Arthur Morgan Smile

Lucas Fenrir was the son of the Alpha of the Silvertail Pack, born as the pack's greatest pride. When his Luna and first love, Nara Boris, chose to leave, he married me in a fit of rage—the most unremarkable Omega in the pack. Everyone said I was just a substitute for Nara. They were waiting to see me abandoned, to see me cry, and to see me beg on my knees. Nonetheless, I always smiled and calmly fulfilled Lucas' every demand. I helped him stabilize the pack's morale, stood up for him in public, and even defended him against the rumors that he had rekindled his past romance with Nara. Until one day, I saw him on the streets during the Moon Goddess Festival. He was holding Nara, kissing her deeply. Meanwhile, I simply turned my head away in silence from behind the crowd and pretended I saw nothing. A few months later, I was diagnosed with wolfsbane poisoning that had spread to my nervous system. My condition was beyond saving. I was admitted to the ICU of the pack's hospital, with only a few days left to live. Lucas came when he heard the news. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared and grabbed my dying body. "Why didn't you tell me? Why are you trying to die alone in secret?" I looked at his unhinged expression, my gaze as gentle as it had always been. There was even a faint mocking smile curling at my lips. "Lucas, I've never loved you. "The one I loved… was actually your twin brother—Derrick."

An accident leaves Preston Brown unable to have children. The fight over his family's fortune is heating up. Desperate for an heir, Preston arranges for me to sleep with his best friend, Rowan Kerr. I quietly dump the sleeping pills Preston gave me and pretend to be clueless. Then, I lose myself in a night of passion with Rowan. … The next morning, right in front of Preston, I smile sweetly and say, "Honey, you were incredible last night. I've never felt so good." His expression darkens. "Do you prefer the man I am by day, or the one who takes you at night?" I act bashful, tugging on his sleeve. "Both. But I especially love the one who knows how to satisfy me at night."

She was a kidnapped heiress, taken from her real family on purpose. He was a legendary tycoon, feared and admired across the business world. At a lavish party, she was set up by her adoptive mother—and unexpectedly became his cure. Months later, he received a mysterious package. Opening it, he was stunned to find... a mini version of himself. Furious, he roared: “Woman, you’d better pray I never find you!” Six years later, she returned, vowing to take revenge and reclaim her son. Armed with brilliance and unshakable resolve, she tore through scheming rivals, crushed manipulative socialites, and built her own empire along the way. But one day, the cold-blooded CEO cornered her against a wall: “We already have a child—give me the title of husband too.” She flashed a bewitching smile: “Sorry. The kid’s father? I’ve got someone else in mind.” Just then, three cheeky little munchkins popped out, grinning from ear to ear: “Daddy, give me a sister with Mommy, and she’s all yours!” In that moment, her mind went blank. Betrayed... by her own sons!

A skilled art thief, Bella Morgan, targets Aaron Davis, a billionaire and his priceless collection but finds herself captivated by the mysterious billionaire instead. Meanwhile, in order for Aaron to inherit his family's business empire, he must produce a legitimate heir within a year and a half. Desperate to retain his independence as well as his career, he enters into a contract with feisty and fierce Bella who agrees to be his temporary wife and the mother of his child after being caught of theft. As their arrangement progresses, things begin to get out of hand and nothing seems to be going as planned. Noah, Aaron's brother, whom he hates, comes into the picture to make things even more complicated.

A naive and shy Andrea Sheldon, after she gained admission into the University got everything working perfectly but one is the same as a turn in her flesh. His is Morgan Freeman. From the day they met at the University club her life change. He is irresistible and cute. Andrea is beautiful, with a slender waist that revealed her perfect hourglass figure. His right feel like heaven to her. One night's stand wreak havoc. Her pack canceled her main ceremony to Morgan because she has a baby bump. It is an abomination. When it was time for their official mating right after her first childbirth. Andrea found she was pregnant for the second time and was banished from the pack. Morgan pledged his love to her and mated nonetheless. But life became hell for Andrea. Morgan was everything wrong for a faithful mate. He brought in odd friends into their home. Sometimes he got assaulted Andrea by his pack friends, he didn't see anything wrong with it. Andrea endured. One three ladies move into their home they were all pregnant for Morgan. Andrea knew she was done. She couldn't take the pain anymore. She had forfeited her goals just to be with her Morgan. She left and got fed with love. It would be so forever until she meets Adrain Peterson, her defense began to pull down but her past emotions and experiences wouldn't let her love an Adrian she knows nothing about. She thought he was perfect. Adrian is going to do everything to make Andrea his mate, but he has to fight the desperate billionaire Morgan. He has to overcome Andrea's emotional trauma and the culture of his pack over mating a divorcee.

The Alpha is looking for his mate. Every she-wolf across the pack-lands are invited for a chance to catch the Alpha's eye. Nobody expected shy, loner Maya Ronalds to be the one to turn the Alpha's head especially her ever-cynical step-sister, Morgan Pierce. Maya has always been jealous of Morgan. She's wittier, stronger and more gorgeous than any she-wolf in the pack, but what would Maya do when a turn of events reveals Morgan as the Alpha's true mate instead of her. What is a girl to do then... Unless ruin her life is in the cards, that is exactly what Maya intends to do. A Cinderella Retelling.

I spend three torturous years in a dark underground cell after taking the fall for Cole Greyhouse, a member of the nobility. He once held my hand tightly and tearfully promised that he would wait for me to return. Then, he would take my hand in marriage. However, he doesn't show up on the day I'm released from prison. I head to the palace to look for him, but all I see is him with his arm around another woman. He also has a mocking smile on his face. "Do you really think a former convict like you deserves to become a member of the royal family?" Only then do I understand that he's long since forgotten about the three years he was supposed to wait for me. I'm devastated, and my heart dies. I accept the marriage my family has arranged for me. On the big day, Cole crashes my wedding with his comrades and laughs raucously. "Are you that desperate to be my secret lover, Leah? How dare you put on a wedding gown meant for a royal bride to force me into marriage? You're pathetic!" Just then, his uncle, Fenryr Greyhouse, the youngest Alpha King in Lunholm's history, hurriedly arrives. He drapes a shawl around my shoulders and slides a wedding ring onto my finger. That's when Cole panics.

The end of the world was upon us, but there weren't enough spots for evacuation. The roars of the zombies echoed in my ears as my fiancé, Oliver, gritted his teeth and pulled me onto the rescue vehicle—securing the last available seat. I arrived safely at the survivor base. Lina, his first love, did not. The zombies tore her apart. Oliver still went through with our marriage, but I never expected that he had only done so to make me suffer. In his eyes, I was the one who had killed Lina. If she had to endure such agony, then I should, too. For five years, he hated me. My life was worse than that of a stray dog scavenging for food on the street. On the day my divorce was finalized, he kidnapped me, dragged me into the wilderness, and wrapped his fingers around my throat. Then, he threw us both into the swarm of the undead. When I opened my eyes again, I was somehow reborn on the day the apocalypse began. The rescue team was shouting impatiently, "One more! We have room for one more—hurry!" I turned to Oliver, watching his hesitation. Then, with a quiet smile, I took a step back and let someone else have the last seat.

Claire, the chosen one by the moon goddess was born to Omega parents and unable to shift at sixteen, she experienced loneliness and exclusion. Alpha Jacob had mated with her and heartlessly dumped her the next morning because she was a human. Upset Claire flees, concealing a three-year-old child. Four years later, destiny reunites them, sparking a story of love, deceit, and a band that could possibly make a comeback. ************************* Mike noticed her with his sharp eyes and enthusiastically yelled, "Momma!" before running towards me. His face lit up with a bright smile as I eagerly embraced him, his happiness infectious and briefly lightening the burden of the difficult situation. While embracing Mike closely, I made eye contact with Alpha Jacob. At that moment, I noticed a spark of recognition in his gaze. He had only just discovered that Mike was his child. Claire who is disguise to be Bella resolve to protect Mike and maintain her new identity, as Bella is tested by Jacob's relentless pursuit and the undeniable connection between him and Mike. The story concludes with an air of uncertainty, as Bella must decide whether to confront her past and potentially reconcile with Jacob, or to continue safeguarding her son and moving forward without him.

My mate, Charalambos, was the heir to the Nightshade Pack. To take over as Alpha, he was sent to Noctis City, the capital city, for special training. When he left, my stepsister, Francesca, insisted on going with him. He refused at first, but she forced his hand, threatening a hunger strike until he gave in. Eventually, he allowed her to accompany him as his assistant. This went on for three years. Throughout those three years, our mate bond stayed strong. I never felt the slightest hint of betrayal. He constantly reassured me through our mind-link. "You're the only one for me." At some point, I started receiving photos anonymously. Francesca kissed him in the face, but he never refused. Once, Charalambos and I were on a video call in the dark, and I could hear Francesca’s breathless voice clearly while she whispered his name in the heat of it. Three years later, the day he returned to the pack, I saw her walking behind him. She had been with pup for five months, and there was a smug, victorious smile on her face. He looked at me apologetically. Guilt was written all over his face. "I'm sorry. I’ve only ever loved you. Once the pup comes, you can raise it." I was done. I had waited for three years. I made up my mind to reject him.