Jasmine Joseph Novels & Stories

I didn’t even know how to talk anymore, my mind too cluttered. “Oh, sorry!” she said quickly, her cheeks flushing as she realized she’d skipped introductions. “I’m Jasmine. The head chef, Margret, sent me and my sister to you and your sister. I’ll be your personal handmaid.” She grinned, her smile bright and genuine, though I could see a hint of nervousness lingering in her eyes.

What then had gotten into her, he wondered? Who was this woman looking at him with eyes full of steel? She stepped onto the stage and reached for the microphone. It felt cold in her fingers. Her heart pounded once. Twice. Then suddenly, a memory flashed in her head. Her mother lay pale in the hospital bed. The unpaid bills. The threat of prison Flora had almost pushed her into. This wasn’t just about pride anymore. This was survival. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I am Jasmine Romano and the perfumer of Roodles. And the perfume Jamio was created by me."

Butnothing prepared them for what they found out, in that front page was Alexis name andpicture, she was branded as a criminal for her attempted murder of the biggest celebrity in town, Mrs Linda Lake. Alexis lose her footing, her leg gave way under her, she fell down just like a log of wood, all her training as a martial artist expert does not prepared her for this frustration, all her mental strength could not even withstand the pressure she was under right now, she lost all her cool and she burst to a huge cries.

My feet thud on the ground and I almost smirk at the look some of these people are giving me, I'm wearing some black leather pants, black boots, a black shirt tucked in, and my black leather jacket. My hair is wrapped into a ponytail and I probably look like some of these villains out of a W*****d story. I smirk at them and enter the elevator and press the PH among the button and watch as the door goes up to the penthouse. The elevator door alerts me of my arrival, and again Joe and His colleagues are here. “Ah look who it is, Joe” His eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything “I'm here to see your boas, Josiah”

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

With her heads down, Nicholas and Lydia turned to the heels sound and Nicholas couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Jasmine slowly raised up her head and it felt like she did it intentionally because everything about her was just dazzling which made him wonder which earth she was before. Or perhaps she's the new angel sent here for him. She looked beautiful, he could say beautiful was an understatement because she looks more than beauty itself. Perhaps a Goddess? His eyes were blazing with affection and his heart suddenly yawned for love. Lydia saw this and felt downcasted, she envied her even more and couldn't even concentrate anymore. She started to regret why she invited her.

I liked how Jake was different with me, it made me feel special. “You know men like Jake need a strong headed, argumentative and a fiery woman to protect them when people try to take advantage of them. Take Joseph Lachlan for example, such a sweet man and kind of naïve, the only woman for him was Mary, she was literally his opposite.” I nodded, I’ve heard a lot about their love story, and it was pretty famous. “Umm but we are just friends. For now. We haven’t really discussed-“ I start but she cuts me off.

Amir had a lot of wine during and after the wrestling contest, for some weird reasons he was so happy. He hadn't been this happy in a very long time, a large part of him agreed that Amira played a huge part in his happiness. It been a while since he let a woman so close to him. Amir hardly needed them around he only sort for the new slaves who haven't been touched by any of his men , to satisfy his sexual urges and hands them over to his friends Kamur and Fatu, especially Kamur he was insatiable and never said no too female slaves.

Elijah's P.O.V "Your coffee" I turn in my chair to look at Camila. Her low voice gets me every time, I don't know he her voice is so calm all the time and barely audible. She stood by my desk, dressed in an oversized grey dress shirt, with only a few buttons open, revealing her cresent moon necklace, a pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and by the height she's standing, I'm guessing ankle boots. Her hair was cascading down her shoulders in amazing curls as she displayed her beautiful taunting smile.

Valentine said madly. "I agree, she's not even taking the student council president position even though that's for her and just wandered around like she had already graduated," Lady Jasmine also complained. Lady Jasmine Mortis Jam is the heir to the dukedom of Jam from the western territory. She also has the same age as me and she has beautiful blue eyes and purple hair. "Stop complaining, if someone hears you, all of you will be troubled," I told them as we walked towards the private room in the school library.