Grinned And Bared It

My husband, James Lincoln, disappeared in an accident, and my in-laws wasted no time filing to have him legally declared deceased. At the funeral, a woman, Xena Xander, suddenly showed up with a young boy, both crying hysterically. The boy, Charlie Lincoln, screamed at the top of his lungs, calling my husband “Daddy.” My ten-year-old daughter, Mia Lincoln, charged at him, shouting, “Shut up! That’s my dad!” Pretending to break it up, my in-laws instead shoved Mia to the ground. She collapsed and passed out on the spot. “If you’re looking for someone to blame, blame yourself for not giving us a grandson! This family can’t die out without an heir!” Xena smirked at me with blatant provocation. Behind her, Charlie spat in my direction and sneered, “You’re just a worthless tramp nobody cares about.” I didn’t lose my temper. Instead, I laughed. “If you want the status and the inheritance so badly, you can have them. But don’t come crying to me when you regret it.” Two weeks later, Xena showed up at my doorstep, covered in blood, banging on the door and screaming. And then, I got a phone call that felt like a nightmare come to life. But I couldn’t have cared less. By then, I was already enjoying a peaceful vacation overseas.

In a world crumbling under its own weight, Morgan leads her wolf pack like a mafia—strategic, ruthless, and brilliantly sharp. Rogues, humans, and chaos threaten her order, but she thrives on control, dark humour, and calculated risk. With a loyal pack at her side and a mate who matches her wit and danger step for step, she navigates power, betrayal, and survival with teeth bared and sarcasm sharper than any blade. Loyalty is currency, intelligence is power, and the rules are hers alone.

"Don't touch me!", Arieon yelled at him as tears fell freely from her eyes. She was breathing heavily from the way she ran down the stairs. "You'll harm yourself, be careful!", Enzo snapped at her angrily. She glared at him, "The only harm that will come to me is you, so stay the fuck away!". He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs. The more steps he took towards her,the more she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she cursed internally. He grinned in triumph and placed his fingers on her jaw making her to look at him. "Mi cara, you're the only good in my life. You and our unborn child", he placed his hand on her stomach and she felt her heart flutter. "Stop running away", he leaned closer to her. "And if I don't", she asked in a hushed tone. Their eyes locked and he grinned, "I'll keep chasing you, Arieon".

For eighteen years, I was raised as the Frost Pack's cherished heiress-an Alpha's daughter, a future Luna, promised to power and glory. Then, under the full moon, the truth was revealed. Their true heiress came back and I was found as a fake. Branded an impostor, accused of poisoning the "real" daughter, I was cast into Angel Reform Academy-a place that pretends to "fix" heirs but in truth grinds us into trash. Two years of whips, cages, and silence. Two years of waiting for the family who never came. Now the two-year reformation period ended,but I survived. And I'm done begging for love. The next time they see me, I won't be the discarded pup they abandoned. I'll be the wolf with fangs bared, the storm they created, the heir they can never erase.

Sofia D’Moreno thought her life ended when she was sold to Lucas Valentine—the ruthless king of the Canadian underworld. Locked away in a luxurious mountain mansion amidst the frozen wilderness of Quebec, she soon realizes her capture wasn't just about a debt. ​Sofia is the "Living Key" to a lethal bio-weapon, the Black Dragon, hidden by her ancestors. As a toxic and forbidden passion ignites between captor and captive, Sofia discovers that every touch from Lucas is a gamble between life and death. ​With a 12-hour poison countdown in her veins and a blood feud demanding a sacrifice, Sofia must navigate a maze of family betrayals. When the secrets of the Moreno Vault are finally bared, will their love survive the explosion, or will they become mere ashes in the snow?

At my engagement party, Flora—my adopted sister—grinned and said, "Warren's never been married, right? I should marry him first so he gets the hang of it. Sounds good?" Everyone was just waiting for me to fall apart. I didn't care about them. I cared about him. Warren laughed. "Let her have fun, Mia. Don't kill the vibe." I smiled. "Sure. But if it's about fun... one wedding won't cut it. "If you're gonna get married, make it forever."

In a world where strength dictates worth, Evelyn was born "flawed"—a Luna with no wolf of her own. Once betrothed to Wyatt, a ruthless, ambitious Alpha, she was reduced to little more than a pawn in his political games… until his betrayal, and the crushing heartbreak it brought, finally drove her to walk away. Yet fate won’t let her slip away. The man she hires to sire an heir? He’s none other than Ben—the Wolf King, Wyatt’s most trusted ally, and the one person Wyatt swore no one would ever touch. What chaos will erupt when the truth breaks—for Wyatt, and for the world watching? Will regret consume those who once wronged her, starting with Wyatt… or will they turn on each other, claws bared, to fight for her? And when the dust settles, who will Evelyn choose? If she chooses anyone at all.

He grinned, getting up from where he was, and walked away from her. She could finally breathe. Her hands adjusted her black hair that had already stuck to her face as a result of the blood and sweat present on it, tucking it behind her ears. Her training clothes were messed up with dust, sweat, and a little bit of blood. She looked up at him again as he walked away from her, but suddenly stopped and turned to look at her. "The most important rule of them all. Rule number 6" he spoke. "NEVER FALL IN LOVE"

Am I supposed to marry him" I asked pissed off and a bit anxious. I am mentally praying the God that this not true. "Am I supposed to marry her" he asked.....smiling? how on earth is "The mahir sehgal" smiling.... "I want to talk to you mom in personal " we both said at the same time. Oh...god? he grinned at me as I felt scared... "Maa I will not marry him" "but beta you only agreed yesterday " maa said. "Now you have to marry him" she said sternly. Shit how am I going to convince that over-possessive to reject the marriage. lord save me he is too much to handle.

Elvira Corleone was the precious daughter of the Corleone family, a breathtaking beauty well-known in their inner circle. Whoever dared provoke her either ended up submitting to her or as a body at the bottom of Bayton Harbor. One day, her best friend, Lilian Allen, made a daring bet. "Vira, make my brother fall for you, and I'll give you the power of judgment over Bayton Harbor's underground scene." Elvira grinned, bold and confident. She pressed the cigar out in the ashtray. "Lilian, you know I've never failed to get what I want." Yet, plans never worked out the way one would expect.