Jasmine Joseph Novels & Stories

“I promise to be loyal to the Alpha King. He will never find out my feelings for Elizabeth. Unless you stab me behind my back again.” “Regis, why would I do that?!” she asked, crying. “But you already did. Betraying one time means you can also do it the next time.” “R-Regis, that’s…” “Alpha Regis.” Jasmine turned around and wiped her tears at Joseph’s arrival. Hoping that Beta Joseph did not hear anything, I turned my head to him and asked his reason for barging. “What is it?” “We are ready to go, Alpha,” he said.

Being is bar is directly proportional to getting the hand on first hoe that is present at hand. James Russo turned to her and give her his enraged glare, "you know how much I hate it when you use fowl language. Act like docile woman! And no I wasn't with any other woman. I just enjoyed with friends and came home. Trust me or but I have been faithful to you since our marriage." "Okay," she said calmly and was about to walk out of her room but James Russo held her wrist stopping her. "Okay? After shooting a question as sharp as blade, where are you off too?" He asked with gritted teeth.

"May I know who you are?" Melody remained calm. She was just a manager, yet she dared to goad a customer! Jasmine ruffled her hair haughtily, inadvertently revealing the Louvotton designer bracelet on her wrist. "My father is Hughleigh Enterprise's CEO. My name is Jasmine Williams." Olivia interrupted proudly, "And she is going to be my daughter-in-law!" Daughter-in-law? Melody sniggered inwardly. She was apparently a social climber who succeeded in approaching Christopher. No wonder her nose was in the air.

“Affer all, I don’t intend to lose to Alexander Peirce.” Jasmine clicked her tongue. “Peirce is formidable. The most convincing candidate I’ve seen in years.” Of course he is, Mirena thought. Effortless, controlled and always five steps ahead. Unlike her. “If Eleanor and Diana believe in you,” Jasmine said, rising to her feet, “then you have my support.” She walked over to a table, retrieved a folder and handed it over to Mirena. Mirena reached for it, but at the last second, Jasmine pulled back.

At precisely two o'clock, somebody sat opposite her. No introduction. No hesitation. No dramatic reveal. Just a woman taking a seat. Quietly. Naturally. As though they'd known each other for years. Jessica stared. Unable to speak. Unable to process what she was seeing. Because Isabelle wasn't a stranger. Not entirely. The woman appeared to be in her late fifties. Perhaps early sixties. Grey beginning to appear in her dark hair. Sharp intelligent eyes. A face marked by experience. By survival. By life.

Jasmine The red light on the main camera blinked to life, and the studio went dead silent. “We are live in three... two...” the stage manager signaled silently with his fingers. The interviewer, a sharp-looking woman with a polished smile, dressed in a gray pantsuit, turned toward us. “Welcome back. Today, we are sitting down with two of the most—and I know you will all agree with me—influential names dominating the headlines right now. Sebastian Night, a man who is entirely used to sitting at the very top of the corporate world, and Jasmine Vance, the fresh face who has recently stepped out of the shadows to claim her inheritance.”

She then returned her gaze to the child in front of her. “Will you stop crying if I said yes?” David nodded with much enthusiasm, his eyes immediately light up and his sobs vanished. “Go get your bags so we can leave.” “You promise to wait?” He innocently asked with puppy dog eyes no one could deny. “I promise.” She gave him her word. David, elated that he was going to the Pride pack, grabbed Jane’s hand and dragged her upstairs, so she could help him pack his bags. Once they were out of sight, Isabel turned towards Desmond and said,

"It's okay if you can't provide those clues, cause most of them had been erased by now. Then i would need you to be a witness, to attest to every of her crimes." Jason sighed in resignation, his shoulders slumping by his sides. "I knew that this was too good to be true." - He rubbed his temples, a soft groan escaping his lips. "I don't think that this matter is too hard for you to do. Afterall, considering that she had disrespected your love for her in the past and had you cuckolded by having an illegitimate child with some random wild man. That sense of betrayal alone should be able to drive your decision....in the right path." - I paused, giving my words some space to sink in.

"She just has a bachelor's degree. She's not even qualified to be an assistant." A rookie with no industry experience would only slow everyone down. Jasper spoke up. "She's my junior. She designed the Eos X7, and she—" Josephine scoffed and cut him off. "Mr. Langley, you actually made that up to get her in? The Eos X7 is a project of Institute 511. Do you really think we're that easy to fool?" She had always respected Jasper, but she never knew he was capable of something like this.

I wasn't interested in anything he had to say besides listening to my conditions. "Safe to say that we need to have a reintroduction Mr. Blackwood. My name is Jasmine, it's nice to meet you." I reintroduced myself.