The Beginning After The End Jasmine Novels & Stories

"You asked her to deal with me?" I did not dignify that question with an answer. Lauren only smiled. "I don't mind. As long as you're happy, you can do anything to me." Wow, she was a masochist? Never knew that. "Just look ahead, Lauren. We're done. There's no going back." That put a bitter smile on her face. She gave me a small nod and walked away. After that, she never bothered me again. Thanks to the lady's Spartan education, my partner and I moved out of the building and started our own company. We celebrated in her shop and filled the air not with cream, but the smell of barbecue.

Jasmine looked across the river at the broken, human form of the husband she had used and the newly awakened Princess who had destroyed her layout, her lips curling into a cold, triumphant smile. ​"The ledger is closed, Damon," Jasmine shouted through the steam, her finger resting on the primary broadcast switch of the transmitter. "The new layout belongs to the south now. You are both nothing but dead ink." ​Elara raised her left hand, preparing to unleash a final, crescent wave of white kinetic plasma to obliterate the transmitter, but her energy flickered. ​A sudden, sharp spike of freezing iron pressure shot straight through her ankle from the dark of the sulfur-water below.

Think of your precious Rem Rem. Jasmine glared at Midnight one last time before looking down at the wolf and her expression finally softened. A sigh of relief left Ryder's heart as she saw that the situation had finally calmed down. After she made sure that Jasmine wouldn't go berserk again, Ryder turned her eyes at Midnight and guilt filled her eyes.

Maybe just a wash and trim," she decided, as she passed the mimosa to her friend. She was still off alcohol—for reasons still unclear to all of them—and there's no need to let a free drink go to waste. Cassandra was horrified by the idea of a simple wash and trim, but she took the drink and gulped it down in one go. Eden stared at her open-mouthed; it wasn't even 9:30 AM. "What?" Cassandra shrugged, reading the look of horror in her eyes for what it is. "It's 8:00 PM somewhere." "Right," Eden nodded, laughing at her reasoning; it's not surprising she and Lydia got along so well. They were two peas in a pod.

Jasmine got home and rushed out of her car, almost blinded my the tears pouring out of her eyes. She wondered if she would ever be able to get over this. Would she ever get over Collins and the loss of her child? Maybe the pain would never go away, because every time she started to feel like she was getting better, something just happened and then she was back to square one.

I tilt my head to the side, taking in every inch of her, every blemish on her face, the beauty mark on her right cheek, the different shades of her hair, from the light brown to the chocolate brown tone Her dark orbs meet mine and as soon as they do she averts her gaze back to her empty glass of wine. "So Damon, what position will Jasmine be working as? " Tom's voice brought me out of my daze but I didn't let it show. "Personal assistant, I've been needing one for quite a while now" I swirl the red liquor in my glass before downing it in one go, allowing the burning liquid slide down my dry throat. I watch from the corner of my eye as Jasmine's dove eyes state at me, her gaze drops and her c

Liam shook his head,, "It irks me" "That's weird... I never knew. Maybe Stella thinks this is the best way to start up a bright morning." Jasmine said. Liam scoffed and grimaced. "On a good thought..."Jasmine said picking up a cup of coffee... "I need just this to spice up my day" She said gulping down the entire coffee. "Yuck!" Liam muttered. "That was delicious!" Jasmine said picking her lips. "I'll go take a bath..." She said and stood up. She walked to her closet and picked out some clothes.

I hadn't been paying attention to what they were talking about—I was too busy trying to spot Jasmine who I hadn't seen much of all day. "What is going on?" They all looked at me when I finally spoke. Jasmine stood further down the hallway with Evan—the two of them holding hands and smiling and laughing. "I guess—she decided." "Decided what?" My head snapped towards Jade who I now looked at intently. There was something to decide? Bea rolled her eyes dramatically. "Decided whether or not she was going to break up with him. Clearly, she decided against it." I blinked. Jasmine had... the time to figure out whether or not she wanted to stay with a prick like Evan and she's choosing to stay with

Jasmine said and moments after that she found herself on top of the rock. “Jordan!!!! Jordan!!!” Jasmine screamed on top of her voice as she saw the dragon burn him into ashes.

That ass dropped me! Out of instinct, I flare my wings out to try and slow my descent. Not really trusting my wings, I called my armor and was wrapped in it instantly. I hit the ground hard, not as hard as I would’ve if my wings didn’t slow me down. They felt useless. These were just decoration at this point then they were helpful. Michael landed perfectly graceful next to me. If looks could kill my archangel would be dead! He nodded his head towards the bathing pools. Vanity my name is Jassmyine. I was too distracted to punish Michael. Oh, but he was going to pay. I made a mental note to punish him later. I was eager to see myself, what other things have changed about my appearance since my