Novel & Cerita Jasmine Stories

Hawthorne pushed Jasmine away from the fence and said firmly, "There is no room for your escape." Jasmine resisted the rescue, her thoughts were jumbled and the desire to escape guided her steps. Determinedly, she tried to climb again for the sake of freedom, unaware that Mr. Hawthorne was ready to take drastic measures. With a sudden movement, Jasmine's body was lifted and thrown into the swimming pool. The sound of the water broke the silence of the night, marking the end of Jasmine's desperate attempt to jump off the tall building.

“What do you think you've done?” At Yasmine's stunned reply, the woman went on, “Seducing our husbands with your wanton body and inappropriate attires.” “I actually saw Jared masturbating to a picture of her on his phone yesterday,” said another woman, shaking her head. “I wonder where he got it from.” “No doubt the whore must have sent it to him.” replied the previous woman before reaching it and squeezing Yasmine's nipples through her clothes. “Ahhh,” the girl screamed in pain. “You'll be screaming more than that when we're through with you. Grab her, ladies.”

Jasmine pushed the tears of insult welling up in her eyes at the back and halted across from Lucy with a cleaning towel she had picked up from the kitchen. Jasmine had been observing the promiscuous woman for a while from the door of the kitchen. Lucy was not only humiliating her by sharing her story with her friends, but also making her work for her like she was the maid of the house, not the lady of the house. 'Vince Garrison, I'm noting down every insult, every spiteful remark, every tear falling from my eyes because of you and your whóre. I will make you pay accordingly. Just let me get my mobility back... Then I'll show you what it means to use someone's weakness against them to control

It had been most likely out of the fear that, as Chloe had found her mate; she was totally going to abandon him. “How are we sure you didn't have a hand in my daughter's death? You were probably jealous that she was the Alpha's mate.” My mother accused, sobbing loudly. That wasn't true. Yes, I had been jealous, but never for once had I thought of harming her. “As for Jasmine, the pack suspects her of intentionally delivering her into the hands of her killer for her to be killed out of jealousy, and her punishment is—” Jason's eyes surveyed the crowd. “Jasmine is hereby sentenced to be a slave to the pack for the rest of her life.” He pronounced coldly.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

“Jer… we shouldn’t.” But even as she said it, she leaned in. Their lips met softly at first—hesitant, testing. Then hunger took over. Jeremiah cupped her face with both hands, deepening the kiss with a groan that vibrated through her chest. Marilyn melted into him, her fingers threading through his thick hair, pulling him closer. The taste of whiskey and desire mingled on their tongues as the kiss grew urgent, passionate. His mouth was hot, demanding yet tender, exploring her with a familiarity that felt brand new.

At the journalist whose phones had not left their hands all morning. “What do I need to do?” I asked through clenched teeth, the words dragging out of me against my will as I flung my charms through the window. Jasmine unfolded her arms, her gaze locking onto mine with a calm that felt suffocating. “I might consider letting you stay—” she said slowly. Let the words sink in. Hope flickered alive at her words— “—if you kneel,” she continued, her lips curving, “and do an act of worship to me.”

This is happiness! The end:) Author Note Jasmine completes medical school and later becomes a certified gynecologist who helps women who find it difficult to conceive through In Vitro Fertilization. And becomes the best regional doctor. Linda ends up with Liam, and she becomes a famous actress. The love between Jasmine and Keith stood the test of time. Jasmine proved to the world that she could actually achieve something unlike her past self and showed women must not always be in the shadow of men. This story is about finding yourself and fighting every obstacle to be who you want to be. It also teaches that you reap what you sow, as in the case of Carl and Lucia.

Jasmine cleared her throat and began to say. "I really didn't mean to react that way or appear ungrateful, it's just that seeing those dresses reminded me of something." Jasmine said. "Something or someone?" Bryan decided to take the risk and pry a little bit. "Someone," Jasmine answered surprisingly. "Oh, a relative?" Bryan asked. "No, my ex boyfriend." Jasmine lied, she didn't want him to know she was once married. Besides she would have no way of explaining to him that it was just a contract marriage.

"No! I didn't!" Jasmine screamed. She had only… Added some aphrodisiac to Alain's glass of water. And added some knockout drugs to Eden's glass of water. "No?" Alain stood up and slowly walked toward Jasmine, peering down at her. "We've already analyzed the presence of toxins in the water you poured for us. Do you want to read the test report?" Jasmine looked at Alain in shock. "Impossible. I only added some aphrodisiacs and sedatives to the drinks. They're not poisonous."