Yu Gi-oh Gx Jasmine Novels & Stories

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.

Aires, I have been drawn to him from the moment I set my eyes on him, it was as if our souls were connected, no matter how hard I tried to fight the feelings it just wouldn't go away, my feelings for Kyle paled when compared to Aires, but deep down,I know he wouldn't like to have anything to do with someone like me, I stared at myself, I wished I am more curvy and girly in all the right places, "a penny for your thoughts" someone said beside me and I was startled out of my reverie, I turned to see a young lady, I had never seen before, I am sure I have not set my eyes on her because if I did, there's no way I would have forgotten her, she's a beauty, her chestnut hair fits her hazel colored

“No matter what it takes, I’ll keep searching until I find her.” Gab leaned forward and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “We’ll figure this out together, okay? You’re not alone in this. We won’t stop until we find the truth.” I looked at him and nodded slowly. I opened my mouth to say something else, but a sudden voice stopped me. “I knew it!” Both Gab and I jumped, spinning around toward the doorway. Jasmine was standing there, chest heaving as if she had run all the way up the stairs. Her eyes were wide with excitement.

Jasmine slowly raised her head, her eyes meeting Grace's unwavering stare. "You know he shouldn't!" Grace erupted, her voice booming with a mix of anger and disbelief. Jasmine, feeling the weight of her failure, could only nod in agreement, lowering her head once again in a silent admission of the dire situation. Jasmine's voice quivered with apprehension as she responded to Grace's inquiry, her words laced with a mixture of regret and frustration. "Yes... I am trying, but Giovanni... he found out that I've been assisting my father with his company projects, which overlap with Giovanni's ventures," she explained, her voice tinged with anxiety.

"Mrs. Olivares!" Jasmine heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Alexis! "Hi, Mr..." "Alexis Galvez, Missus," Alexis introduced himself. "Oh, yes, Mr. Olivares," Jasmine nodded her head, " Errmm... Could you show me where I could make a coffee for your boss' guest?" she asked politely. She saw how Alexis froze upon hearing her. "She requested a coffee, and there was no one who could do it," she reasoned. "Oh, I'm sorry, Missus, I should be the one assisting Mr. Olivares," Alexis apologized as he took the cup from Jasmine, "I will let my assistant do this job, Missus," he said.

“I'm sure I'm in the right place, Miss Jasmine.” She added firmly, “Right next to Dexter.” Jasmine tensed. “What? No, you—” “You're the one who's misplaced yourself,” Narsha interrupted calmly. "You conspired with Gaby, the biggest criminal in this area, and you still dare to dream of becoming Luna? That's not courage, Jasmine. That's stupidity. And if you keep pushing yourself, you'll only drag Dexter's good name into the mud. He won't let that happen.“ ”Wait! I said I'm not conspiring with her!“ protested Jasmine, her voice beginning to tremble.

Justine suggested, as she stared at her with a soft expression, that hinted at gentle compulsion. “She mentioned it too. But she shouldn't do that. I am really fine now,” Jasmine faked a smile as she clicked her tongue dismissively and tried to put herself another glass. However, Justine took the glass from her hand and helped her to feel it with water instead, knowing that she might get drunk and break down even more. “Here. Have this instead,” she passed it to her. Chugging the water down her throat like it was wine, Jasmine suddenly remembered something as she raised her left index finger in the air, “Oh, and it is crazy how we both don’t like oysters,” she hiccuped.

Number 10 from OLX asked me and one girl screamed, "you idiot Jasmine will kill you there.. that's her girl.." "Shut upppppp.." the girl next to me said and I laughed, "idiot.. listen to your friend.." "So it's for real..? Jasmine is tapping you?" "She is.. now disappear..." a voice behind me said and I turned to Jas herself. She opened her arms and I went in for a hug, "heeeeey my superstar.." I laughed, "you are not going to give up on this are you..." She kissed my neck and pulled away to look at me, "I have all the time in the world..."

Jasmine said and Minx understood that it was the compass that was put in Gordon’s chest and now that he’ve found Jasmine, she can now also know his location. “Okay then lets go to my room” Minx said and Jasmine followed behind her, they both walked hand in hand from Jasmine’s room to Minx’s room and Minx opened the door and she saw Gabriel stand in front of Gordon the both of them talking about something inaudibly. “Papa!!!” Jasmine said as she ran towards Gordon who was swift to catch her and carry her up. “My baby, are you okay now?” Gordon asked her looking at her face. “I'm sorry for giving you a hard time Papa, i’ll not do it again” Jasmine said looking apologetic and Gordons heart was

I retaliated with a swift turn, hitting her chest with enough force to make her stumble back slightly. Without giving her time to recover, I pressed forward. We traded blows, me deflecting her claws and her dodging my kicks. The air around us whirled with the force of our strikes. Jasmine attacked from the left, her claws lunging at me. I blocked with my elbow, then spun quickly, landing a solid kick to her ribs. She staggered but recovered quickly, turning back to me with a fierce glare. It was clear now—this fight wasn’t ending anytime soon. Jasmine was obsessed with taking me down, her desire for Easton blinding her to the futility of her actions. She would do anything, right or wrong, to