Total Drama Jasmine Novels & Stories

“Is Jasmine here?” Jasmine was…it was a long story, but she grew up with Cat’s husband, Dario. Cat thinks of her as his daughter even though they aren’t related by blood or marriage. Yes, it’s complicated. “She’s back in New York,” Cat said. “She found a part-time job at a museum near the university.” “A museum?” Mama asked. “What’s her major?” “She has a double major,” Cat replied with pride. “She’s studying history, particularly the Renaissance, and archaeology.”

She always loved it when Ria acted like a mother to her. "Oh my God, Jass. Your wedding is tomorrow. You shouldn't have gone for this job." By job, Ria meant Jasmine's position as an undercover assassin. Jasmine had been an assassin for six years, even before she came to New York City looking for greener pastures, as she said.

“So you're telling me you already decided, concluded, and even found someone before you brought it to my notice?” “Now it sounds bad when you say it that way. Look Leon you don’t have to meet her today just relax and take care of yourself.” she said infuriating me further “See ya! Don’t worry I’d do that think you like when I’m back” she placed her hand on my manhood as she gave me a sexy look and walked away. As the weeks went by the only conversation I had with Isabella revolved around surrogacy. I got to find out Isabella was offering Jasmine 150,000 thousand and was instantly filled with displeasure.

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Jasmine’s POV Zea’s grin hit me before she did. She always knew what to say, and she was always impossible to ignore and impossible to argue with. She dropped her back on the kitchen chair with everything that she needed with her. She had sticky notes on my monitor. She scanned the room, her eyes lit with a particle. Kind of dangerous. That told me that she was too enthusiastic for something like this. “All right,” she said, clapping her hands once. “Tell me everything. I need you to tell me everything that I need to know about him, about Marc and how Tristan comes in the picture. I will then be able to actually make a story out of it.”

Adam said and she burst into another round of tears. This time, she was wailing even louder. "I have Preggie diesease!!... Liam's gonna hate me!" Jasmine lamented still crying. "I have Preggie diesease!!... Liam's gonna hate me!" Jasmine lamented still crying. She continued wailing,, sometimes, she even increased the tone of her voice. Right now, she's acting like a three year old kid who was deprived of it's milk. "Oh! Stop it Jasmine..! How can you be so dumb?" Adam said, getting tired of her dramas.

Getting up, Theo said, “ I would love to watch this drama, but I have a business meeting to attend to. “ He walked out, and I was too busy making a copy of the video to acknowledge him, and I emailed Soraya one too. Five minutes later, Erik came back in with the location: “You're driving,” I told him. I grabbed my jacket from the back of the chair and went down to the car. The drive there was unnecessarily long; it's not even noon, and traffic was already hell when we got to the shop, where Jasmine was spending money that I'll make sure she pays back, dime by dime. When my shadow falls over the women, Jasmine looks up. Her eyes light up instantly, a fake smile sliding into place as she steps

When Charlotte was done explaining, Jasmine’s lips curled upwards, a trace of amusement in her eyes. Placing her hand on Charlotte's shoulder, she said, “Girl. You did nothing wrong here. Scarlet's just being Scarlett – Dramatic as usual. Why is she so upset about the video? Because it contained her affair with Alaric and her betrayal to Ethan? She's such a drama queen.” “I feel really bad…” “Don't bother about it. You don't have to, okay? She's not worth it.” Jasmine cheered Charlotte, her words dripping with encouragement. Jade, my elder sister, called jasmine so she could take pictures of her.

The man was tall, his back large and sturdy, more athletic than Mark, who was rather thin and ordinary. His black suit made me... I stopped my steps, and my heart pumped a little stronger. "Shit," I muttered. It's him. He's... Dexter. Alessandra Morelli looked at me and then exclaimed excitedly as she approached me. "Jasmine. This is the one you've been waiting for." She said. "Tristan, meet her... she is Jasmine, your brother's future wife." Brother.. Mark's brother? I stared at the face of the man who turned around and looked at me straight and intensely.

Justin and Oliver, both thoroughly confused, looked to Lindsay for answers. Lindsay explained, "To put it simply, Jasmine was born because of Joey. This was all arranged from the start. So, right after Joey was born, Jasmine’s mother had a C-section to deliver her, timing it deliberately within the same hour."