpack he had brought. She slung the pack over her shoulders and, with a final pat on Jafar’s head, climbed onto his back.

I stepped over a rotten skull of a rabbit and took one last sweep of the room we were in. “Jafar, show yourself. We know you know we’re here.” I yelled, my voice echoing in the stillness and sure enough he came out. "What do you want?" His voice was a hoarse whisper, devoid of the bite it once held. "We want you to stop the killings," Luna Hana stated, her voice firm but laced with a hint of compassion. Jafar let out a humorless scoff. "Stop? Why should I stop? They took everything from me! Charlotte." He paused, pain and anger flashing in his eyes as he said her name.

Four figures sat at a round table looking at each other yet not entirely seeing the other. Each one was in deep thoughts about how they got to the point where they currently were at. Hafsa looked around the room at her fellow master minds. Before her sat, Jafar, Swafan, and the third was popularly know us the mind master.

"Of course" We walked out and I stared at the guards, the hypnosis spell only works for five minutes, the surprise look in their face at seeing me was so humorous... They sure didn't remember anyone coming in, but if they did notice they didn't say a thing because I was with Jafar. They bowed their head in courtesy as we walked out. Bunch of foolish bastards just like their master. I winked at them and followed Jafar outside. Well, I think I like the new Sarafina. And this new Sarafina is sure going to get revenge on her mother's death.

-I do not know if I can believe you, after all, it was you who organized my kidnapping. He nodded impassively, without a shadow of guilt. -I do not lie young lady, I dislike keeping you here, but it's my king's orders, I'm Jafar. Serious, and also very handsome, his hair almost scraped, eyes darkly dark, would be irresistible to any woman, if there was no unbearable and arrogant king, in Bahrain. I respond, not caring if I would seem unfriendly: -Under other circumstances, I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, Jafar, but I do not like lying.

I gushed dropping everything I was holding to hold Jamal, he was giving me to lovely and adorable toothless smile, which melt my heart, and I wished I could spend the day with them. "Mama is late, but I promise you I will be back early today, so I would spend time with you," I said kissing Jamal, then dropped him back on the bed seating down next to me. He smiled once again, with drools pouring on his cloth, he looked so adorable. Both of them look so much like Leo. "Mama.." I heard again, this time from Jafar, as he crawl towards my side, it's soul-pleasing hearing these words, I picked him up, and smile at him as I kissed him.

Her presence lingered in my mind, a haunting reminder of the responsibilities that weighed heavily upon me. As I wandered through the crowded stalls, my gaze fell upon a familiar face. Dr. Jafar stood amidst the chaos, his expression somber as he tended to a wounded slave. Recognition dawned on both of us simultaneously, and we exchanged a brief nod before finding a quiet corner to speak. "Dr. Jafar," I began, my voice tinged with curiosity, "it's been a long time." He looked up at me, his eyes reflecting a mix of sorrow and relief. "Indeed, Your Highness. I left the pack shortly after you cast Josephine away."

"Assalamualaikum" Sadiq raised his head and was met with his drained friend. He unplugged the iron he was using " waalaikumusalam. Finally you're here." he said to jafar . Jafar walks straight to the bed, he kept his bag one side and lat flat on the the bed. " I'm so so tired and hungry wallahi" Sadiq hang the shirt he ironed and went to drag a stool to sit on " see this boy fa, wasn't there a cafeteria at your work place? "