Jasmine And Jafar Novels & Stories

'A journey of no return, where goodbyes are permanent. "One week from now, I will be next to you, Jasmine, my crown.” I collapsed on the bed, with my face up to the ceiling. "We will be home, where we belong, and me, forever with my crown.” I laughed an awful laughter that Jasmine usually tagged 'evil’ in the good old days.

And lilies, and sometimes a little bit of spice. But she also sometimes smelled like blood, and fangs, and he knew there was someone close to her. Someone who shouldn't be there. He gave a low sigh, just as a girl gave a small shout, followed by a slapping sound. He raised his head to it, just as a man stood and covered the girl. "I love it when they act so innocent. Don't act like you don't know your feisty attitude turns me on." "Get off me!" Jasmine yelled at the much older man, pushing him away and causing him to crash on the table of drinks behind him. The contents of the table fell off and caused a large collective shattering sound, and she gasped.

"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

"But, If you agree to my terms,and you're able to impress me, then maybe, just maybe... I'll let you gain access to my lips and you can kiss me all you want. His eyes widened... "What is it?" "Be my maid for a day!" Jasmine said smirking. "What!! Hell No!!" Liam argued. "Okay then!" She simply said playing with her fingers. "You're serious?" Liam asked like he wasn't sure she'd proposed that. "Of course! I mean every word!" "Okay Fine!! Like I have a choice" He said. "Great! Now get me a piece of cake" Jasmine ordered. Liam groaned, he stood up and went to the kitchen... Getting a piece of cake, he walked back and handed it to Jasmine.

Jamal said angrily. "Very well, I actually have a needs for you and your mother" "A news? What is it about?" Mila asked. "I'm getting married Queen Mila" Mila got confused. "Of course you are getting married after the festival of the rain" "But not to your son" "What are you talking about?" "I'm getting married to the man I love, Prince Jafar" "What!" Mila eyes widened in surprise and fear, she couldn't say a word, she felt the whole room spinning before she finally fell almost to the floor, Jamal grabbed her before she could, her eyelids fluttered and she lost consciousness.

" Jasmine's hand touched my face, then she trailed her finger's around my entire body, which caused my nipple to harden. "I'm not going to forgive you," she said bitterly, crumbling my hope. "I want your pain. I want you to suffer just like I've suffered." "Jasmine, please,don't torture me like this. The Alexander you're looking at is a brand new man, i swear.” I heard her laugh again and right then, everything became more dark. '‘Come on, Jasmine! This is something you should consider not doing! I’m willing to do anything, please, don’t walk away from me now!”

No way. . Jasmine ➡ what's so funny? . Sadiq ➡ You!... That's a funny joke by the way! . Jasmine ➡ I'm not joking... I'm the real princess of Nishkapur... Listen to my story. . Jasmine told me everything front the beginning to the end... Her story sounded convincing but... Women can do anything.. And I mean just about anything, to get themselves out of trouble. But there was one thing she said that caught my attention.

Hawthorne pushed Jasmine away from the fence and said firmly, "There is no room for your escape." Jasmine resisted the rescue, her thoughts were jumbled and the desire to escape guided her steps. Determinedly, she tried to climb again for the sake of freedom, unaware that Mr. Hawthorne was ready to take drastic measures. With a sudden movement, Jasmine's body was lifted and thrown into the swimming pool. The sound of the water broke the silence of the night, marking the end of Jasmine's desperate attempt to jump off the tall building.

Unlike Carina, who had grown up around them, knew how to act cute, and spoke as sweetly as a nightingale. More importantly, they saw me as a useless person. If it weren't for our campus romance in university, an ordinary girl like me would never have made it to the engagement with him. Giovanni was an Italian-American heir to the powerful and rising Vitale crime family. He was one of the strongest contenders to become the next Don. They had only tolerated me because of his insistence. Carina often threatened me in private: "You don't belong in this mafia family. You'll be eaten alive, bones and all. So behave yourself."

"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.