Jasmine Disney Novels & Stories

"You’ve been rejected before, Jas. Why would the Moon Goddess ever pair you with a royal werewolf?" So she knows, I thought. That explained her persistence. "I didn't seduce him," I repeated, my voice now stern. "You’re the one trying to push yourself on my mate." Her hand swung up to slap me, but I moved quickly, catching her wrist mid-air. Diana looked stunned. "Jasmine!" she hissed, dragging her hand back from my grip. "Do you think just because you’re at Ivory Spire you can act however you like? Listen, bitch," she said, her fake composure finally shattering.

Energetic kids darted around, their parents trying to keep pace. “Hey Nixx!!!” Jasmine called out, rushing toward us with her sleek black hair streaming behind her. Her radiant skin and stunning green eyes made her stand out in the crowd. She was genuinely beautiful, and her exotic look always drew attention. Nixx caught her in his arms as she leapt towards him, pulling her into a tight embrace. Jasmine and Nixx had always been close friends, practically inseparable. There was no romantic tension between them—just a strong, platonic bond.

Enoch’s POV “Debtor?” I doubted in mock disbelief. Leave her premises? “What are you talking about now?” I demanded. First, Jasmine had claimed she's the CEO of Ives Global Dominion, and now that we've exposed her, she's capping about some debtor? “That.” She pointed past me. I traced her finger and turned. Osei, the Harrington Pavilion manager, was crossing the terrace towards us. Dressed in a fitted charcoal suit, he strided towards us with the unhurried stride of a man carrying information he intended to deliver cleanly regardless of how it landed.

Her champagne gown fell simply over her body, but the way she stood made the fabric look like armor selected by someone with exceptional taste. “Dianna,” Zane said. His hand moved to his wife’s back, a small gesture that didn’t belong at all to the man I used to know. “This is Jasmine.” “I know.” Dianna held out her hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” I shook it. “Hopefully not from this family.” “Unfortunately, yes.” “Then half of it was probably slander.” “And the other half?” “Also slander, but more entertaining.” Dianna smiled broadly.

"Diamond." Interesting. Typically, Jesse gave the girls their stage names, and there was always a reason. Cherry had hair to match the alias, even if it came from a box at Walmart. Cinnamon had a landing strip the exact shade, coupled with a spicy persona. Candy because she was sweet, and she played that role. Raven looked like a female version of the crow. Every girl was easy to spot. But Diamond didn't suit. "Seriously?" Cherry shrugged. "Jesse saw something in her. Who knows."

She could only imagine the size of the building. As she waited, Catherine observed other people swiping their cards on the elevator panel. A light would come on as soon as they passed, a technology she had only ever seen in movies until that moment. When Catherine swiped her card, the light for the eighth floor came on, indicating that she was the first to select that floor, and would apparently be the only one going there.

Despite their stations, the two shared a lifelong bond--Elizabeth had always treated Jasmine with kindness, and Jasmine had returned that loyalty with devotion. They could not have looked more different. Elizabeth at 22 was fair-skinned and delicate, her blonde hair and green eyes dulled by grief. Jasmine, on the other hand, possessed a rare, striking beauty. Her mother's Indian heritage and her father's presumed European descent gave her a mix of warm skin, striking hazel doe eyes, and thick brown waves that cascaded to her waist. In contrast to her friend that lacked in curves, Jasmine was slim but voluptuous. Her large breasts and bottom often drew the attention of the men of her own king

The memory of the scene from yesterday danced in Jasmine’s mind. Mr. Hawthorne’s concern—whether she would fall into Mr. Harper’s hands—seemed like a good sign to her. Her hope grew stronger that Mr. Hawthorne might also harbor the same feelings toward her. “Auntie, why are you taking so long? The ice will melt!” Lilly exclaimed, appearing at the door with a face full of excitement. Jasmine quickly finished her makeup ritual and hurried to catch up with Lilly. They planned to spend the day at Liberty Gardens Zoo, and it was sure to be a very fun day!

Sunny winks at Nina and smiles at the lady, "This is my best friend, Nina Morrison. She is single now. If you have the right one, please help introduce him to her!" The lady's eyes brighten, "Really? How old are you? My younger brother just broke up with his girlfriend and wants to find the right girlfriend!" A sneer comes from behind, "Mrs. Jones, Miss Morrison and your younger brother may not be a good match!" Everyone turns around. Jasmine is wearing a white floor-length skirt. Her hair is in a bun and towering, with a camellia as big as the mouth of a bowl on it. She is standing behind them with a smile.

He frowned when he didn't get any reply and was about to speak again when he smelled that, the smell of snakes. Opening his eyes abruptly, he was about to change into his wolf form, however, what he didn't expect was Jasmine to be sitting on her throne with all the snakes close to her foot. "Jasmine, what are you doing?" Daniel asked, bewildered. "I am trying to form my own kingdom. I wanted good animals to gather, but all I could find were these snakes." Jasmine pouted. Daniel -"..." From where does she even get such ideas?