Loki Smirk

Loki caught her husband cheating on the day of their fifth marriage anniversary. To make matters worse, he was unremorseful and had cheated on her with someone who seemed like a perfect version of herself. He then retrieves an already prepared divorce documents and tossed it to her with a huge alimony, disregarding her love and devotion to him for five years of their union. After being forced to sign the papers, Loki was kicked out by security upon his instructions, tagged as an imposter claiming to be his wife. Enraged by the insane depth of her husband's betrayal, Loki vowed to make him regret his existence. By a series of incidents, she rose to power and became the most powerful, feared, respected and indomitable woman the world ever knew, causing havoc to all who dared harm her, her son or even the mysterious man she later crossed paths with. Loki, now Rhiannon, needed not to hide under the cover of any man to be protected. She made her own rules and her vengeance against her ex husband became a lesson to all mankind.

"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.

"You're my property, and that's what you'll remain forever," He walked closer to me, his dark eyes looking deep into my soul, "I'll make sure you pay for the damage you've caused and the humiliation I felt that day." His cold and menacing words sent chills down my spine as he spoke with gritted teeth. His eyes glinting with hatred as he stared at me. I mustered all the courage I could find deep within me and straightened my spine as I opened my mouth to speak, "I will repay what I and my father owe and then I will be free from your monstrous grip." Despite my heart heaving hard against my chest. His lips curled into a smirk, his eyes glinting fiercely, "Have a nice try then." He spat, as satisfaction twinkled in his eyes. Elsa Elkins' dream of living a simple life with the one who would cherish her for the rest of her life was shattered when she found herself back in the life of Leonard Kish - the man she had escaped from on the day of their wedding. Her quest for freedom and survival pushed her deeply into entangling with him, crumpling her initial desires. However, she was faced with the challenges of accepting his true identity or walking away from him - Her Monstrous Husband.

"And what do you do?" the smirk was vibrant on his face. his eyes were penetrated me and the aura around him was filled with conceit as he is the ruler of the world, the atmosphere only belongs to him. **** Jessica's house was filled with laughter because it was the time of marriage of her sister. all the relatives, everyone was present there to give their blessings to her sister. but what arose when a night conflict changes her life? What arose when she has to marry a conceited man? *** Kind Jessica Mehra always lived in her nutshell to pursue her dreams but what occurs when an arrogant and Conceit Man, Abhimaan Kapoor, starts questioning her will to change the world by doing what she admires? Read the story to discover more.

With one hand he squeezed her left breast,while the other roamed on her neck. He bent down to her level,looking directly into her eyes searching for something ..maybe fear or a lie . "Well, I grant you a wish . Ask me anything . I will give it . Even if it is letting you go right now." He spoke with his husky voice . Catalina continued to stare at his ice grey eyes and finally spoke ," I want you to not touch me sexually without my consent ..." He backed off utterly surprised by her attitude . A smirk crept onto his lips . " Then it means ,you are ready for next level. Perfect ! " He untied her lifeless hands and grabbed her arm . " Let's see if you can pass this one , my wild cat " He said dragging her out of the room. *** Catalina Brown , 22 and a rebel was crazy about joining the Russian Mafia's gang . He was known as "The Pakhan" . To the world , he was a perfect businessman with no bad record. But in the underworld, he is the Lucifer... What happens when she finally gets to see him ? The mafia has other plans for her. He gives her tests and tests to check the loyalty with his heart bleeding for her love . His obsession for her grows with each passing day and she has no idea she is already his ,The pakhan's only beloved ...

Catalina Weinrich—transmigrated to the world of wolves, after the car accident took away her life.She possessed the body of Paris—the illegitimate daughter of Mr. Montessori.  Her life is a mess especially when she sees the man in front of her with a smirk on his face.Does his gaze look dangerous and full of hatred? Or is it just my imagination because I can't see it clearly?  She was tired and confused with her situation. She was scared too, especially when the man in front of her came closer to her.  Receiving all the memories of the previous owner, she suddenly realized that the man in front of her is Lucas McWood—the one Alena, her sister, supposed to marry. It was said that he plays with women's hearts and leaves them after sleeping with them. Also, he is a man who doesn't bat an eye when killing, the reason why she was named as a "Tyrant Alpha". She gulped and clasped her trembling hands, and with a shaky voice she said, "I'm scared, please let me go, good sire." She heard him scoff before closing their distance. Her heart almost jumped from her body when he grabbed her waist, and pulled her closer to him. "I feel sorry for you, Miss Montessori, but I don't have any intention to let go of my prey."

Emma's life was not different than Cinderella's, she was punished by her stepmother and sister. And only a prince charming could change her life. For five years, Emma lived in Charlotte Miller’s shadow—forced to play her double, smile for her photos, write her speeches, and disappear the moment the spotlight hit. She was paid to be silent, obedient, and forgettable. Until the night everything shattered. Her heart. Her pride. And her place as Charlotte’s puppet. They forced her into a marriage with Xeros Martinez—a dangerous billionaire heir of the Martinez empire and a man who makes danger feel like desire. She was a substitute bride for him, and the only thing she expected from him was coldness and rejection. But what she didn't expect was his intervention when Charlotte's mother was about to whip her. "How dare you touch my vanilla?" He growled like thunder. "Try it again—and I'll remind you why people fear my name." Their marriage may have begun as a business arrangement, but the heat between them refuses to be ignored. Because later, when she tried to avoid the heat burning between them, he dropped his towel with a smirk, “Scrub my body, wife.” She hesitated. “W-Will I…?” He stepped closer, water dripping down his chiseled chest. “Isn’t that what a wife does?” And when her fingers brushed against his skin, he leaned in, voice low and wicked: “Tell me… do you think I’m sexy?” She mumbled a breathless yes. “What was that?” he asked, teasing. She shook her head, flustered. So he grabbed her waist and smashed his lips onto hers, stealing the truth straight from her mouth.

"Do you miss me Bella...mia" She could recognize that voice even in her sleep. She stood frozen looking at him with wide eyes. "W..what.." she tried speaking but immediately closed her mouth breathing hard. She glared at him HARD while a handsome smirk appeared on his face. "What the hell are you doing in my house?!" she said,his eyes moving across her body especially on her exposed legs. He suddenly stood on his feet and she moved back, his presence affecting her. "What happened to your elbow" he asked. That was actually the first thing he noticed when she stepped out of the bathroom with a red towel wrapped around her tiny frame. "Why should I tell you that. I owe you no explanation" She said feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinized gaze. He took three long strides towards her before pinning her to the wall, his hot breath fanning her neck. Lexi could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes met his ocean blue eyes. She hates to deny it but he grew much more handsome than before. A slow smirk appeared on his lips as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Lexi shook, trying to push him off but he stood gallantly like a statue, his height towering above her. " Let me ..go.. now" her voice hoarse. " I hate repeating myself Lexi. You might wanna start talking" Lexi Thompson, a retired cop, is trapped in a toxic game of cat and mouse with Antonio Saint Claire, a ruthless mafia kingpin. Lexi Thompson thought she'd escaped Antonio Saint Claire's toxic grasp but his obsession runs deep. Now she must play by his rules to preserve her sanity. Will she find a way to break free, or will their twisted love consume them both ?.

“I am your mate, choose me.” I heard the same thing from three different men. First from my Mafia husband and then from my Best friend, the Alpha king and then the last time from my enemy, the wizard who wants me dead but now claims to love me.  Taking a deep breath, I signed and saw all of them looking at me expecting me to choose one of them.  It felt nice to know three most powerful men of the world are in front of you begging to accept them as your mate and it made me smirk at them instead.  “I, the princess of the Blora kingdom.. "They came closer in the hope of kissing me after I chose one of them, “Reject all three of you.”

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------