The Beginning After The End Jasmine Novels & Stories

' Biting my tongue to stay conscious, I frantically searched the riverbed for the lost ring. Eventually, exhaustion took over. My body went numb. Someone pulled me out and threw a blanket over me. I barely had the strength to hold it up. Shivering, I dragged myself toward William. He was kissing Jennifer on the couch. It was a slow, lingering kiss filled with warmth and tenderness. Even the onlookers seemed moved by it. I sat there quietly. It felt like an eternity passed before they finally parted. With what little strength I had left, I held up the ring and whispered, "William, I did it."

“This is a sweet piece of equipment. Did we get internet yet?” “In a few days, I think,” Jasper replied as he returned to his microscope. Repositioning himself on his favorite stool, he added, “Bring me a sample of the last blood taken from me before I disappeared, will you? I want to compare it to my blood now.”

“Allow us.” ‘After this,’ I promised myself. After this opening. After the Ives confirmation and the investors and the numbers, I will deal with every single thing that happened this morning. Jasmine watched us for a second too long and then— “Fine.” Her voice came from above me. “Whatever. But you only have two hours. So, whatever you're doing, make it snappy.” Relief hit me so hard it almost hurt. And just like that, she turned and walked away, her heels striking the pavement. Unhurried, precise, moving as though she hadn't dismantled a man in front of his own event.

thank you I love it. She laughed too, "stop... I love you." "I love you too Jasmine..." "And for the final gift. The moment I have been waiting for since Thursday..." she said and before I could register what she meant.. I felt her soft lips on mine. I smiled in the kiss and pulled her neck deepening the kiss. This.. this was amazing.. Life for once was Good to me... ... THE END...

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “Depends on the morning,” she murmured. Theo chuckled softly, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her arm. Outside, sirens wailed somewhere distant the world still burning, still alive. And Jasmine thought, with a quiet certainty that made her chest ache This wasn’t the end of the fire. It was just the start of something steadier. Something real. Something that, against all odds, survived the smoke.

In that perfect moment, surrounded by the love of our friends and family, I knew that my past was truly behind me. From today onwards , it's the beginning of a new chapter – a chapter filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities. I looked into Salvatore's eyes, as he spoke, "I love you Emilia." "I love you too Salvatore." I replied and then we both kissed again. THE END

This time, I would be happier. A week later, I walked into the event hall with Anthony. The moment I stepped inside, however, I saw Cyrus. My feet were instantly frozen to the ground, unable to move. Anthony held my arm and pulled me forward, whispering into my ear, “If you don’t cast away the shadows of your past completely, they’ll just come back to haunt you later.” I turned and met his gaze. His eyes were firm and warm, giving me strength. I took a deep breath and squeezed his arm with a smile. “Do I look good like this? Can you tell I’ve started over with a fresh slate?”

she said as Tommy chuckled before leaving to approach the two toddlers. Jasmine watched as Tommy approached their daughter and nephew as he squatted in front of them, "I can't believe that he's back," she said as Tamara sighed, "So you guys are getting remarried?" She asked as Jasmine's smile widened, "Yes, we are," she replied as Tamara grinned, "I guess this your happy ending, huh, Queen?" She asked as Jasmine giggled before her eyes lit up at the sight of Lori embracing her father. "I guess it is, our happily ever after." THE END

Then, we would go on a livestream for people who liked our content before cooking dinner with Grandpa. That night, I planted the jasmine in the garden, right next to our bedroom window, so that I could wake up to its fragrance in the mornings. Jason watered the plant for me, then he wrapped his arm around my waist from behind. “Are you okay?” he asked. I leaned back against him and said, “I’m more than okay.” I meant it because I finally understood that some people were destined to stay in the past. They were meant to teach you a lesson and shape you into something new before making their exit.

And for the first time, Jasmine didn’t fear the future. She welcomed it. This time, she knew—her story wasn't ending. It was just the beginning. THE END....