Jasmine Evil Persona の小説・ストーリー

"Thank you, my love." Over Colin's shoulder, I saw Jasmine glaring at me with the baby still in her arms. She looked like a madwoman. She was gently patting the baby while humming a familiar lullaby. It would have been an incredibly heartwarming scene if it weren't for her eyes, which looked more terrifying than a snake's. She was like a two-faced person, showing both viciousness and tenderness. The combination of these two traits made her look like a demon. It was just a humiliation for my upright and noble boyfriend to argue publicly with a madwoman like her. Plus, he was a popular and influential lecturer in the college. I couldn't let a piece of trash like Jasmine affect Colin.

All Werewolf including Declan. Caelan pulled the last draw of smoke into the circle he was forming with black magic and with a single punch, the fog spread round the kingdom, forming an half oval barrier leaving the people to marvel in confusion at the sight. ---- Jasmine was pulling Jessy by the hair down the hall but Jessy forced her hand away from her hair turning around to glare at Jasmine with hateful eyes. "Seriously.. I should have seen it... I should have known and sniffed your jealousy but I ways looked over anything you did and considered them your behavior.. And it is your behavior but you behaved that way cause you're evil.. You're a goddamned evil creature.

Out of backs arched in defiance and men taught to obey with a single look. Jasmine sat on the throne with her legs slightly parted, one bare foot resting on the velvet-covered armrest like she owned every inch of it. Her fingers played lazily with a ring she’d stolen off a dead man’s finger the night before. Her thighs still smelled like smoke and sex and vengeance. Not a single wolf in the chamber met her gaze. Not even Roger. Especially not Roger. Because he knew—better than any of them—that she had crossed the line that no woman before her had dared.

But because I’d never lost control. They just didn’t see the strings I was pulling. I turned off the screen and stood tall, rolling my shoulders back as if shaking off the last of my weakness. My reflection stared back at me once again, but this time, I saw her. The real Jasmine. Cold. Sharp. Calculating. “I’m not done,” I whispered. “Drake wants to play dirty?” I smirked, eyes glittering with madness and rage. “Then let’s get filthy.”

Therefore with the help of A13 humans were able to defeat and send the aliens out of the planet never to return no more,but the worst happened when the substance begins to show it's aftereffect on the body of the injected special soldiers,the aftereffect led to the death of all the special soldiers that were injected. Alverto was therefore arrested and killed by the government and this got his mother infuriated.Maria Cassiero who was Alverto's mother went to seek help from a demon called Diemon who was banned from hell for treason to help her destroy the people that killed her son. Diemon promised to help her if only she'll make a pledge to sacrifice the dearest person to her every decade to

She drank the bottle as she spat on the face. The man face was unseen in the camera, so no one knew who it was. Aubrey legs wobbled and in a span of seconds, everyone could see through her façade, she was a bitch only destroying other people lives she was nothing but a bitch. Verbal comments were heard next, "you are truly a bitch" "What a shame" The MC took the mic "Well, since you cheated your way to the top, you are hereby eliminated from this career, everyone would use your type as an example, you bitch" even the MC couldn't hold back his anger.

I don't think I can handle another lingering gaze from him. The evening takes a dark turn as work becomes more intense and it seems a hundred people are calling my name at a time. But I somehow manage to remain composed, right until the moment I take a few steps away from a few customers and bump into someone. I turn around, hoping it's just one of my colleagues, only to find the guy from table six bent over the ground. When he straightens, Norah's vile of poison is in his hand, and the velvet napkin in the other. He wraps it with the napkin, handing it to me. "This fell from your pocket."

Asher yelled still trying to escape from my grip "But.... Justina had a vision that you are in trouble and who is........ Carmella??? "I heard Angela called in surprise and I quickly released Asher from my grip. He attacked me again with light this time almost blinding my left eye My demon got provoked..... my eyes grew dark and my fangs sprung out.... "OMG Carmella is a demon! "I heard Kim's voice making me smirk I turned to Asher who stared at me in shock but yet hate was still filled in his eyes

"What if Doctor Morgan was telling the truth? Like there was really an existence of ghost in the cell." "But he was insisting that it was Anika who was crying out for help," Angelic added. "Angelic, I am not sure about this, but, it was not possible to happen. Sometimes, one way to know the truth behind a mysterious crime was through ghosting. The victim asked for help, it could be visiting someone in his dream or invading his real world. What happend to Anika was mysterious, I had encountered cases where demonic possessions took place. And it was not possible that it could happened."

The man was tall, his back large and sturdy, more athletic than Mark, who was rather thin and ordinary. His black suit made me... I stopped my steps, and my heart pumped a little stronger. "Shit," I muttered. It's him. He's... Dexter. Alessandra Morelli looked at me and then exclaimed excitedly as she approached me. "Jasmine. This is the one you've been waiting for." She said. "Tristan, meet her... she is Jasmine, your brother's future wife." Brother.. Mark's brother? I stared at the face of the man who turned around and looked at me straight and intensely.