Jasmine Joseph Novels & Stories

She only planted traces. --- Meanwhile, at the main branch office, Christopher ended a call with an impatient expression. “Who is that woman?” he asked his assistant. “Jasmine,” the assistant replied hesitantly. “She’s registered as a partner representative.” Christopher frowned. “Partner of whom?” The assistant swallowed. “Central data.” The name made Christopher’s jaw tighten. --- Toward noon, Jasmine stepped out of the building. The sky was bright, the wind moving gently. She walked a few steps before her phone vibrated.

With this, he slumped into his bed with a glass of wine in his hands. Finally, he was getting a little change of scenery. ************ Jasmine was an eighteen years old girl in her final year at a private high school in the city of Buea: Our Lady of Mount Carmel. Being a two of four children, the girl had grown to live by the norms by which she was raised. Her mother, a widow, was a strict pediatrician who spared her children no wrong doing. It was for this reason that her first son Jasper was a science professor in Boston, living a good, honest and happy life with his white wife and son.

“You were cool.” “Miss, Allister …..” “Please don't call me Miss Allister. It sounds like I'm a lady. I'm still young. Call me Josephine.” Jasmine nodded her head with a smile. “Josephine, where is your husband? Why isn't he here?” Jasmine was inquiring. “He's busy saving people's lives. Doctors can hardly take leave. I'm back home after ten years.” Jasmine gasped. “You have been away from your family for ten years? You didn't miss them?” Jasmine asked innocently.

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

Josephine Cromwell- or Jossie for short was the most beautiful she-wolf in Rabidcrest pack. Standing at about five eleven, she had the eyes of pearls and the hair of a raven's wing. Her hair touched her stomach in length. She was skinny. Clearly not fed right. That didn't stop her from her beauty. She had pale snow-white skin and plump nude-pink lips. They were kissable. She described them as so once in a mirror. Josephine's favorite color was black and that was all her wardrobe consisted of.

Tristan carefully removed the rest of her clothes as he kissed her recklessly, spreading the heat of pleasure all over her body. Tristan and Jasmine made sweet love that night as their bodies inter wined and understood each other perfectly. ***** "Boss I found out everything about the lady in the pictures. Here's all the information about where she lives and work in the other city." the Private investigator that Anthony had hired to find Jasmine gave his reports. "Good, let me have it." Anthony said and he handed the envelope to him. Anthony read through everything and smiled. Apart from being a model, she also works as the assistant of one of the leading fashion designers in the city.

However, Jasmine's affirmation still sent chills down her spine. Amanda had long heard of Joseph's formidable abilities, but only after experiencing them firsthand did she truly understand how terrifying he was. The Sandall family was already superior to most families in New York. Yet, to Joseph, it was nothing more than an ant being toyed with in the palm of his hand... "However, how could that bitch know Joseph?" The thought of that devastatingly handsome face stirred unrest in Jasmine's heart, yet she could only stay calm on the surface. "How would I know? Damn, I originally planned to take advantage of your dad's business trip abroad to deal with her, but Joseph appeared and ruined it! I

She wasn’t buying it. “This is ridiculous, can we just get on with the debrief?” I wanted to ask if they could all leave so I could talk with Alex alone, but I knew I’d catch even more shit if that happened. “Tell us about the culprit.” “ Jasmine,” I said. Liz’s eyes widened in surprise as if she could figure it all out just in the way I said her name. It was unsettling but I ignored her and kept talking. “ Jasmine of Womack, Idaho. She lived with her mother Layla Dubois and two sisters, Sapphire and Sage. By day she worked at their family restaurant Layla Vous and by night she was our firewall breeching vigilante.”

"Hey, Aaron! Did you know this!?" My friend Jasmine was just released from her schedule today. She is a pornstar too, second to someone I admire. She and I never worked together but since we were from the same university and she was my senior who inspired me into this field, I respect her vastly. Jasmine holds a pamphlet in her hand and swings it on my face. Removing the bands of the camera strings from my hand, I hold onto the pamphlet to read it briefly.