Jasmine And Jafar Fanfic Novels & Stories

“For the way I spoke yesterday.” Jaden exhaled. “I was wrong too.” They stood side by side. “The man’s name,” Jasmine said suddenly. Jaden turned quickly. “Christopher,” Jasmine said softly. “He is my fiancé.” Jaden stiffened. “And that woman?” “Valentina,” Jasmine continued. “My stepsister.” Silence enveloped them. “They had an affair,” Jasmine added without emotion. “Behind my back.” Jaden clenched his fists. “And your father?”

She shook her head. “Be quiet,” Jasmine grumbled from her position on the couch. She did not want to talk about it. Urseya smiled smugly. “I thought it was romantic. The beautiful, love-sick damsel, swooning at the feet of her lover…” She sighed, putting a wrist to her forehead and ignoring Jasmine’s glare. “Everyone will be talking about it.” Jasmine sat up on her elbows and snapped, “He is not my lover!” “Your warrior, then.”

"I mean I just found out that my supposed best friend is a liar and my dad who I thought hated me for all these years doesn't actually hate me." "Do you want to go home?" He asked. "No, I want to pay a visit to my darling stepmother," Jasmine answered, making a decision. "Will you be there with me?" She asked Justin. Justin took hold of her hand and kissed it. "Always!" He answered and that was more than enough for Jasmine to feel at ease. “Good, because I’m about to do something you won’t like,” Jasmine said. Justin turned and looked at her suspiciously. “Jasmine, what is going on in that head of yours,” he asked and Jasmine gave him a mischievous smile in return.

"Oh really?" "Yes, you are to be carried to our bed by me, removed of all your clothing, and pleasured till you scream my name thirty times," "Well," I said holding up my arms, "as you wish. Alpha," Jason growled as he picked me up bridal style and I kissed him full of passion and love as he kicked open our door and threw me on the bed. We stayed there till way into the evening and honestly I said his name far more than thirty times.

"It happens sometimes but I believe she will soon get to like you. Though I doubt she doesn't hate you, she is just talking as a mother would, you know normal talking." "Let's hope so but if she doesn't give her consent for us to be together, what will you do?" "Have you heard about the word elopement before?" Jasmine smiled a bitter smile, a confused smile. She knew she wouldn't be able to survive without Jason but here was another man being so sweet and caring. She was confused. If it was possible to be with these two men, she would have been happy and ready to do so without their awareness. But how could she when both men knew themselves already?

He added. Dylan fell silent as he tried to digest the information he just got. He still found it difficult no matter how easy he tried to view it. It was just so hard for some reason. Why did he suddenly feel like he would be cheating on someone, on Jasmine. No this was weird because Jasmine wasn't his and she was a slave made by him so he wasn't supposed to feel that way

“You are a terrible liar, Jasmine.” She scoffed, eyes flicking away. “And you are delusional.” I leaned in. “Admit it. You didn’t like watching her touch me.” Her jaw clenched. “I couldn’t care less.” I took another step. “Then why are you angry?” Her eyes shot to mine, blazing with fury. “Because I hate watching people embarrass themselves.” I smiled. “I think you hate watching me with anyone who isn’t you.” Jasmine took a step closer, so close that our lips were less than an inch away from each other. Her gaze flickered to my mouth and back to my eyes, giving me a sexy look that spiked my pulse.

he couldn't be more disgusted at himself."{Why the f*ck am I overreacting? she can leave if she want! It remove absolutely nothing from my life}."Once he got home, he walked slowly on tiptoes to prevent his legs from making any sounds trying to avoid Jasmine by all means.He branched the kitchen to get a bottle of water and there he met it.A note paper attached to the kitchen handle."If you've signed it, you can drop it here." He read and a painful scoffs escaped his mouth. He looked through his bag and fetched it out.With a light squize on the paper, she dashed off vigorously to her room.But then, the scene he met broke him to several pieces.Jasmine had a music banging loud in her room, alo

She looked like she trusted him. A wave of something dark and unrelenting crashed over me. Anger. Betrayal. Jealousy. I clenched my fists, my pulse roaring in my ears. Jasmine had fought against Zephyr’s feelings, had told him about us, had sworn she would see him as nothing more than a friend. Yet here she was. Choosing him. A bitter taste filled my mouth. I forced myself to breathe, to think. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe they were just talking.

After all the provocation, she still has the nerve to ask me to fetch water for her to drink. Klein, is this what you’ve reduced me to in the eyes of your mistress? “Don’t worry. Klein won’t bite you just because you went to get some water.” “I guess that's permission for me then.” A derisive scoff leaves my throat as I go over to Klein's table where I drop the file I came in with. Where is he anyway? “You know…” Jasmine’s voice comes through again. She's walking towards me with a glass of water in her hand. “Klein really scared me that night.” My brows knit. She nods at my perplexed expression and takes a step closer.