Jasmine And Jafar Novels & Stories

Flora looked at her square in the eyes and sneered, “You get the hell out of my way.” She said through gritted teeth, “ Right now!” She roared. “Now, tell me, why would I do that?” Jasmine asked, grimacing at her. She had no plans of budging. She had made up her mind that all of her enemies were going to get what they deserved on this glorious day. Since neither she nor Antonio were going to offer the explanation that was needed to ‘prove’ they owned all rights to the perfume, then she would. But they were going to watch. They were going to witness the beginning of their fatal fall.

Among the laughter and sniggers of other men in the room, Jasmine watched as the Director stepped out of his pants. 'W-what did I do? How could I get fooled by them?! How...' Jasmine gulped as she sat on her knees, snapping her head around to look at the men forming a circle around her, her hair flying all around her face. 'They look hungry. They will eat me alive if I don't fight today. Fight, Jasmine. Don't give up. Fight until your last breath. It's better to die a martyr than to die at their hands getting ràped by them.'

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.

" He questioned before his train of thoughts was interrupted by Jasmine cursing under her breath as she failed to free herself. "There's no use in trying to get out of those ropes, it's impossible," he suddenly said causing Jasmine to freeze as her breath hitched. The man walked and stopped in front of Jasmine as he glared at her being, "So, you're the mafia's wife?" He asked as Jasmine remained silent, "Why are you saying anything?" He asked as his patience was running thin causing him to yank the bag off her head to reveal a familiar face that he's been searching for, "Queen?" He called out in confusion as Jasmine's eyes slightly widened, "A-Austin?!"

Jafar eyes was wide open " you wouldn't do that" " try me " she said challengingly Jafar looked at sadiq " you see what you caused ko. You turned my girl against me, how could you" he pout American rahama who has been quiet for a while burst into laughter. Frankly, She wasn't happy with how Nigerian rahama and sadiq were the topic of discussion but when it comes to Jafar she just can't help it but laugh when ever he becomes too childish. The guy is cool to be around with.

Present-Jafar perked up, “I should get that man a position in my court. Possibly as your deputy.” Present-Yahya nodded, “I’m sure he will be pleased.” Something caught present-Jafar’s eye. Up on the balcony, present-Sikandar and present-Ayesha were getting fresh air, he couldn’t hear what the couple was saying but they seemed awfully clingy. Then they kissed and went back into their room without breaking their kiss. “How shameless?” present-Jafar scoffed, “Getting it on before marriage, our parents would be ashamed.” Present-Yahya raised his finger, “About that.”

I turned my head with enthusiasm and looked at the man closely. "So, what information might be beneficial to Jasmine?" Bastian interjected. "Her ex-girlfriend has a character that is not much different from Jasmine," Jaden said. Not much different from me? What kind of character do I have? "Spoiled, noisy, and annoying girl?" Bastian guessed. Wait a minute! What did he say? "Exactly!" Jaden replied casually. Oh, shit! "So ... Jasmine, just be yourself, do what you usually do, you don't need to bother acting in front of him," Jaden said as he patted my arm gently.

Every time she saw Romeo together with Julius she would sneak and peek on them. One night she decided not to go to bed early as she usually did. She knew that her brother had invited his friend to their home. She waited until the late hours of the night. She heard their footsteps and decided to sneak behind their backs. What she saw make her weak at the knees. No wonder Romeo had not had a serious relationship with the girl he once dated in their village. Nomusa was a beautiful and perfect young girl. She had beauty and brains. Zamantungwa knew that Nomusa could make a perfect wife one day. She was also coming from the royal family. She and Nomusa were getting along so well and she knew tha

Jasmine. “Decorations are a lot like humans. Feed them frequently with what they like, and they would grow in such a way that your customer would love….” "Jasmine," the voice was sharp and curt. Feminine. The reason why I dreaded and loved coming to work for the past two days. I looked up from the design I had spent days working on into the sea green eyes of the one person who made sure she fulfilled her promise of making sure I went back home annoyed every day.