The Beginning After The End Jasmine Novels & Stories

I explained. "No! You are trying to get rid of me" she yelled aggressively. "You have to trust me Jasmine. For this to work" I pleased reaching for her hands. "What do you want to know? Who I killed? Why I murdered him? Why it has to be me? It's fate" She wept. "Tell me" I insisted. She sat down calmly and heaved sadly. "I am an Omega" She said looking into my eyes, trying to get my reaction, "You are not mad?" She added.

“I know it sounds insane. But you’re running out of options.” Jasmine stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. “I’d rather die.” Sera’s face fell, but Jasmine was already walking away. “Jasmine.” Jasmine raised a single finger, silencing her with that one act. ******* The apartment was silent when Jasmine returned home, save for the distant hum of the city below. She didn’t bother turning on the lights. She walked straight to her bedroom, unzipping her dress halfway before— A sharp, searing pain exploded in her head.

Jasmine had good physical abilities, but despite being the women's sprinting champion at her university, her speed was insignificant for Savant Grandmasters like Raven. Within minutes, he cornered her on an overpass. Jasmine backed up against the railing. She glared at the lewd look in his eyes with disgust and warned, "Don't come any closer! I'm Jasmine Smith from Centropolis! If anything happens to me, my family will hunt you down to every corner of the planet." Raven smiled sinisterly and said, "Well, your family can do that, but dead people don't talk. Once you're both gone, who's going to stop us?"

June said proudly. Jasmine chuckled lightly, before turning to leave. "Thanks a lot... You really helped me back there." Jasmine said before plugging her air pods in her ears. She scrolled down her phone, searching for the perfect song to play, but none of them fit the mood. Finally, she sighed, and tapped the random button, and her favorite song started playing. Raising the volume to the top, she began walking to the beats and mouthing some of the lyrics. She walked out of the building, ignoring the receptionist mockery face.

"I'll be fine. You should hurry up and go. It's not nice to be late." Eventually, Zeke's car drove off. I submitted my paperwork and checked the date on my phone. After doing some calculations, I realized that I was leaving the country in five days. After I returned home, I began scrolling through social media. I came across a video of Howard Carter kissing his girlfriend passionately. After the happy couple had their moment, the crowd began to urge Zeke and Scarlett to do the same. "You have a wonderful woman beside you, Zeke. You should seize the opportunity when it presents itself to you," Howard told Zeke with a smile. He turned to look at Scarlett as he spoke.

After minutes of pleasuring me, Jason positioned his rod at my fold entrance and held my eyes for me to give him permission to go in. I mean… Could I say no? “Yes, please,” I whimpered. I didn't have to wait so long, as he eased himself fully into me. I moaned loudly and dug my fingers into the bedsheet for support. “Fuck,” he cursed under his breath and gritted his teeth. “Are you okay?” He didn't start moving yet and glanced at me with concern. I didn't respond. Instead, I raised my hips to meet his and began to move. He leaned into me and kissed the area below my neck. “Fuck the mate bond. You are mine, Jasmine.”

He was still standing there, like a silhouette in the distance, slowly fading into the fog. Some people were only meant to accompany you for a part of your journey, and our path together had long since come to an end. Now, being at peace and well was the best ending for us both. I turned forward, closed the car window, and looked ahead, my heart calm. The fog gradually lifted, sunlight spilling gently, and I knew this was the start of a new beginning.

Her cheeks were flushed with satisfaction, and dark red marks covered the soft skin above her chest. Even the black lace dress I had bought for our anniversary had been stained with a few suggestive spots of blood. The room was filled with loud, crude men. Whistles and teasing laughter echoed through the air. “Ms. Jones finally ended her single life tonight.” “So? Was Eric good enough to make your legs give out?” Their eyes shifted toward me, followed by another round of whispers. “Shane is pathetic. He spent years acting like a loyal dog around her, and he still did not get her first time.”

Jasmine noticed the look in her eyes and slightly cleared her throat as she took a sip of her water to help calm her raving nerves. 'How could she look so beautiful without even trying?' Liam kept wondering. He had totally forgotten about the delicious lobster roll that was before him and all he wanted to do was grab Jasmine and kiss her till she is breathless. He could almost see her begging him to stop as he kissed down her neck while caressing her breast. Her cries of pleasure run through his ear as he bit on her nipples through her dress, causing her to throw her head back and open her legs for him, allowing his hand to slip down and lift her dress up. Her soft moans urged him along in h

She decided that, although whatever existed between her and Jasper had begun as an arrangement born out of impulse and circumstance, she was still going to do her best to hold up her end of it. But regardless of her decision, the air between them was still a bit awkward after she ended her call with Maria. “Do you have any plans this night, Jasmine?” Jasper asked. Jasmine wasn’t dumb, she knew why he was asking and smiled, “None at all. And you Mr. D’Angelo? Do you have any plans?”