Jasmine V Angel Novels & Stories

She’s in that black trench coat again, with strappy high heels clacking against the floor, and again I’m struck by the insane impulse to peel her coat open and see what’s underneath. “Victor.” Jasmine spins around to face me once she reaches the center of the floor, and her gaze on me is defiant. Her dark hair is swept up into a high ponytail tonight, the soft tresses tumbling in a waterfall down her back, and it makes her eyes look even bigger, fringed with dark lashes. If she were any other woman, with any other surname, I’d think her gut-punchingly beautiful. “Let’s get this over with, shall we?” Jasmine stiffens when I tut, strolling toward her with my hands in my pockets. Was she always

His fangs hovered dangerously close to her neck, like a chef with a knife poised over a particularly juicy steak. “Now,” Angel hissed, “unless you want Jaja to become a human juice box, I suggest you tell me where Vivaldi is.” With my hands up in surrender, I spilled the truth like a clumsy waiter with a tray of drinks. “Okay, fine, you got me,” I admitted sheepishly. “I'm a vampire, alright? But trust me, pal, you really don't want to dine on Jaja .” Angel's fangs seemed to twitch with anticipation. “Oh, yeah?” he said. “Let's find out.”

Jet said loudly. Nervously, I scooted my chair closer to Jets. I felt his humor through the bond, but he felt his face passive. A guard opened the door and I’m not sure what I expected Angelina to look like, but this wasn’t it. She looked like she had too much plastic surgery and Botox. Her teased blonde hair was probably holding the whole can of hairspray. I doubt a muscle could move in her face, but her lips appeared just a little too big for her face. She was skinny with designer clothes. Most importantly, she was human. “Good evening! My name is Angelina Tucker.” She held out her hand for Jet and me. “You must be Alpha Jet and Luna Ivory.”

Jamari moves to get off of the counter, likely on her way to the Angel King. Shit! Why is the Angel here in the penthouse? Couldn’t the useless demon have at least kept him far away from Jamari! A frown flits across Jamari’s face causing her to pause in her movements. Before she can recollect herself and return to searching out the Angel, I wrap my arms around her waist, pull her in close, and slam my lips to hers. It doesn’t take long for Jamari to abandon the idea of leaving me and wrap her arms around my neck, pulling me in closer for a deeper kiss. Her tongue demands entrance into my mouth and plunges forward as soon as I grant it.

She said, looking at the ceiling, still confused why Xavier will hand his company over to her till he is back, He could not be trusting her so easily, "I trust you, you will be a very good assistant to Mr Knight, you are beautiful, compassionate, kind, honest, truthful and intelligent, you think he didn't watch you before he did what he asked you to do" Emily asked her, not waiting for her reply, "Now stand up, raise your ass and walk to the bathroom, I need you to make the world wow when they see you" Emily said, dragging Angelina to the bathroom.

“I already knew that. Besides you could never let me down. I’m still incredibly grateful that you have chosen to join me. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I leave her be while I finish dressing in my blue jeans and a black polo then grab my leather jacket. Looking across I see Angel is almost ready and she looks delicious. She has chosen tight skinny black jeans with small tears cut into the legs in strategic places, paired with black wedge boots. Her top is made from a flowing material that has a deep v cut out of it front and back but is still secure on her, again in black but with a red shimmer to it. She has retouched her makeup and added smokey eye shadow with black lipstick and t

era has one blue while the other is a mix of blue and brown. Anyway, the gown she wore worked wonders on her. Her long, black hair gives her a mysterious look. Isabell followed behind her. She wore her long, light brown hair down in combed out curls. She had on a vibrant red that look immaculate against her tan skin. It was a simple red gown with thick shoulder straps with a v-neck neckline that showed just enough cleavage. The dress came down, accentuated her curves and it flared out towards the bottom. It was giving Jessica rabbit, baby! Her makeup was light, but damn she does an eyeliner good. Her natural light brown eyes stands out like always. She wore red heels. Angel was next in line

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

He looked at red: "Kill her and her driver if they are not with the goods and get me a new assistant as soon as possible!. "Yes boss". The team went out just as the driver was packing the car. The blue Venza 2021 model was a bit scratched and the car side mirror was broken. A lady dropped down from the car, a light-skinned petite lady. Her eyes almost popped out of fear. She wore a blue jacket slightly faded, a white inner with a blue jean skirt, and blue heels to match her dressing. The driver dressed corporately, a black suit and a black shoe.

She responded. “Yeah my body goal and trust me, I will flaunt the hell outta it once it gets freaking perfect.” “I hat your back baby.” She responded, devoting another wings. The bitch. I saw walking up to us. “The pack doc…..” I whispered, calling Jade’s attention. “That bitch.” She broke the chicken bone, taking it as Angel’s “Seems You’ve been training day and night to defeat me, that’s a waste of your precious time right? Angel said, with an evil curl of her fingers.