Jasmine Novels & Stories

She had not known that the woman had created a perfume that smelled bad as time went by. Jasmine sneered, undeterred by the way Flora was looking at her. True, she had told Maria to add a few notes to the perfume that made it have a fishy smell. She had no problems denying that. She knew Flora was one given to theatrics. And for that reason, she had expected her to put on the Jamie perfume before coming to the Competition. And so, she had calculated it and expected the bitter notes to dominate around the time it came.

That would make sense if she were part of some satanic ceremony. Suddenly she can feel the shape of the dried blood on her forehead and just knows that it, too, is a pentagram. It is no longer a nice sensation and she wants to scream again, sure that her lungs are now capable of bringing the whole building down. But now she is unable to move a muscle, let alone scream. She finds that she can’t even blink, although her eyes are drying up and stinging quite badly. There is a sudden loud electrical crackle. Sparks of electricity come from the points of the pentagram around her. And then Isabelle knows no more.

Despite the oddity, something deep down told her that she would have died in her sleep if the woman wanted to kill her. “Don’t worry. Focus on getting better. There would be plenty of time to do that.” Ejima rubbed her nose again as she watched the woman. She was picking the content in her mortar into a small leaf, and the fishy smell gave Ejima a bad breath. “What is that thing?”

she asked. I closed the door and walked over to have a seat. Instead of sitting beside me this time, Bastet sat in my lap and lay down. I placed my hand on him and stroked his soft fur while I spoke to Amarantha. “The nominations for my replacement ranged from Sandy, River and Libitina,” I told her. “Who nominated Libitina?” she asked in curiosity. “Oberon,” I told her with raised eyebrows. “Well, that’s bias of him,” she snorted.

And it is beautiful, furnished and decorated to suit the intimacy of the room. And sitting on the plush couch on the other side of the room, was Jasper. And a woman. She is beautiful. Stunning. She is the woman form of Jasper; the perfect specimen. Her hair is long and dark, curling down in subtle waves across her chest, and to her waist. The unfamiliar woman bites her red lips, staring at Jasper with dark, sultry eyes. From what I can see, she leans suggestively on the couch, facing the Alpha of Devotion, who also looks like he is resting casually. They are deep in conversation, and now in this position, I can hear them perfectly.

by stressing little bird more to make Xavier think we are pretty close. "Hai Mr.Thompson,I am jasmine Warner", I gave him firm hand shake so that he can think me as a strong person, with a smile on my face and I am sure in maintaining blank look through my eyes,so he can never recognize me. But I know we both are aware of sudden sparks between us while we are having handshake.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

That faithful moment that changed her and her sister’s life forever. Rie dried her face using the towel hanging on her shoulder and then walked out of the bathroom. She weakly sat down on the bed. She no longer knew what was happening. Rie was still drinking tea made of flax seeds every night. Flax seed was one of the major ingredients for a sleeping potion.

"Two colors are well suited for you, Lady Seraphina. A red dress is good during the day. And a black one during the night to emphasize the beauty of your body." My lips curve into a smile. I loved the idea. "Very well, young lady. Tell me your name?" "Jasmine," she responded, bowing her head. "Alright, Jasmine. I like how different you are from the rest. From now on, you'll be the head of these fools." Jasmine was happy to hear it. I tapped her shoulders. "Alright, I don't need any of you. Leave." The omegas showed respect, bowed to me, and left. Jasmine was the las

How strange. "Is it too soft for me?" asked Lorensius again. "Yeah, it doesn't suit you, so just give it to me!" Jessica said casually. Lorensius was silent, a few seconds later, he smiled meaningfully. "You can wear it!" cried Lorensius still with his strange smile. "That perfume?" "No, but a name!" "Name?" Jessica asked confused. "Use the name, Jasmine!" Jasmine, a pretty beautiful name according to Jessica. "Alright, from now on call me Jasmine!" Jessica said casually.