Jasmine Centina Novels & Stories

Camelia replied as she slipped another sheet into the leather folder. Juna placed the sketch back down and looked at his sister with a slight frown. "Camelia, I know two people on the competition's main judging panel. One of them used to be a fashion consultant for Collyn Group in Paris. Do you want me to contact them tonight to make things easier for you?" Camelia immediately stopped what she was doing. Straightening her back, she looked directly at her brother with a serious and determined expression. "There's no need, Juna. Thank you very much for the offer," Camelia declined firmly, without the slightest trace of hesitation.

Damien said, his voice sounding incredibly soft yet terrifyingly hollow. The woman swallowed hard, her small hands clutching the edge of her dark robes as she tried to maintain her composure under his intense scrutiny. "My name is Jasmine, Alpha Damien, and I have served the secret order as the primary scribe for the last twelve seasons," she answered, her voice trembling slightly with an underlying fear that she could not entirely conceal.

"Originally, I was thinking..." Kelvin, now very excited, grabbed Jasmine's hand and pushed her onto the sofa. "Haha! Ms. Smith, you're being so straightforward! In that case, I won't hold back either! Honestly, I've been looking for a noblewoman who's suited to be my wife. And in all of Centropolis, you’re the best choice! Today, you're dressed so provocatively. You were trying to please me, right? Let me assure you that you've succeeded! I'm already very excited!"

”Hello. “I’m Fabiola Martini.” “I’m Jasmine Cortex.” Jasmine grimaced feeling like she knew Fabiola from somewhere. She looked awefully familiar.

“I almost didn’t recognize you.” “I’m sure,” Jasmine replied briefly. That tone made Florentina flinch slightly. She straightened her shoulders, the cold attitude that had long been her shield returning. “I heard you met Christopher,” she said sharply. “You truly have no shame.” Jasmine looked at her calmly. No anger. No defense. “If you mean a public business event,” she replied, “I was officially invited.” Florentina let out a small, cynical laugh. “Don’t pretend to be classy. You’ve always known how to attract attention.”

Messi assessed her in silence for a few seconds and she had the feeling his sharp gaze miss nothing She look up and shared eye's gaze with messi "Mmmmmmmm" "You can all lift up your head messi uttered Jule sighs deeply "And who is this new face here?" messi asked She's Jule by name sir, the new maid employed receny. the senior maid answered "Oh i see"you are welcome I'm looking forward to your contribution in beautifying the mansion more with your presence.messi teased her He discharged them to go and attend to other's things,he ordered the new maid to go and informed the chef in the kitchen to drop two Lap's of chicken for him on the dinning.

Jasmine’s POV~ I was seated hunched over the shattered Silver Veil tablet, tracing my fingers along the rough runes. Most of it could not even be read due to age or heat, but one line caught my attention. “Crownless Protocol— Contingency Bloodline: J. H.” My breath clouded the air in front of me. J.H. Jasmine Hale. I didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t need to. Well, as soon as I saw it, I knew.

With a touch of contention in her voice, she spoke up, challenging Carmine's words. "Bro, now you're showering her with so much praise. Let's be real, she wasn't really 'that' good!" Jasmine asserted, her words laced with a hint of skepticism. Her response hung in the air, a stark contrast to the warmth and appreciation that Carmine had expressed just moments before.

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.

CHAPTER FIVE Desire~ JASMINE VALE I think the whole house heard my screams last night. They must have. It was loud, filthy, and everything sinful. I didn't know one could cum from just spanking until I met him. Dormani Nostra was everything dark and evil. His signature smile made me want to gut him whenever he was near.