Jasmine Mendez Bbc Novels & Stories

“She came to me the night of the party.” “What?” “She called. Twice. I didn’t pick up. Then she sent a voice message.” He pulled out his phone, tapped a few times, then held it out. I took it. Her voice crackled through the speaker. Panicked. Breathing heavy. “Malik, if you get this, I need you to come get me. Now. Something’s wrong. I think… I think they’re gonna do something. I heard them talking—about me. About Jasmine. Please. Please don’t let them—”

Bianca, Mr and Mrs Kingsley daughter said and hissed. “No, it’s not why I am here , I mean yes, I didn’t get the job, I came here cause I saw someone ” Jasmine said quickly. Her eyes widened. Mrs Kingsley raised a brow. “Who?” Jasmine hesitated. “Selena ” Everything went silent. Mrs Kingsley stood slowly. “What did you just say?” “I saw Selena,” Jasmine repeated, her voice low. “She’s alive, She was walking down the hallway in Damon Williams’ mansion, She looked healthy ”

Before Roman. The attendant guides me down another hall, to a lounge where music hums like low conversation. The space is warm, all amber light and steam. There are three women lounging on white chaises, sipping something that looks far more luxurious than green tea. I pause, not out of shyness, but recognition. At the center sits Operah Mendez, the journalist who once roasted a senator so thoroughly it trended for a week. She’s in her forties, her silver-streaked curls pinned back, and she radiates self-possession — the kind that can silence a room without raising a voice.

he said to Selina and left to meet Becka. Amir quickly left for Becka's room. She was in labour, the maids where all around trying to find a way to ease her pain, but Becka being who she was cursed at all of them. "My love, my waist hurts. Come and hold me please" Becka called out to Amir. She kept shouting, and at the same time tried to catch her breath. It didn't take long before Selina and the midwife came in. The midwife came prepared and asked everyone out including king Amir except the maid ms who will be helping in the delivery process.

Jazzy nodded. "Trust me alpha, that's the best. If you want she is not completely bullied and has a normal life at school." Said Harry, Jazzy nodded. Harry understood exactly what she felt right now. Marco stood up, he cleared his throat hard, making all eyes on him. "I want to tell you, Jasmine Mendes is your luna candidate, don't you dare touch her or you will die in my hands that very second!" Marco said loudly. Jazzy covered her face with both hands. She shook his head tightly.

Rhion’s friend. “Champagne,” Derick offered me a glass, “Non-alcoholic. Don’t worry.” “Thanks,” I took it and looked back at Deo. What’s he doing here? Was Rhion here too? We were about to take our seats when a woman called Derick’s attention. She’s so beautiful and stood tall like a model. “Jessica…” Jessica Mendez? Isn’t she the beauty queen who won the Miss Universe crown some years ago? I couldn’t believe I’d meet her in person.

Situated right there on lower Broadway. “The smells in this place are so amazing” Bex is practically drooling as she talks. I can't help but giggle at her. If there was anything anyone needed to know about Bex is she is a foodie to the core. Never afraid to try anything once, and her tastes have grown as we have.

And so was life. But, whatever Jessie lacked in building up the pride of her mother in public, Jasmine and Jenna made up for it. Jenna was thirteen and breaking the records of all the best students in Kingston Memorial Secondary School while Jasmine had just succeeded with flying colours in achieving her General Certificate of Education: Advanced Levels. Though she knew of the plans for her to further her studies abroad were in motion, for safety purposes, she still applied for admission into the University of Buea to double major in French and English, to become a translator.