Draco Malfoy Smiling Novels & Stories

On New Year's Eve, I prepare a feast. The clock strikes twelve, but my husband, Vincent Porter, still isn't home. My daughter, Lorelei Porter, tugs at my sleeve and holds up my phone. "Look Mommy, Daddy is at this lady's house!" Vincent has posted an update on Twitter. He is with Christine Snow, his childhood sweetheart. They are smiling at the camera, with a boy who looks about ten standing between them. In front of them sits a swan-shaped cake. The caption reads, "The most special day for the most special you." My heart sinks into my stomach. A marriage that came later in life can never compete with a pair of childhood sweethearts. I accept defeat.

"When Ava thinks her life is finally falling into place, with her dream wedding just around the corner, her world is shattered by a devastating double betrayal. Her fiancé's infidelity and her best friend's betrayal goes deeper by the shocking murder of her father ___ There, on the bed, were Gabe and Sophie. My fiancé and my best friend, wrapped in each other's arms. They didn't notice me at first. I watched as Sophie leaned in and kissed Gabe, her hands running through his hair. Gabe pulled her closer, smiling in a way he hadn't smiled at me in months.

It was my girlfriend's birthday. I took her to my family's newly opened restaurant for dinner. Since we were planning to have cake later, the two of us ordered a single set meal that included a pizza and a plate of pasta. Smiling, I handed the menu to the waiter. He took it with a fake smile. I heard him calling us paupers under his breath. I frowned. "What did you just say?" The waiter froze for a second. He then put on another fake smile. "I said I'll have your order ready shortly." I snorted and replied fluently in the same language he'd used. "You just called us paupers."

"I, Alpha John Stormborn, reject you as my mate and Luna." He said it smiling, his lover on his arm. She accepted — and her acceptance dropped him to his knees. They called her the girl no one wanted: weak, discarded, handed off to a cold prince who never asked for a bride. But Prince Kai doesn't know what she's becoming. His enemies don't either. And the Moon Goddess who "made a mistake" with her? She's about to find out she makes her own fate. They rejected a broken girl. They're about to kneel to a Luna Queen who burns. One Alpha already begged. A prince is next.

Burned alive and abandoned, Sheraphina died believing she had nothing left. Then she woke up at fifteen. With her memories intact and her enemies still smiling, Sheraphina chooses silence over screams and patience over pity. Her stepsister—sweet, fragile, adored—has no memory of the fire yet, only a growing hunger for everything Sheraphina owns. Her father still turns a blind eye. Her stepmother still whispers poison into willing ears. This time, Sheraphina won’t fight openly. She will take back her name, her inheritance, and her future—piece by piece. And when a powerful billionaire steps into her path, drawn by her calm defiance and hidden sharpness, Sheraphina learns that revenge doesn’t have to be lonely.

I am looking at it right now, not believing what I see. I decided that I would follow the whole wedding far away from them, almost near the exit, just so that I wouldn't have to exchange ideas with any of them. My mother is holding hands with Daud Lestari, the head of that family of thieves and murderers, smiling in her beautiful white wedding dress. Right behind them is Daud's son, Lanton Lestari, that cursed man. My new half-brother. It will take a while, but he will see who is in charge here. I myself will make it a point to hunt down and destroy every single Lestari there, starting with Lanton, or my name is not Lukman Sari.

She went undercover to destroy him… and now she has to seduce him so he will let his guard down. Detective Natalia morozova's mission was simple it was to get close to Mikhail Volkov, the Bratva's pakhan and gather some information to use against him but after saving his life, she wakes up in his bed… and unknowingly signs a marriage contract to him. And now she has to play the perfect wife smiling sweetly, touching him softly while plotting his downfall, but every possessive grip on her body, makes it harder to remember which of them is really in control, and what her mission really is. In this game of seduction and lies one of them has to surrender.. and it might not be him.

One night, Lisa Hasse had a fiance, a family name, and a future. Then Victor Elsner was murdered. Every piece of evidence points to Lisa’s father. Ethan Elsner, the man she was going to marry, believes the evidence before he believes her. He leaves her standing in the ruins of their love. But Lisa refuses to break. She will become the lawyer her father needs, expose who used her stolen credential, and make Ethan regret the night he chose grief over faith. The deeper she digs, the closer the truth gets to Ethan’s own family. In New York’s elite, love is dangerous. Evidence lies. And the real killer may be smiling at the funeral.

At the orphanage gates, the fake heiress stole my proof of identity and slipped into a waiting luxury car, smiling triumphantly. I leaned against the attic while waving goodbye to her. "Have a safe journey, my scapegoat." In my past life, I was taken back to a wealthy family. I thought I'd found my family. My adoptive parents smiled at me, bought me dresses, and called me their darling daughter. Three months later, I was wheeled into an operating room. My heart was removed. I died on the operating table. They didn't even hold a funeral for me. After being reborn, I wanted to make everyone pay the price. This time, it was them who should be on the operating table.

Don Ettore Vitale's lover, Viola Serra, and I are abducted at the same time. When it's time for Ettore to make his choice, he doesn't hesitate to choose Viola despite always doting on me all the time. "Larissa, Viola can't take this. She's too fragile. Once this is over, I'll definitely make it up to you." "If you choose her, I'll hate you forever!" He remains silent for a moment before whisking Viola away in his arms. I just keep laughing till tears spill down my cheeks. Some time later, I nestle into Ettore's arch-nemesis, Vittorio Romano's arms while smiling at the former. But he keeps begging me to return to him like an absolute lunatic.