Jasmin Turner Novels & Stories

"Can you announce the special gift you prepared for me now?" June and I exchanged glances. I smiled and nodded. "Sure," I said. "But first, you need to admit out loud the things you've done. That includes all the mistakes you've made." "No problem," she replied, turning toward the guests. "Sorry to take a few minutes of everyone's time. I'm Jasmine Turner. I was once Mr. York's fiancee. On the eve of our wedding, the butler's son, Marcus Lockwood, seduced me through despicable means. I lost my judgment and deeply hurt Mr. York.

Jasmine, dressed in black with her curls pinned up, tried to pretend she wasn’t half-dying inside. Tia, her best friend and chaos incarnate, appeared beside her holding two glasses of champagne. “Girl, you did it,” she said, shoving one into Jasmine’s hand. “Big-time artist. Brooding genius. Subtly heartbroken muse. I mean, come on this lighting makes you look tragic in the best way.” “Shut up,” Jasmine said, laughing. Tia ignored her completely. “No, really. You’ve got the whole tortured artist energy down. Maybe cry a little for the cameras.”

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.

She wasn’t buying it. “This is ridiculous, can we just get on with the debrief?” I wanted to ask if they could all leave so I could talk with Alex alone, but I knew I’d catch even more shit if that happened. “Tell us about the culprit.” “ Jasmine,” I said. Liz’s eyes widened in surprise as if she could figure it all out just in the way I said her name. It was unsettling but I ignored her and kept talking. “ Jasmine of Womack, Idaho. She lived with her mother Layla Dubois and two sisters, Sapphire and Sage. By day she worked at their family restaurant Layla Vous and by night she was our firewall breeching vigilante.”

She figured that if others didn't care about her life or death, she should at least care about herself. Just as she was about to turn and leave, the housekeeper, Jane Lewis, spotted her. "Mrs. Lane! You're home!" Talia smiled at Jane, thinking that perhaps that day would be perfect for discussing the divorce.

I was surprised by his words and he is right, I can't understand why he would say that we did so much for him when we did nothing. He stared at my confused face, looking me dead in the eyes. "After we hunt for a job for you today, I'm going to tell you about my past, this evening. Maybe then, you'll understand why I'm indepted to you and not the other way around." . . .TANNER After breakfast, Jasamina changed clothes, dressed Jaimie up. Then, she secured the baby into the carrier and strapped him on her two shoulders, so that the baby nestled on her front with his head on her chest. She followed my lead, going out for job hunting.

I snatch it away. "What was that?" I questions. "Was that...That wasn't Grayson was it?" Jasper, glancing around, assesses the shadows sliding in between the trees, as the sun finally sets. His ring glints in the rising moonlight. Commander of the Night. "Be quiet." He snaps. I fold my arms, forcing his hand to fall back to his side. "I'm not doing anything until you tell me what's going on. Do you know how isolating it-"

Turning to Jasmine, I said, “Come sit and tell me what you know about this woman.” Jasmine obediently sat in the chair that Lance had just vacated. “She is like master said. She is the daughter of a rich plantation owner. They own slaves and are cruel to them.” When I looked at her expectantly, she continued. “She is very close with master’s uncle. It is rumored that she wishes to marry Jason.” Leaning forward, she said in a hushed voice, “She is first born and has the magic.”

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

She was not the kind to support me in any way and even if she did, it was indirectly. "And guess what, she is now but Jazz. I was shocked too when I found out that she turned out to be her. I'm sure she slept around with men to get to this stage she is on now. Thinking of her right now makes me feel so disgusted," I said looking at my awestruck girlfriends who had confusion written all over their faces. "Mean Jazz then top notch international singer is your sister Jasmine?. OMG, what a twist," Sarah exclaimed while Vanessa and Cassie looked at each other like they were still understanding what I had just said.