Jasmine Joseph Books Novels & Stories

" She inhaled keeping quiet. "Speak!" Alpha Cameroon and Rasmore yelled at the same time. "Only two of them are foreigners. Maris Kates is not a foreigner. She is Karen Milburn in disguise. Right now, as I am speaking, they are heading to the private cemetery, where she is going to celebrate her twins' fourth birthday. I also know something. "She is here to avenge her twins' and parents' deaths," she said, and everyone froze.

She frowned as she looked at it. "When Melanie gave birth to a baby boy, she had a baby Alamid's girlfriend Josie. The girl became their child and she exchanged babies without anyone knowing.. When Melanie found out she told me that! I thought it was possible that he also swapped other babies and I was right, " It suddenly saddened. He breathly hard.

Damien said, a bit suspicious. "I wanted you to meet my family. Here, Rosaline Roosevelt, my mother, the former Queen, Theodore Roosevelt, my father, the former King, Laila, the daughter of a council member, Melissa, my secretary that handles trivial matters around the mansion, and you've met Chris and Sean already." Damien said, making Jasmine look at each one of them slowly. "Hello everyone, I am Jasmine," Jasmine said respectfully to everyone, knowing that they belonged to royals. 'What a bitch, pretending as if she doesn't know us, only to get in good books of Damien.' She heard a random thought, making her jerk her head up as she looked directly into the eyes of the traitor.

**Jasmine's POV*** I woke up to a sharp pain on my joint, my head spinned from suffocation. When my eyes flew open Justin stood across from me, we were in a different place now. What was going on? “Justin–” I made to stand up but my hands were tied to my back. “Hey, sweetheart. You're awake already?” I grunted. “Easy there, pookie, I need you fresh for the buyers tonight.” He walked towards where I lay and crouched down.

Hello readers! First of all, I want to express my gratitude to each and every one of you for your continued support and for embarking on this journey with me. Writing "The Rise of the Omega Supreme - book 1" has been an incredible experience, and I'm thrilled to bring you the second installment of this series.

His hands on my skin felt like a lifeline, anchoring me in a reality I sometimes feared slipping away. Sex became a way to forget. Not just the past few weeks, but all the times my mind had betrayed me, the moments I’d lost in shadow. With him, I was just Jasmine—no tapes, no shadows, no warning voices. Just skin and breath and heat. But when the dawn came, the quiet was unbearable. I’d lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, heart pounding. The memories didn’t come in nightmares anymore. They came in whispers, like a half-remembered song I couldn’t quite recall.

Just to be near here, to see her smile, to smell her sweet smell that ignited my nostrils, I could not imagine being without her for that long. At the moment it was me trying to calm her but in reality, just being near her helped me be calm and not scream in rage at how ridiculous the High Priestess was. The damn circle around the room of another priestess not allowed to move was using the idea of keeping things from the past to the newest level. I remembered how we first met and the idea she had no idea how to defend herself. I started imagining what would happen if another pack attacked this house, fuck all these beautiful wolves would be dead because they couldn’t fight only heal. Then

Dearest Reader, This story is part of the Destroy Me, Daddy series — a collection of two standalone books connected by passion, power, and heartbreak. Each can be enjoyed on its own, yet together they reveal a deeper world of desire and redemption. I truly hope you enjoy my work and fall in love with every twist, burn, and breath along the way. — Josephine “Say it,” Alexander’s voice was a growl against my ear, rough and insistent, his hand gripping my thigh hard enough to leave marks.

Jasmine POV: hi my name is jasmine cash yes cash is my last name and no I don’t have any I’m just your average girl just graduated business school and oh let’s not forget I’m an orphan so I never new my parents dad died in a car crash that sent my mother into labor with little old me and labor and the crash ended up killing my mother and that’s all I know of my birth parents I’ve never been adopted, but no worries I didn’t grow up in such horrible Forster homes in fact I still keep in touch with Bob and Rachel I call them mom and dad and if I ever get married he’d walk me down the isle! Anyway back to the present I’m looking for a good paying job with good health benefits I think I deserve i

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.