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Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge

Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge

She felt the smooth texture of the parchment she was holding burn in her closed palm— it was supposed be a gift. Pain tore through her as the smoothness of the paper turned into unbearable heat. Her hand shook, but she didn't let her grip loosen or more tears fall. 'It's useless to cry on a man who compared my womb to a barren land!' She reminded herself. However, his words triggered emotions she was battling to keep buried in. Tears blurred her vision as her emotions rose up through her like a tide. Jasmine couldn't help but sob as her head lowered. There were people around her, waiting for the signal to turn green so they could cross the road. She didn't wan
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The foremost Alpha‘s bride

The foremost Alpha‘s bride

gesturing towards the source of the jasmine aroma. The warden replied, "Oh, that's where we're detaining the spy from last night." Caesar's countenance became solemn, and he strode resolutely towards the origin of the jasmine scent. He could hear the soft weeping of a familiar voice. In the dimly illuminated cell, he found a fragile Omega woman seated on the floor, her chestnut hair and eyes shimmering in the darkness. Her white garments were insufficient to cloak her form, and the refreshing fragrance of jasmine was entirely out of place in the foul dungeon. She was secured with weighty shackles
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AFFAIR WITH MR ROLLAND

AFFAIR WITH MR ROLLAND

Jasmine sighed and sat on the couch near the table in the room, her eyes burned with tears again, and she blinked her eyes a couple of times to prevent her tears from falling. “Please don’t cry,” she told herself before sighing and raising her head. A few minutes later, Jasmine pat herself and wore the revealing dress before leaving the office. All eyes were on her as she walked out, the girl gaped at her because she looked incredibly sexy in the revealing cloth. It showed her boobs and only covered her nipples. It was a jumpsuit that only covered the front of her pussy and left the rest covered with a transparent net.
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The Vampire's Rejected Wolf

The Vampire's Rejected Wolf

~~ Jasmine had just come out of the washroom after taking a bath, she was naked and only a towel was wrapped around her wet body. She suddenly heard a whistle and turned around to see Niam standing against the door and was staring at her up and down with hungry, greedy eyes, filled with lust. Jasmine shivered and glared Niam as she said, “What the hell are you doing here get out!” she said as she kept her hands on her chest and shivered against his gaze. Niam licked his lips as he looked at Jasmine up and down, and when Jasmine saw the little tent in Niam’s pants, s
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French Rose

French Rose

COPYRIGHT 2020 A SHODIMU SOPHIA, DREAM_WRITER11 NOVEL. FRENCH ROSE. Written from Christina King’s point of view. Three. I could hear her footsteps getting louder as that second passed. It was a little slower than I expected considering she yelled my name thrice already. It was a struggle to pretend I was still asleep. I didn't know why but it just wasn't my thing. I would try my best and still get caught at the end of the day.
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The Day When the True Mafia Queen Was out of Prison

The Day When the True Mafia Queen Was out of Prison

The gravel crunched under my boots. The iron gates stood tall and locked, separating the Valentino estate from the street. Jasmine knelt on the wet pavement. She looked completely broken. She wore the same white silk robe from three days ago. The fabric was torn and stained with dark mud. Her perfect hair clung to her skull in greasy, wet strands. Her bare feet were bruised. She heard my footsteps and lifted her head. "Aria! Sis!" Jasmine cried. She scrambled forward, pressing her dirty hands against the thick iron bars. "Please! You have to help me!"
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Too Late, Mr. Vale

Too Late, Mr. Vale

As the golden drops hit the liquid, a rich, intoxicating scent bloomed into the air—vibrant, raw, and fiercely independent. This was my newest masterpiece for Vespera Botanique: Wild Jasmine. It wasn't a fragrance designed to allure a man or signal submission to high-society standards. It was a formula dedicated to liberation, to self-love, and to every woman who had ever picked up the broken pieces of her life and built a kingdom from the dust. The glass conservatory door clicked open softly, and small, familiar footsteps pattered against the marble floor. Amelie walked into the sunroom, wearing a simple white cotton dress, her dark hair tumbling over her sho
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Derena Marie
approximately how many chapters will this book be. I always worry about starting an unfinished book especially when the author has three ongoing and zero completed. I hate being skeptical but boy you can get burned on these books
Mira Livelle
Elara’s journey feels painfully realistic because sometimes people only recognize someone’s value after taking them for granted for too long. I like how her silence gradually becomes a form of strength instead of weakness, making her choices feel earned and meaningful.
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OMEGA

OMEGA

The quiet in Jace’s cabin felt suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket. My mind churned, replaying every word he had said, trying to make sense of the impossible. My breath was uneven, my pulse still racing from the weight of the truth. **Omega.**
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JASMINE

JASMINE

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The questions. It didn’t. The marks on my palm stayed. Door #2. Soon. I stared at those words until the water ran cold. Until the steam cleared and I saw myself in the mirror. Not the same Jasmine who went to sleep at midnight. Not the girl who used to laugh too loud or forget her charger or eat cereal at 2 a.m. This Jasmine looked… hollow. Like she was waiting for something that might not ever come back. —
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MY BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND WANTS ME BACK

MY BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND WANTS ME BACK

The pain of the cut in my palm morphing into sheer confusion. “You heard me. Jasmine is the new Director of Production of PHOMORA.”
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