Yu Gi-oh Gx Jasmine Novels & Stories

She has been favored by the moon goddess and greatest of all she has been blessed with the most beautiful and charming man I have set my eyes on. “Hi, Ivy” Jasmine’s voice drags me out of the subconscious. I giggle a snappy smile and offer my hand. “Hi Jasmine.” I say and place my hans on hers. They are quite soft though. Upon stern looking at Jasmine, I notice that apart from her fine looking blonde hair, she has a mole around her neck. She is quite busty as her breast pushing firmly on the black partial asymmetric half gown she is wearing.

Jasmine stared out of her bedroom window, her pale skin bathed in the soft, silver light of the moon. Axel's words played once more in her head, fanning those glowing embers of ambition inside of her. She had been keeping quiet for far too long, playing nice guys to Jayla and Jasmine, at each other's throats over Axel and everything else from girls' high school track to current weight. But now, the time was close.

My world went black. Waylon POV “Are you ready yet?” Jasmine’s annoying voice pierced my ears making me internally groan. I had to keep appearances up since she opened her big ass mouth. However, she might come useful as our plan starts to play out. “I might just kill her myself.” Axel mind-linked me. I was smiling at his comment went Jasmine came around the corner. She thought my smile was for her. “Looking good!” She tried to slip her arms around me but I was able to move quickly around her.

Lorensius immediately shot a glare when one of them looked at him. "I didn't gather you here to gossip or talk about your friends. Especially you, Leah!" Lorensius explained in a firm voice. No more sounds came out of their mouths. They were instantly silent after hearing Lorensius' anger. They were surprised when someone entered and amazed some of them. Because not everyone could meet him, and this time was their luck. * When Jasmine reached her mother's meal, she gave her mother a bouquet of flowers. Today Jasmine was feeling happy, so she brought daisies, which symbolized happiness in her life. For the first time, she felt happier than ever.

Roger hadn’t moved from his chair. Neither had Kade, though the scar across his knuckles bled where his nails had sunk into his palm. “I could have any of you,” Jasmine said, voice soft, seductive, deadly. She walked down the table—on the table—each step a declaration. Every eye followed the sway of her hips, every tongue wetting dry lips, caught between reverence and rage. “I could let you bury your scent in my neck, claim me with a bite... make me scream your name under the full moon.”

He should have realized that he had gone too far and couldn't continue to push the issue. "Get out of the way! I wasn't looking for you!" Jasmine glared at Gavin fiercely before yelling angrily. She had destroyed the gentle and graceful demeanor she had set up. Perhaps she had never been a gentle person. That was only one of her methods to trick the world. It was one of her countless images. "Then who are you looking for? Me? Sorry, Madam, I'm not interested in old women. I'm scared I would have a nightmare." Felix put his hands in his pockets and took a few steps forward like a rogue. After glancing at Jasmine meaningfully, he whistled.

Instead he placed his hand on mine, and smiled through clenched teeth. "Miss...." But Gia wasn't having any of that. The moment she was able to slide out of the meeting with those women, she snatched my hands away from Mr Warner and pulled me up. "Drunk Jasmine is so fun, she babbles lies, it seems." Gia said softly. She gave me the "If you say anything else, I would kill you" look while plucking the last wine glass at my side and throwing his contents away. On the expensive marble floor.

I could see his mischievous grin when his finger slipped under my panties. “AHEM!” I gasped in surprise, almost falling over if Xavier didn't hold my waist. We both turned our heads towards the door, where a girl with black braided hair stood with her hands on her waist. “Jasmine?!” Heat crept up my cheeks. Fortunately, the desk blocked our lower bodies. I climbed down, standing next to Xavier with flushed cheeks, but pretending to be calm. Jasmine shook her head. “Really, guys? Everyone out there is busy preparing for the event,” she grumbled, ”and Xavier, please don't put another baby in my Mama's womb. The last two are really a pain in my ass and they're just turning seven!”

She said and was elbowed playfully by Guila. “My pleasure to meet you too, Jasmine.” Jasmine had similar facial features with Richard, she was as if Richard was reincarnated as a woman, with their similar dark hair and Roman noses except Richard had olive green eyes while she had gray eyes. She probably got it from her maternal side. “So how did you and Richard meet, and how long have you both been together for him to tie the knot?” Jasmine began bombarding as soon as I sat down. “Jasmine!” Giulia hissed and she gave me an excited smile, she apologized for the questions, her reason was that she was too excited and curious.

Jasmine quickly led the mystery girl—who had finally returned to her senses—over to the couch and made her sit. Jasmine’s drunkenness had taken a backseat it seemed. She appeared intrigued and amused. Something Zayden could only roll his eyes at. “I bet you thought I was some crazy voodoo lady about to sacrifice you to some deity,” Jasmine chuckled with humour in her voice, reaching for her purse and returning with a green stone in her hand. “Won’t you?” that was what the mystery girl asked, a frown tugged at the corner of her full lips.