The Beginning After The End Jasmine Novels & Stories

Mercy replied. Jasmine turned to Aurelian. “Take care of her.” “I will,” he promised, and Jasmine believed him without a single doubt. She turned and began to walk. She didn't move slowly or hesitantly; she walked with purpose. She did not look back, and she did not stop. With every step toward the gate, she left behind the bitterness, the longing, and the illusions of her old life. What remained was a pure, terrifying, and beautiful freedom. As she disappeared into the crowd, a new chapter began—one that was quiet, but entirely her own.

Jasmine looked down… smiled faintly… and then whispered, almost too low to hear— “…and they would never be the same.” Then she walked back into the shadows of the house, barefoot, blood-slicked, and already disappearing into the next war she would start with nothing more than a glance.

"Smooth!" I laughed with her. "Yeah, I know. Let's get this over with. I don't want either of these beautiful begins to suffer any more than they already have!" Jasmine quickly agreed. She then spread her hands out over Natalie, palms facing down. She began to whisper some words I did not recognize. I knew better than to interrupt, so I patiently waited for something to happen. Jasmine then opened her eyes and saw that they had turned white!

Naomi and Wayne stood at the center, each holding a child, looking every bit the picture of a perfect family of four. I stood silently in the crowd, watching that scene. Taking a bite of matcha cake, the sweetness on my tongue turned bitter. Without sparing them another glance, I walked out of the hotel. Sliding into the car Wayne had once given me with matching license plates, the cold voice of the system filled my head, and dizziness overtook me. "Host, your departure time has arrived. Countdown: three, two, one…" I closed my eyes. From that moment on, Arden Sharpe no longer existed in this world.

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

At jasmine eyes It start making some strange sound like a cricket Jasmine : come on The thing raise his hand up in the sky and makes the noise again Jasmine : don't worry you will get back The thing makes a sad sound Jasmine sees this Jasmine : come on you will be alright Jasmine raise her hand at it and immediately their hands touch each other A miracle happens Jasmine head start shaking She falls down and start shaking She rememberrrrrrrrrr everything ....... IN HER MEMORY.... . . .dad: jasmi when will you stop this . . .jasmine : till am married you will always wake up to see me by your side (i said with a big grin)

I reached back and touched the spot, and the pieces of last night started coming back in fragments. “What the hell did I do?” I turned to face the mirror. A tattoo. JASMINE pov “What am I doing?” I asked my reflection. I’d spent most of last night turning over in bed, restless for a reason I didn’t want to admit. It was the first night since Oli died that I hadn’t thought about him before falling asleep. Instead, all I could think about was a pair of gray eyes that had bolted out of a meeting and never come back.

Next, some liquid splashed down, and her bones shattered, then slowly dissolved into a puddle of water. The water evaporated under intense heat, leaving behind nothing but an empty and spotless surface. The video stopped. On the darkened screen, Jason saw his own bloodshot eyes staring back. “She... really left me with nothing...” His voice was a broken mix of laughter and tears. He sounded deranged, as though he had lost his mind. Eric, who was standing nearby, could not bear it anymore and stepped forward. “Mr. Fender...” The man with glasses spoke softly. “Our deepest condolences.”

“I’ll come back before sunset.” A horrible feeling settles heavily in my chest. “Alex…” “I love you, Jasmine.” My wolf purrs softly. “I love you too.” He kisses my forehead one last time before jogging toward the forest. And that was the last time I ever saw him alive. END FLASHBACK MAVERICK POV Jasmine gasps beside me like she can’t breathe. Tears stream silently down her face while her body trembles violently. Jax whines painfully inside me. “She blames herself.” Without hesitation, I steady her shaking body before she collapses completely.

Jasmine rested her head against his chest, still hearing the gunshot in her mind. “You’re safe,” he whispered. “I’m trying to believe that,” she whispered back. After the dance, she excused herself to get a drink. Her legs finally felt strong again… until she reached the bar. Because Liana was there. Beautiful, bitter, and already halfway drunk. Liana smirked when she saw her. “Well, look at you. Mrs. Billionaire.” Jasmine ignored her and asked the bartender for water. But Liana wasn’t finished. “You must be feeling like heaven right now,” she slurred.