Jazmine Boondocks Novels & Stories

The girl sighed helplessly, resting her head against the window frame blankly gazing in no particular direction as the cold air brushed against her tender face. Noticing the tiredness in her silent reply, Jesse no longer brought up the bitterness of the past couple of day, instead he reached forward turning on the cassette player, intentionally selecting ‘Cyndi Lauper’s Girls just want to have fun’, lip-syncing in a comical way, hoping to brighten up her dull mood. “Oh god, I can’t believe you actually have this on tape.” Marcel couldn’t help criticizing in a laughable manner; yet soon found herself singing along in a loud and cheerful bliss to one upbeat song after another, not realizing w

“This is not a negotiation Shane, I am giving you a choice: to save yourself… and your sisters, or to be wiped from existence entirely, I’ll have them raped to death… how old is the youngest again? She looks barely fourteen.” “My sisters?” I echoed, my brows furrowed in confusion. “They have nothing to do with this!” Cassian’s smirk seemed to grow even colder. “Unfortunately, they do. You see they were taken by my men, as soon as you were dragged from the pack square.” My world seemed to tilt. “What?” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. “Nina, the one you saved, tried to resist arrest while the youngest cried, Abigail, isn’t it?”

That phone call yesterday—the one that set everything in motion—was her, complaining to Ricky. To save her from embarrassment, Ricky bought her a five-million-dollar diamond at an auction that same day. Not long after, she posted a flawless picture on Instagram, showing off the jewel. The caption read: [The man who loves me always spends like a king for me.] Ricky liked the post. His public show of support flipped public opinion overnight. The audience rallied behind Lindsay, painting her as the poor Cinderella caught in a web of power and wealth. And me? I was cast as the cruel villainess in her fairy tale.

"Soul-Shatter Weed, Bond-Breaker Dew, Reaper's Kiss... She was researching how to destroy the soul bond between fated mates." "What else?" "She... she also bought a lot of material on how to make a werewolf fall ill without a trace," he flipped to another page. "Including the Compendium of Soul Curses and the Manual of Chronic Poisoning." Every word was a dagger in my heart. This venomous woman had been planning murder since she was a child. And I had treated her like an innocent little sister. "What did she buy recently?" Derrick hesitated, then flipped to the last few pages.

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

She could not believe that Selene didn't afraid on the height even it made her to feel dizzy. "Let's go! I think I'm the one who nneeds clinic.." Jenny whispered and Maine locked her arm on the arm of Jenny and they walked away from the edge of the rooftop.

“I brought gauze. I assume you have the names.” The square laughed with the relief of competence. The doctor set down a case on Minta’s table. Inside: bandages, needles, letters from mothers whose sons had come to him shaking and whose husbands had gone to him quiet. He laid the letters out with the little shocked care one gives dead birds.

she whispered. He didn’t know why she was crying, but he let her pour out her emotions. After a while, she lifted her head and looked at him. "I was Edward’s mate. I broke our bond. You stood up for me in court. You were the one who gave me a pardon from being sentenced to serve him." His eyes went wide in shock. His lips trembled. "You!" he gasped. He blinked as the memories from that time came rushing back. Yes, Edward’s ex-mate had been named Lucille Jones.

Knowledge sector Darkness Nation Jazimine woke up in the morning so excited she literally jumped out of bed and started getting ready to leave the house her bags had been packed since last night. Jazimine was typically called Jazzy for short by everbody who knew her she was very interestingly the oppisite of her bother though her brother was more into extreme sports he was usually the pessimistic,calculating type with a very miled maner to him where as Jazzy was more into her studdies and schooling yet she was very carefree and optimisitc with an upbeat aura to her. She had a slimer build with some muscle to her yet had slightly tanner skin than her brother she had the same brown eyes yet ha

I mean I expected failure! I couldn’t read nor concentrate for the exams… Everything was not the way I expected. I was trying to be myself… The Anabella Andrews I was before. I want to be that innovative girl that motivated others. With my Sleeping Beauty pyjamas, I decide to go out on a stroll, to forget about my past and plan better for the future. I walked for some minutes and wanted to cross back home. “Zooom! Whaam!” Suddely, I striped and fell as my head crashes hard on the floor.