Adele Sam Smith

Ciara Smith, a strong willed and independent woman crosses paths with Brian Salter, A rude, arrogant Manwhore who apparently is every lady's dream. Every Lady except her. For revenge, he offers her a signed contract in order to pay for her father's surgical bill. Could this contract be fate? Will it make or break her? And will Ciara learn to rise above the Challenge? . Ready for a Steamy Romance? Because I am!

"I, Crema Smith, I reject you as my mate. But you are free to chase me and love me if you want. Let see if you can change my mind or I will change yours," I told him and smiled sarcastically. It was the most memorable birthday in his whole life. To be rejected and be embarrassed in front of his pack when he claimed me as his mate. —---------- "Kill me, Alpha. I don't deserve you. I betrayed you!" ------------ After Crema Smith discovered her extraordinary strength, she decided to return to her former home in Arizona. There she knows the whole truth behind the death of her parents. She has no other desire but to achieve justice and take revenge on the ruthless Alpha who killed her parents a decade ago. But what if she encounters Alpha Dior, who is not the deadly Alpha that she had expected? Will she still be able to bring her parents' case to justice?, Or will she simply fall into her own trap? One shocking revelation will change her fate.

The carnivorous ways of the Aswang leave little room for love - much less a forbidden one between a queen and human girl. Little did Aswang Queen Catarina know, soon, her life would be changed by a plucky American biologist. A blue eyed, blonde adventurer, Rose Smith from California, who would make Catarina question all she knew, and want to make a human Her Aswang Woman King. ___ Catarina Rosales Marquez, 26, is the Aswang Queen of the Domminga Mountains, but she abhors eating humans. She has genetically engineered the fruits of her goddess Ikapati to produce human proteins in order to bring peace to Mindanao - but the Aswang do not trust this revolutionary, peaceful Queen - and are wary of the American biologist she has taken under her wing. Rose Smith is a German-American biologist doing her dissertation on the elusive, endangered Phillippines Eagle. Having studied the Tarsier in her undergraduate semester abroad in Manila, she fell in love with chicken adobo, pandesal - and Filipina women. Eager to be the first American biologist to do a longitudinal study of the Phillipines Eagle, she sets out into the Domminga Mountains on a bus with a one-way ticket - not afraid of the local's warnings of the rabid Iktapati Aswang Clan that eats humans, and roving bands of Tikbalang werehorses that stampede trespassers to death. When Catarina and Rose collide, it is oil and flame. Catarina, expected to marry a King, finds herself questioning the very cosmos of relationships - can she take a Queen, and a feisty American grad student at that? And can Rose come to terms with the elusive, seductive courts of the Vampiric Aswang? When the Iktapati clan rebels, the Tikbalang war, and the wind spirits coquette, Rose and Catarina must team up to save the humans of Mindanao - and the Phillipines eagle!

“Fuck it!” He thought, arching closer to the guy, throwing his arms around his neck, “I'm getting engaged tomorrow and will be closeted for the rest of my life, living under pretense. Why don't I just experience sex with a hot dude for one night? Just one night… just one night…” *** Lincoln Smith had no regret that night he made the impulsive decision to have sex with the hot, mesmerizing man across the bar. He was sure it was the best night of his life… one he would never get to experience again. But then on the day of his engagement party, he was to receive a shocking blow. The man he had shared an intimate, passionate night with, the man he was sure he had a connection with, was his fiance’s big brother! Right there and then, he knew he was universally and colossally fucked! WARNING: This Books Contains Some Explicit Scenes Between Characters That May Not Be Suitable To Some Readers. Viewers Discretion Is Advised.

"S-stay away from me." She stammered while moving her steps backward just to hit the edge of the table. "Why would I do that?" He placed his hands on her either side surrounding her in his woody scent. She couldn't help but took a deep breath. "It's my p-personal space." She turned her face towards the bookshelf beside the table as he leaned his face closer. "Hmm..." He hummed as her whole body shuddered when he started tracing her jugular vein with his nose. Her mouth was dry as the aura of his scent was gone and fear conquered her body. "You are my personal thing too." He groaned jerking her towards him by her waist. "L-lea..." Her lips couldn't form the words as he captured her soft lips in a swift. ←→ Ara Smith, daughter of a priest, drowned in innocence. She is a 19 years old girl with a cheeky smile but she didn't get the chance to smile much after her father's death. ‹› Gareth Blade, a 31 years old mafia billionaire is another name for a nightmare. No one dares to match his stoned gaze that reflects his stoned heart. He can own the things that ever attracts his eyes but this time his eyes didn't fall on something but someone.

Sam and I have been married for ten years. He always said he would give me the wedding of my dreams. However, three days before the ceremony, my eyes, which had been blind for the past six months after saving Sam’s life, miraculously regained vision. The first thing I saw when I opened them was Sam tangled in bed with his pretty secretary, Alisa. The bed was still shaking while Alisa typed on her phone. She showed it to him, smirking. [Sam, we're out of condoms. Why not ask your blind wife to grab one for us?] Sam’s veins bulged at his temple. His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] Sam sighed in resignation. “Hazel, can you pass me the box of cigarettes from the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel. My heart shattered, and I booked a flight to Rockbridge before the wedding. When Sam came running after me, hysterical, I said coldly to him, “Sam. I can see.”

Trigger warning; you are going to hate the main character or you might just fall in love with her. ******* When Angela Smith starts working for the young and sexy Leo Cross, an ambitious, rich philanthropist and owner of a Sports Agency. She fell hard, instantly imagining herself with him. But there is one thing standing in her way, his wife. After stealing Leo away from Natasha Cross, Angela thought she had it all, but she soon learns that not everything that glitters is gold. Natasha was glad to get away from her ex-husband, while Angela suffered abuse after abuse and was kept locked up by the possessive CEO. Can Angela escape from Leo like Natasha did? (She could only hope that someone falls for him like she did and steals him away.) Or will she remain his captive?

"Threesome love story" Loving you is the worst sin I've ever committed in my life. Melissa Dunkens and Alexander Smith were lovers since they were kids but everything changed when they grew up. Every time they tried to love themselves, someone interrupted them. This went on for a good couple of months not until when Melissa failed. She later became sick of Aleksander and to have her life, she let go of him and loved another man. But leaving him behind was more difficult than she ever thought.

Sam Huston, a fresher having crush on Wil Heyworth (Mr.popularity), a basketball player. Later that crush develops into love before she even knows it. On the valentine's day she decided to tell her love to him but she came to know something big. Calix, a sophomore and a member of basketball team. He fell in love with Sam at first sight. He propose Sam eventhough knowing she already like someone. Things get complicated on Sam's journey of love. Will she know with whom did she really in love with?

When the earthquake struck on what should have been our fourth wedding anniversary, my supposedly devoted and family-oriented husband, Lionel Brooks, abandoned me and our children, who were trapped under the rubble. Despite our children's pleas for help, Lionel left without a second thought, carrying his former flame, Fiona Smith, and her daughter to safety. While Fiona and her daughter escaped with minor injuries, my precious children had their chests pierced by steel beams, leaving this world forever. It was such a twisted fate. What was meant to be a day of celebration turned into an annual day of mourning for my beautiful children. A week later, during my children's funeral, Lionel had the audacity to call and ask which hospital the kids were in. It was laughable—after ensuring Fiona and her child were comfortable and safe, he finally found time to check on his flesh and blood. I could only say, "You finally remembered your children after a whole week? Lionel, I hope you rot in hell."