Jasmine Joseph Books Novels & Stories

In the distance, she could see the moon begin to rise. Caitlin lit a candle and pulled it close, as she reached over and opened her journal. This was what she needed right now. The one friend she could turn to, she could voice all her frustrations to. This journal had really become a trusted friend, the one common denominator in all her travels.

She's very pretty and unlike Veronica, she doesn't look down at me. "Good morning, are you new here?" she asks nicely, I like her. "Yes, I was hired a few minutes ago." "I see, my name is Sophie, I am Mr. Lucas Parmanel's assistant, what is your name?" Lucas Parmanel. I looked him up on the Internet. He is the vice-president of this company. The gossip sites say he is a womanizer, but his intelligence is second only to the CEO's. The rough idea of the Diamond line notebooks were thought by Lucas, Filippo improved them and put them into practice.

Coconuts will forever be my comfort scent, I thought as I close my eyes and inhale the coconut-scented candles and essential oil. I woke up this morning feeling like a nervous wreck. But my nerves are now calm thanks to the three sticks of cigarettes, and a glass of wine I had for breakfast. Now I'm in the bath, my safe place, the only room in the house I know nobody could barge in. Not even Chase. Savor the moment, Caterina, my inner voice soothes. The last bath I'll have as a single woman. Just like the sleep I had last night was my last slumber as a Santelli. If you can call it sleep. I was tossing and turning the entire night, restless and frustrated that I cannot seem to find the right

Charles paced back and forth in the hotel room which he rented for the whole floor, to accommodate all of his men who were staying with him. He was contemplating the risks presented by the scientists working with him. Jose. Jose said that he could make contact with Jasmine if Jasmine drank his blood. He knows that the woman has started to transform into lycan .. which means her blood is poisonous to him. All this time, Charles had been spitting out Jasmine's blood again and had not swallowed it.

The two girls fished out a towel in Eric’s bag, and they wiped their body dry before they put on another set of clean clothes. “No. we did not think of it that way,” Elise said as she combed her hair by her fingers and regarded brother. “It’s because the high priestess told us about missions. So we thought that our mission started in Te-Mehu and so it would naturally end here in Ta Shemau. It has to be that.” She then searched for some cologne. Perhaps her brother brought some. Then she found her Egyptian history book, The Pharaohs of Ancient Egypt. She frowned and looked at her brother. “Eric, did you bring this purposely?” She waved the book in her brother’s face. “Oh, I didn’t notice I pi

With one glance around, she slips into the recliner and downloads the next book in the series. The large mahogany grandfather clock in the hall chimes its tune. It's only chimed three times since she started reading. The tune echoes up through the house and reverberates through her ears. Staring at the words The End on the Kindle in her lap, she blinks in disbelief. She has finished the remaining three books in the series, in record time according to the percentage statistics on the Kindle. Her eyes flew across the pages at record speed and yet, she can still recall every line with insane precision, every plot twist connects. It seems that all her cognitive processing is moving at an incredi

“Javier. Always looking like someone ready to sign a peace treaty while planning a war in the back room.” “I’m flattered you think I’m capable of multitasking,” Javier said casually. Rhea had already pushed forward, abandoning her suitcase in the hallway without remorse. “Move,” she told Hazel and Poppy. “My turn. Jasmine first.” She walked toward me without slowing down, her coat swishing, and pulled me into a hug that smelled like expensive perfume and a bit of vodka no one should legally mention at this hour. “Hi, witch,” she whispered near my ear. “You’re alive. Thank God. I didn’t fly this far to attend a funeral.”

Emilly, Thompson. "I heard the driver's voice say, 'Miss, we're here.'" With a small smile, I handed him the payment and gave him an extra tip before stepping out of the car. I was filled with immense joy because tomorrow is mine and my boyfriend's third anniversary, and I had decided to surprise him with a visit. He had no clue that I had traveled all the way from New York to Manhattan just to see him. Some might call me crazy for taking such a risk for a guy, but when you experience love someday, you'll understand. Maintaining a three-year relationship is not easy, especially in a time when relationships and marriages often fail. I am grateful that we have managed to stay faithful to each

It had been most likely out of the fear that, as Chloe had found her mate; she was totally going to abandon him. “How are we sure you didn't have a hand in my daughter's death? You were probably jealous that she was the Alpha's mate.” My mother accused, sobbing loudly. That wasn't true. Yes, I had been jealous, but never for once had I thought of harming her. “As for Jasmine, the pack suspects her of intentionally delivering her into the hands of her killer for her to be killed out of jealousy, and her punishment is—” Jason's eyes surveyed the crowd. “Jasmine is hereby sentenced to be a slave to the pack for the rest of her life.” He pronounced coldly.

I log in to my emails and set my phone on the desk next to me. As I scroll through my emails, I hear a throat being cleared, I look us to see Jasmine standing there looking at me expectantly. I open my mouth to speak but have no words. She walks in to Ajax office a stack of books in her hands. Jas places the books on my table.