Jasmine Centina Novels & Stories

But at least I knew that I had the upper hand here… For now, anyway. Jasmine: Hey, Romeo. Jasmine: Are you free tonight? X Jasmine: I really wanna see you. I waited patiently for him to reply. Just hoping that he was online and available. It felt like I had been waiting for an eternity. Enzo: Hmm. Enzo: I have a meeting tonight, Grace. Yes. He was online. It was time for me to work my magic. 39 JASMINE It was getting irritating forever having to blank out the name ‘Enzo’ and backspace my messages, because I kept forgetting he’d given me the fake name of Romeo.

“When her daughter died, Nicoletta didn’t report it to the family. Instead, she called her brother Ignatius to handle it. “Fate must have been cruelly ironic that day, because in that same hospital in K Country, there was another young woman undergoing cosmetic surgery. Ignatius learned about her, and together he and Nicoletta devised a plan—to make that woman replace Liliana.” Caitlin’s tone grew colder. “The surgery was a success. A few months later, the ‘new’ Liliana returned home. She looked a little different, but the resemblance was uncanny. No one questioned it. But when I arrived here for the perfumery competition and saw you for the first time outside the hotel, I knew something was

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

He adds. She was going to be a guest at her own wedding. The idea wasn’t so bad. After all, this wasn’t a normal wedding. Nodding in response, she turns her head away from him and gets lost in her thoughts. ************************************************************ The car pulls up at Bistro Le Cep, a popular French restaurant that only the richest in the country could afford. Liam leaves the car first and goes over to Emilia’s side to open the door. A valet approaches them and Liam hands the keys over to the young man as he leads the way to the restaurant.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

" I smiled at her, and Alessandro pulled out my chair for me to sit down; I took a quick glance at Alessandro's father, and he gave me a subtle wink. Shit! I ignored his wink. Alessandro sat down in the seat next to me placing his hand on top of mine for reassurance. "Cassandra, this is my mother, Bianca," He spoke, and she leaned her hand out for mine across the table. "Nice to meet you, dear," She spoke in her Italian accent. She was a beautiful woman, I don't get why her husband constantly cheated on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your fiancee, my son?" Alessandro's father spoke up, taking a sip of the whiskey he had in his glass.

"Your birthmark doesn't seem to support your claims" Jasmine stared with mouth ajar at the woman. Surely she knew her more than she thought she did, even up to the extent of knowing that she had a birthmark at the nape of her neck. "Who are you?" She asked again. "The midwife that assisted your mother, Celine, with your birth" she repeated. Jasmine knew this time that she wasn't lying. No she wasn't. Referring to her late mother as Celine was too much info. Even her father didn't know that her mother went by that name, talkless of a stranger doing so.

An elderly but good looking man greeted as he walked over to us. "Good evening Mr. Hudson and happy birthday," Philip replied with a smile. Undoubtedly the celebrant. "Thank you, son, I'm assuming this beautiful young lady beside you is your wife." I smiled at him, "Happy birthday Sir, I'm Giordana Forbes, Philip's wife." He accepted my outstretched hand. "Babe I'd like you to meet Mr. Denver Hudson my mentor and business partner, Mr. Hudson like she said, this is Giordana Forbes, my beautiful wife."

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

And it is beautiful, furnished and decorated to suit the intimacy of the room. And sitting on the plush couch on the other side of the room, was Jasper. And a woman. She is beautiful. Stunning. She is the woman form of Jasper; the perfect specimen. Her hair is long and dark, curling down in subtle waves across her chest, and to her waist. The unfamiliar woman bites her red lips, staring at Jasper with dark, sultry eyes. From what I can see, she leans suggestively on the couch, facing the Alpha of Devotion, who also looks like he is resting casually. They are deep in conversation, and now in this position, I can hear them perfectly.