Jasmine Joseph Novels & Stories

“You had wolfsbane, didn’t you?” My head snapped towards him. Isaac averted his gaze from the woman. The woman frowned before her eyes cut to my form. “Ah, Luna Kathryn. I am Felice. I apologize for my manners, but this one,” he pointed at my mate, “has been giving me troubles ever since he turned 21.” “Felice,” Isaac protested with a grunt.

She raised a hand, shunning him, and turned around, fumbling for the door knob. "Elle wait--" She slammed the door and Damien growled out his frustration. Great. Just great. ******** Jasmine slipped on the cool mask and strolled out, adjusting the hood over her head. It was quite easy to fool them. Fool Alex. With just a few words and sweet innocent smiles, they believed her to be one of them. Loyal to their miserable pack. She slipped her daggers into her belt and pulled the black gloves back to rest around her fingers perfectly. She considered going back to clean the knives but she shrugged. It wasn't as if the dead would mind if she used an unclean blade.

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

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.

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.