Love Your Smile Shanice

“Wendy, are you absolutely sure you want to sign this document?” The Elder’s voice rang in my ears—cold, distant. “Once your bond with Alpha John is dissolved, you’ll lose everything tied to the Blackthorn Pack.” I gripped the pen so hard my knuckles turned white. “Yes. I’m sure.” But just as the tip touched the paper— BANG! The door was kicked open with a violent crash. Alpha John stormed in, eyes bloodshot, and wrapped his hand around my throat. “You dare?!” Blood slipped from the corner of my lips… but I laughed. Because I knew—he would never discover the truth. That his dear uncle, Alpha Vincent, was hiding in my closet at this very moment. And the fresh bite mark on my lower belly… still burned from last night. As if fate was mocking me, my sweet little sister Penny sent a message right then: “Sis, wanna know a secret? That miscarriage you had? John planned it. He made it happen.” Then the TV flickered to life with a breaking live broadcast— There she was, Penny, gently stroking her swollen belly as she smiled into the camera. “John and I are expecting our baby next month,” she announced proudly to the entire Pack. And Alpha John—my “husband”—stood beside her, lovingly kissing her forehead. Like I never existed. Like I wasn’t the Luna written in law. “Miranda,” my wolf snarled in my head, “Rip those traitors apart—now!” But I didn’t. I wiped the blood from my mouth, and dialed the number I hadn’t called in five long years. “Vincent,” I said calmly, “Come get me.”

I always thought if I just held on a little longer, I could still keep this family together. But my mate Ethan and my brother William poured all their favoritism onto Ava and her mother, and left me nothing but coldness and humiliation. They could even look me in the eye and say, “She’s your sister too,” like that was enough to make me bless them. That night, I did something so insane it bordered on self-destruction: I dragged my suitcase out the door and let the house that held all my memories get swallowed by flames. The news exploded, our villa became ruins. The security footage showed “no one leaves,” and the police made a preliminary judgment that the person inside was “highly likely deceased.” Ethan didn’t believe it. Not until he and William were handed that bag of belongings at the police station, a diamond, a Blood Moonstone, the things I treasured most, did they finally understand: I wasn’t throwing a tantrum. I was really, truly done with them. Too bad. It was already too late.

On the day the true heiress and I swapped places, my childhood sweetheart, bound to me by a promise made in youth, gripped my hand before our families and declared, "I chose you, not your title." Anna Pedersen, tears brimming in her eyes, enveloped me in a trembling embrace. "Joanne, we'll always be family. I'd never take what's rightfully yours." Everyone assumed I'd turned misfortune into fortune. Though I lost my status as the Pedersen heiress, I gained a steadfast lover and a selfless sister. But three years after fate corrected itself, photos of Calvin Thomas escorting Anna to a prenatal checkup flooded the internet. When I confronted him, he exhaled a plume of smoke and said coolly, "Anna is my true betrothed. This is just setting things right. Why are you so worked up?" He seized my wrist and dragged our engraved engagement ring across the back of my hand, leaving a bloody gash. "This scar will remind you of the twenty years of life you stole. Your life and I belong to their rightful owner."

On the night of my 18th birthday, Enzo Vitale holds me by the waist as he coaxes me to take off my underwear. "Good girl. You have a beautiful body, Isabella. Let me take a good look at you." But just when I'm about to reach my climax, the spotlight is turned on. The floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of me becomes a see-through one-way mirror. On the other side of the mirror shows the faces of all the guests who are here to attend my birthday party. Soon, the racy video of my lustful side is spread all over Newlyn. My reputation gets flushed down the drain overnight, and yet Enzo's reputation remains unaffected. On the night we break up, he leaves me a message. "Your brother had watched my sister getting kidnapped by others back then. Now, it's your turn to have a taste of what it feels like, Isabella. You owe me this much." My older brother, Marco Rossi, is enraged, to say the least. When he tries to demand an explanation from Enzo, he gets his legs broken by Enzo's bodyguards instead. Marco drags his broken legs home. But on his way home, he gets into a car crash due to severe pain and blood loss, reducing him to a vegetable. In order to afford the daily eight-thousand-dollar ICU bill, I become the most famous stripper in Newlyn. For the next three years, I flit between various nightclubs in Newlyn as well as various men's beds. I've been trading my pride and body in exchange for checks. Three years later, I knock on a hotel room's door as usual. The door opens, revealing a man wearing a custom-ordered dark gray suit. It's Enzo. He's thinner now, and his cheekbones protrude even more. His eyes are as glacial as frozen lakes. I smile brightly at him. "Sir, would you like any special services?"

Aurelia cross was never meant to fall for the one man that held her future in his hands, not when he was her professor at her law school, not when he was the boss and owner of the law firm she had just started to intern at, not when he was the Levi Vale, the infamous billionaire and prolific lawyer who hides too many scars behind his icy blue eyes and stony expression. Should the fact that her brother’s freedom hung loosely in the balance should she choose to give in to her forbidden desires stop her? Probably but what’s life with a little sin right? Levi Vale, the enigma of a lawyer and business mogul however has one too many skeletons in his cupboard, one of them- he is an unfeeling sociopath who is caught by surprise as he watches the talented and confident Aurelia in his class as she dominated every single time. Diagnosed by his therapist, he is declared to have a condition where he feels nothing but the brown skinned sharp mouthed lawyer in his class and office fills his heart and mind with something that feels a lot like……emotion.

Larissa Diaz is a college student who has her future planned down to the smallest detail, she has a group of friends among them Dilan who has always loved her, he will do anything to make her fall in love with him, but when she meets Tristan they both live a passionate romance; However, life takes many turns and Larissa will be tempted to accept Dilan, her best friend, who will try to steal her with lies and take her away from everyone in order to make her his, or to accept the passionate love she always dreamed of with Tristan, but love is not always perfect, they will find themselves between infidelities, temptations and fatal accidents, but life takes turns and can separate them, it is at that moment where she will question if their love will be enough to unite them again or maybe she should surrender to Dilan's charms and move forward.

He's the man I shouldn't want. A good-looking and powerful man like him shouldn't make me feel this way. He is rude, selfish, and is fucking incapable of reciprocating my feelings. Gray Westmore...that's his name. And I couldn't fucking unlove him now that I know he's trying to save his family from his psychotic twin.

When betrayal leaves Daisy Turner with nothing but her father’s gun and a burning hunger for justice, she makes a devil’s bargain: marry an enigmatic stranger, Liam, to reclaim her stolen inheritance. But their paper-thin union—forged in lies and mutual distrust—soon ignites a passion neither saw coming. As Daisy battles her stepmother’s ruthless schemes to control the family empire, she uncovers a web of lies deeper than she imagined. Allies become enemies, old flames turn lethal, and the man she vowed to use might be the only one she can trust. To survive, Daisy must decide how far she’ll go for revenge… and what she’ll sacrifice for a love that could destroy them both.…Or will love cost her everything?”

Liza was finally happy. She had a great family, a job she loved and she was finally free of all the pain. What will happen when she will come face to face with Jonathan, the man who had broken her heart, the man she loved and had left behind? Liza claims to have forgiven him but can you ever truly forgive someone who has broken your heart? Jonathan had made a grave mistake four years ago. A mistake that had cost him the love of his life. When he comes face to face with Liza four years later, will he try to win her back or will he let her go, just like he did years ago? Can Liza and Jonathan find a way to be together again or are they be fated to be apart forever? Find out all this in this sequel to 'Letters from an Ex- Wife' Note: This is a book about forgiveness, healing, and finding yourself.

Sarai was an orphan omega slave. She was facing bullying and mistreatment from her park members.  At first, she didn't understand why. Only because she was helped by a mysterious person to learn from books? Or was it about her funny dreams of becoming the first she-beta in history? Was her dreams so funny after all?  As if that's not enough, she then got rejected on her 18th birthday by her fated mate, Alpha Damon. What role could Damon play in her journey of becoming a she-beta?  Could they confront their differences and come together to make her aspirations a reality?