Jasmine V Angel Novels & Stories

Jasmine. “This is my wife, Jasmine Monroe. The Angel I’ve been telling you about,” Edwin said, wrapping his arms possessively around my waist as he introduced me to Galvin. The surrounding air thickened instantly. I flinched from the shock of his gesture, not even his words. My gaze met Galvin’s, and he forced a smile and nodded, but his grip tightened around the wine glass, and I saw his left eye twitch. But before I could pull his hands off my waist, Cashmere spoke.

He realized she was his hope, a ray of light that drowned his misery and gloom and painted a fresh picture of the perfect sunset, making it shine as bright as her personality. Angela felt no less as she stared in Mason's steely eyes, she felt all her anger and frustration washing away. He was just like that. Leaving her defensless under the dangerous weapons of his charm. With just one look of his, she could melt away, like an ice cream in a desert. (Ok. That was weird 😂 ik but this is Angel we're talking about and she's weird) She felt like she would fall down right now by intensity of his eyes. Damn him, he always knew how to charm her. But right now, he was doing that without doing anyth

Layon shrugged, though the amused smirk on his face said differently. "Don't even try and deny the fact that woman is a conquest of yours!" Angel snarled at him, far more vicious than she'd expected herself to be. She stumbled to a halt, stunned by her own reaction. "What's the matter? Jealous?" he rumbled with laughter but before Angel could protest, he began to shake his head, "I've never been with Fuchsia but her sister Violet, well, let's just say they both took a shine to me."

,she shuttered, as if she is suffering and fighting with her inner demons, her eyes filled with tears and she is stopping them by blinking away, but still they are making their own way by trolling down from her eyes to her cheeks. "Angel", she sobbed loudly which she is holding for a while and gripped hem of my shirt tightly, making me to think what is the relation between her and that girl Angel. Pilot voice is filled around the room signalling us to seat in our respective seats and put our seatbelts because we are about to land in paris. We slowly went towards our seats and seated there, my eyes are glued on only person in front of me,jasmine. she is mumbling something, even though they ar

That rounded off to obsession, no? Well, I didn't care..She stood up for me .. " Jasmine?" Next to me, Angel gasped, too surprised to care about our surroundings. " Yara? I have always known that you were a star. Even Jasmine recognises your talent. She is an international designer, in a league of her own. Of course, she couldn't be fooled by Sally and her schemes. " Angel was busy being a fangirl but I was too excited to listen to her words. Our roles had been reversed. I was now the fangirl as I looked at my role model through the screen, my eyes were all dreamy, like she could see me but she couldn't.

That attitude makes boys falls faster for the girl doing so. That's the code jasmine use And I guess the code is working smoothly cause victor have now like her that he can use.her life to save hers. Jasmine later tells him to moved into her flat. Which victor accept Jasmine is his manager and he must not disobey but victor can disobey her order if she asked for what's she didn't supposed to ask It lovely they talked and play like married couple She will cook for him and he too will help her in some domestic works.

I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket. "Dude, I hate that word," Justin mumbles, and I scoff. Soon, we see Angel's walking figure. She is humming a song with her beautiful voice. Daniel jogs behind her with an evil smirk and pokes her side, making her yelp in surprise. "Are you fucking sick?" she asks in disbelief once she sees us. How did I not notice her at school? Angel is so beautiful with her black hair and hazel eyes. I'm going soft! "Why are you following me?" she snaps.

Angel as usual was busy typing on his phone, he was texting his clients i assumed. After a long wait, i felt a foot on mine before i could even say a word Bruce gave me a wink; giving me a signal to look behind and as i did, his phone tintinnabulated, he got to his feet and went to talk on phone. I couldn't believe what my eyes saw. It was Jasmine wearing a short redish dress which was covering part her knees, looking down her feet she had high hilled meloon shoe to match her hair. She looked more beautiful than i had seen her earlier.The dress was kinda tight that it showed her every curve. I stood up and gave her my hand to hold. Then i began complimenting her.

She tried closing her legs; however, turning her around, I made her lay on the table before pushing inside her again, my thrusts growing more aggressive as the table scratched her back. She extended her hands as she tried to push me back, her expression turning me on even more as I remembered how Angelina once was when she was younger. The woman didn’t even see it coming when I pushed inside or marked her as my own; however, I knew what I wanted, and as her mate and Alpha, I got it. “Please, it hurts” Jasmine said, her legs shaking as she tried pushing me back again. I growled in response and leaned over her body as I wrapped my hand around her neck.

I would use my Alpha tone if needed. She bared her neck and hurried to the bar. Jasmine shot me a glare. "Dante, what the fuck was that?" she hissed. "I'd prefer you not pressure my mate into drinking tonight," I retorted. "I wasn't-" "Please don't fight," Angel butted in softly, grabbing my hand underneath the table. "Just because you're her mate doesn't mean you own her. If she wants to drink, she can!" Jasmine's voice got louder.