Novel & Cerita Jasmine Stories

“So, what’s it going to be? One night of freedom, or do I start feeling ‘talkative’ at breakfast tomorrow?” "Fine," Rissa snapped, her voice trembling with the weight of the surrender. She hated how easily he could corner her, how he turned her own life into a bargaining chip. "But I am not going to act like I belong to you, Ronan. You will treat me like your brother’s wife. I am Mrs. Vane and nothing more." Ronan didn't even blink at her demand. He just leaned back, his eyes dark and unreadable, watching the way her chest heaved with every angry breath.

Jasmine said, looking down to make herself look troubled. Both of them were very good at acting and pretending. The best she could do was help them continue in the scene. Play her own part. But Flora was anxious. Jasmine worried her. If it weren’t for the woman, she would have received her award last night and by morning, she would have been a famous person. Instead, all she had gotten was embarrassment. Now she was famous alright. And the newspapers were full of photos of her. Photos of her fainting! With the papers saying all kinds of vile things about her, hinting at plagiarism.

She asks as she turns around sharply. “Then tell Leo to beat his ass.” I shrug and laugh. A lot of people didn’t know this but Jasmine was a hopeless romantic in the best and worst sense. She loved fully and deeply. And she almost had her fairytale once. She had dated a man named Ricardo for three years and they were even engaged. She believed this was her happily ever after until she caught him with his pants around his ankles, legs straddled around his waist and arms wrapped around one of her models at her fashion show. It devastated her. She moved out of the house she bought for them and moved back into this very house where she locked herself up for a whole year - crying and eating enoug

Every rogue had a sad story as to why they were not part of a pack and it was Zane's duty as an alpha, to make sure that each and every rogue that passed his territory is given a fair trial, before judgment is made. There was only a few rogues out there, who lived the life of terrorizing packs. And they were easily dealt with and the threat eliminated. Leaving his mate in their room to get ready, he made his way downstairs to check on preparations for the ceremony. Finally...Jasmine thought as she quickly locked the bedroom door, making her way to the dresser, opening the top drawer and extracting a small rectangular box, smiling to herself. Her body tingling with excitement, remembering how

“If you do not trust me how can I prove my love for you?” “I will tell you how to prove your love to me. Fucking stay away from Jasmine. I don’t know how you are going to do it but just stay away from her.” “Come on, there would be no need for that,” I said. “I already told you nothing is going on between the two of us. Jasmine is my brother’s mistress, there is no way I can avoid her even if I wanted to.” Ariel scoffed again and shook her head. “Your brother has three other mistresses Dante, and you are not all over them the way you are with Jasmine. Besides you have been all over Jasmine even before she became Adonai’s mistress.” She pointed out.

For two days, I had barely slept. It started the morning after I delivered the medicine. A maid burst into the servants’ quarters, breathless. “His Majesty is asking for the girl who brought him the concoction last night.” Every head turned to me. My stomach plummeted. “What did you do?” Simone whispered, eyes wide. “I did nothing,” I hissed, panic rising. “I only handed him the vial and left.” But the others were already nodding, convinced I had offended him somehow. “You’d better go. You don’t want to keep the king waiting.”

Zara didn’t make it far, just a few steps away from where she had stood with Hudson when she found Jasmine, leaning against a statue staring at her with an unreadable expression on her face. “You know you shouldn’t be doing that,” she said. Zara turned, schooling her expression, “Shouldn’t be doing what?” she asked, keeping her tone soft, her eyes staring at the woman who was just as horrible as the people in her life. “Our men, they are possessive lovers, they would spend no time to kill any man if they think you are…” “What are you talking about?” she hissed, her heart hammering in her chest. Jasmine smirked, “I am talking about Hudson, the man that you were just talking to… You know when

He looked at but did not see Jasmine’s lemon tree. Jayems froze. “You don’t think she would betray you?” he asked in amazement. “She’s not the kind of woman to take her promises lightly, and despite the ugly rumors, I don’t believe she’d dishonor you.” Thanks to spies, they’d had some intelligence on Yesande’s doings at the Citadel, none of it encouraging. They knew Jasmine had been drugged with aphrodisiacs, knew about Yesande’s experiments. “It’s not that,” Keilor said, but his words were half-hearted.

Jasmine Pov: Jasmine is watching outside the office from the window standing there silently, placing both the hands on the rails, thinking how the busy streets of New York, making Jasmine to believe time doesn't stop for any reason, there are the people who have happiness on their faces, some are tensed, some are in hurry, some are peacefully laughing walking on the sidewalks of the road, making her think when she had beautiful smile on her face like them, it's before knowing the truth of her love life she thought, it's the time when she lost everything in her life, she wanted to cry her heart out for the loss she have, but from that day they never come from her eyes, it made her numb for te

Jane was still dribbling the ball. It was much harder to ignore someone at close range, but Jane tried. She pretended she was bouncing the basketball for her science experiment. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Scientists were able to concentrate on their work despite all kinds of rude distractions. Like Pierre and Marie Curie. Jane was sure they had concentrated on discovering radium even when others were teasing them about liking each other. "Roses are red, violets are blue," Jonas chanted. "Lucy is green. And she loves you."