Jasmin Turner Novels & Stories

She rested her back on the chair she sat on and stared into space. "Should I bring you a cup of cold juice, Madam?" Her maid asked with her head bowed fully. "Yes, please," She answered. The maid turned and hurried to the kitchen. Madam Scarlett raised her right hand to support her jaw. She appeared disturbed. ... Martin caught a small purse and a phone resting on the passenger's seat when he turned to drop his phone on it. He looked closely and realized that they belonged to Caitlyn. He picked up the purse and opened it. A small key and a folded paper were the only things it contained.

she said. “I’m afraid, you’ll have to do it,” Justin said. “Are you deaf? I said I'm not going to do it,” Jasmine retorted. Justin stood up from his seat and approached Jasmine. The latter stood her ground and refused to move from her position. “You know, all I have to do is to remind Jonathan of the intense training Isabella used to go through and trust me when I say he’ll make you go through it as well.” Jasmine's eyes widened in horror. She couldn’t even make it through the beginners training. There was no way she would handle the intense training Isabella had gone through.

by stressing little bird more to make Xavier think we are pretty close. "Hai Mr.Thompson,I am jasmine Warner", I gave him firm hand shake so that he can think me as a strong person, with a smile on my face and I am sure in maintaining blank look through my eyes,so he can never recognize me. But I know we both are aware of sudden sparks between us while we are having handshake.

Yet, they were not very close because of their different interests in all aspects. “She’s the most beautiful woman in Sea City, who’s also a famous chip designer,” Jasmine slowly said. “I managed to successfully join Elitos’ big project this time because of her help. She said she would help me to become heir of the Jones family. Daniel, I’m actually not interested in the position, but Ms. Daugherty has helped me a lot. It’d be inappropriate for me to let her down, don’t you agree?” Her words sounded annoying, but Daniel did not frown in the slightest.

Sometimes it was his flirty lines or adult jokes, or sometimes his romantic staring, or sometimes his deep passionate kisses to his wife while she tried to work. Jasmine smiled at a customer who was also a content creator. She was a school girl named Amber with an astounding number of subscribers on YouTúbe. She was famous for taking interviews with celebrities on fan demand. Seeing Jasmine smiling at her, the girl stood up and dipped her head in a small bow. "Good afternoon, Jasmine. I'm one of your fans and a content creator. I take informal interviews of famous people on fan demand. I was thinking if you'd be interested in doing an interview for your fans." She squealed when Jasmine place

That rounded off to obsession, no? Well, I didn't care..She stood up for me .. " Jasmine?" Next to me, Angel gasped, too surprised to care about our surroundings. " Yara? I have always known that you were a star. Even Jasmine recognises your talent. She is an international designer, in a league of her own. Of course, she couldn't be fooled by Sally and her schemes. " Angel was busy being a fangirl but I was too excited to listen to her words. Our roles had been reversed. I was now the fangirl as I looked at my role model through the screen, my eyes were all dreamy, like she could see me but she couldn't.

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.

"Can we leave already" Jasmine groaned. She used to be the Impatient and angry one. But now, it seems Jabal has taken over. "You ain't better either. You just don't have the reason to be angry or impatient" her subconscious mind said. She ignored it and walked out of the house with the rest trailing behind. **

Besides, antagonizing him openly would only give him the satisfaction of knowing he'd gotten under my skin. And then I saw her-Jasmine Butler, the forty-something investment mogul whose career I'd followed since my college days. She stood near one of the fundraising displays, sipping a martini while observing the crowd with keen eyes. "If you'll excuse me, Mr. Griffin, " I said, already moving past him, "there's someone I need to speak with." I didn't wait for his response, striding purposefully toward Jasmine. Here was a woman who had started with nothing, raised a child as a single mother, and built an empire of five successful investment firms. If I needed a role model in this male- domin

she asked in a sweet voice. A glint of disappointment flashed in the professor's eyes and he negated " No Quin! It doesn't always have to be you!" Quin hid a smile and feigned a sad face. Her friends secretly cheered her on by nudging her shoulders. " What about you?... queen of England!" He referred at Jasmine who had her head buried in the math problems she was solving. ." Me?" Recognizing the nickname, Jasmine panicked, her ears getting red. Asserting this, he repeated " Yes you. What heart condition is Turner’s syndrome associated with?"