Loki Smirk Novels & Stories

River Wilson has her entire life planned: earn top grades, avoid distractions, and graduate as valedictorian. Love? Boys? Drama? Not on the schedule. But her perfect plan unravels the moment she steps into her new university apartment… and finds Taylor DeLuca shirtless, tattooed, and infuriatingly smug, standing in her kitchen. Thanks to a university housing glitch and a name too ambiguous to question, River ends up living with the one thing she promised to avoid: a boy who looks like trouble and acts like he invented it. Now she’s armed with a list of house rules, a schedule tighter than her ponytail, and one unbreakable boundary: no flirting. But Taylor has a smirk that makes her forget her rules… and a past that’s more complicated than his cocky charm lets on. What happens when the girl who has everything under control is forced to live with the boy who thrives on chaos? Let’s just say... Rule Number Eight is about to get broken.

It was our sixth anniversary, but he chose that day to end it with me. Alpha Ivan Slade was my fated mate, bound to me by the will of the Moon Goddess. But when his chosen mate returned, carrying his heir, I became expendable. Instead of facing me himself, he sent her, Marissa Rowe, to deliver the final blow. With a smirk, she handed me the divorce papers while cradling her growing belly. For six years, I had waited for Ivan to see me as his true Luna. I believed the bond we shared would be enough. I was wrong. Signing those papers felt like the end of the world, but Marissa wanted to ensure I never had the chance to rebuild. On their private jet, as the plane cruised over the endless mountains, she made her move. I was thrown into the night sky, plummeting to what should have been my death. But I guess fate wasn’t done with me. Because instead of dying, I was reborn… as the mate to the Alpha King.

Four years ago, Evan Brooks walked away from Ryan Hale, the boy who was his first love, his everything after catching him in what looked like a betrayal. Shattered and humiliated, Evan swore he’d never let Ryan close again but fate doesn’t care about promises. Now, their parents’ whirlwind marriage has made them stepbrothers. The boy Evan once loved and hated is suddenly living under the same roof, looking hotter, cockier, and more untouchable than ever. Evan tells himself he’s over it. He tells himself Ryan is his past but every stare feels like a dare. Every smirk is a reminder of the nights they once burned for each other. Ryan has his own secret, he never cheated. He’s been waiting for a second chance… even if it means breaking every rule in the book. And when the truth comes out, one question will remain— Was their love always doomed, or is the real danger finally giving in?

"I want a divorce, let me go Evan." "That's too bad Kitten, You agreed though I was a little conspicuous but agreed is the key word to be my wife until I get an heir from you.." Evans smile turned slowly into a smirk and I swallowed hard as tears dropped out of my eyes. "You trapped me into this, you monster." I yelled throwing my cup of milk into his face. "Say that again, I liked it." All I wanted was to get revenge on my cheating ex, all I wanted was to not be obedient little princess and stand for myself; apparently, it turned out to be the worst decision I ever made. This marriage of convenience was supposed to be done and over with in less than a week but what happens when there was no exit out of the marriage? A playboy that was never committed to anyone placed a tag on me that read 'MINE' and I doubt very heavily that even if I gave him an heir he would let me go. He was obsessed and I was trapped

Kieran Brielle Henderson couldn't accept the fact that she was being cheated on by her boyfriend. Her long time boyfriend whom she thought will forever be with her. She was deeply hurt after seeing him having sex with another woman. Feeling unwanted, unloved, betrayed, broken, and hurt, she found another way to heal her broken heart, to be able to move on, and have her little revenge. And that is by marrying the ruthless billionaire, Logan Achilles Sullivan who was arranged by her father to her to save their company. *** "I'll let you divorce me after one year, but that's after you carry my child, my heir." I frowned at him. "I'm too young for that! I still have dreams! I don't want to have a child yet!" Who does he think he is?! Does he really think that having a child is easy?! He let out a cruel smirk as darkness clouded his electric blue eyes. "Then, don't divorce me."

For Tracy Bennett, her date was supposed to be sweet with the man she thought was her forever. Instead, she found him cheating on her with her best friend in the hotel where they had planned to meet. Heartbroken and furious, Tracy stormed out, blinded by tears and anger, only to collide with a stranger. A tall, handsome man whose smirk made her blood boil. That man was Nick White, the wealthy billionaire who had just been appointed CEO of Haven Enterprises, where Tracy worked. She wanted to forget their brief encounter, but fate had other plans. The next day, Tracy discovered that Nick wasn’t just an ordinary stranger, he was her boss with a personal vendetta, and he wasn’t shy about using his power. Charmingly ruthless, Nick made her an offer she couldn’t resist: submit to his whims and seize the chance to get back at those who had wronged her so badly, or risk losing the career she had spent years building.

"On your knees, baby girl." I looked up at him, lips parted. "You gonna punish me for wanting you?" His smirk was pure sin. "No, sweetheart. I'm gonna make you beg for more." ** He's the one man I was never supposed to touch. My father's best friend. Older. Ruthless. Filthy rich. Damian Wolfe owns half the city-and every filthy thought in my head. He's dangerous the way powerful men are: Quiet, controlled, and used to getting exactly what he wants. One night. One mistake. Now he's in my head, under my skin, and between my legs. He says I'm too young. Too off-limits. But his hands say otherwise. So does his moans. I was supposed to be a good girl. Now I'm the obsession he won't let go of. And the sin he won't stop tasting.

“Shoot me, butterfly, do it,” Russo said with a smirk, and Chloe’s grip on the firearm faltered. “Who says I can't?” She retorted, hoping her hesitancy wasn’t showing on my face. “You love me, butterfly, but if you are going to do it, look into my eyes.” He replied and Chloe chuckled. “Your problem is that you trust everyone to much.” Chloe smirked before looking straight into his eyes and taking the shot. ____ Everything changed for FBI agent, Chloe Bells when she walked in on her husband cheating. Her barely surviving marriage fell apart, and Chloe was losing herself fast in the quicksands. When the FBI offered her a chance to catch a break, she took it happily. One of her hardest undercover missions was to bring in one of the most feared men in the world, Alessandro Russo. It shouldn’t be hard for Chloe to transition into Alissa, the street fighter who needs a job, but nothing prepared her for the consequences of working closely with the crime boss himself—consequences like falling for him and going against her undercover instructions!

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It is." "Please don't pull that with me." "Pull what?" "That." She pointed at my face. "Where I explain how pretty everything looks and you say yes but you would be referring to me." She waved her hands in the air, explaining. "It's cliche and kinda getting old." "Would you prefer I do this instead?" I pinned a loose strand behind her ear, my palm roamed her soft features and also on her lips. "Or this?" I leaned in to steal a kiss, stopping midway to see if she'd stop me and she didn't. I couldn't help the tiny smirk that lay on my lips after. "Aren't you going to stop me?" My raspy voice whispered in her ear. She shivered, unconsciously leaning into me for warmth. I stopped her fingers as she tried to wrap them around my neck. ********** She's not the bad girl he thought she was. He's not the good boy she thought he was.

“I was promised to his son… but his touch is all I crave” I never thought I’d see him again. I thought my biggest mistake was losing my virginity to an attractive stranger. Turns out, the actual mistake was me signing a contract to marry his son. One reckless night in New York with a powerful, older-looking mysterious man should have been nothing more than a secret buried deep in the ground. But when I’m forced into an arranged marriage to secure a dangerous alliance, I realize my sin has come back to haunt me. Because the man standing at the head of the family table, the one who is watching me with dark, knowing eyes and a cold smirk is the same man who once had me beneath him. Now, he is not just a forbidden temptation. He’s my future Father-In-Law. I am now trapped in a contract I can never escape, caught between duty and desire. But in a world filled with duties, love might be a deadly game, and I just became the most dangerous game on the board.