Sadistic Smile

Usually girls loves to shop and paint their nails. But not for Valerie Hernandez. Unlike every other girls, she loves dealing with cars. She could even spend hours in the garage. This year will be Valerie last year in high school. The thought of her graduating with her boyfriend and best friend bring a smile to her face. Unexpectedly, a new student is transferring to her school. Once she laid eyes on him, she know her senior year won't go as smoothly as she thinks. What happen when Valerie and the the new student became friend? Will she feel annoyed or the exact opposite? Knowing Valerie has a boyfriend, can she choose between the two of them?

I was the "weak" Luna, my Alpha husband threw away like trash. He poisoned me with Moonbane Rune Stones, banished me to the Dark Forest, and handed my Luna robes to his pregnant mistress. The Dark Forest was supposed to be my grave. It became my throne. I returned as something no one expected—powerful enough to make Alphas tremble, beautiful enough to be unrecognizable, and dangerous enough to shatter everything my ex-husband built. When the legendary Lycan King knelt before me and called me "My Luna" in front of the entire Pack council, my ex-husband's arrogant smile finally crumbled. Welcome to your nightmare, Leighton. I am back.

I transmigrated into a dating-sim otome game where I was supposed to romance a soft, fragile male lead. I had finally pushed him onto the bed and was just about to make my move when the long-missing system finally popped back online. [Host, I sent you to the wrong game. This is a horror game.] [The man you’re bullying right now is the horror game final boss.] I lifted my head and met a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me. My smile froze. “Um… you look a little tired. Maybe we should… continue this another day?” He smiled back, calm and terrifying. “I’m not tired. Go on.”

Hollywood is fast, ruthless, and it chews up girls like Lara Bello before breakfast. So when broke, struggling Lara is offered a chance to fake-date Leonardo Knight — a dangerously charming, scandal-ridden A-list actor — she knows better than to say no. It’s a simple, transactional deal: she gets a hefty paycheck, and he gets to clean up his wrecked reputation. The rules are clear: No real feelings. No crossing the line. Smile for the cameras and pretend to be in love. But Hollywood isn’t the only thing with teeth. Because Leo is hiding a deadly secret... he's a werewolf. And by the time midnight comes, Lara won’t just be pretending to be his mate… she might actually be the one.

"Who thought this day would come so soon when…." He uttered, peering into her grey eyes which were aggressively shedding tears of pain and hatred. "Aereza Kensley would get willing to submit herself to me so easily," a sinful grin formed on his face as his ember orbs roamed all over her naked body which she had stopped covering. Getting to his feet, he walked closer to her. Standing just before her, he clutched a tendril of her hair and witnessed that hatred blazing in her watery eyes for him. "Why this much hatred when you have willingly come here to give yourself to me, bellissima?' his hoarse voice turned dangerously amiable. He knew she had come here to submit herself to him just because of her grandmother's life and safety which was captured in his hand. "Get on my bed and spread your legs wide for me,"She clenched her jaw and squeezed her eyes shut, hearing him whispering those words in her ear. Fresh wave of tears filled her eyes. He watched her obediently getting on his bed and laid there while opening her bare and trembling legs for him. His grin turned more sadistic as his gaze devoured her nakedness before climbing on top of her. He found her eyes were tightly shut. "Won't you look at me with those fearless eyes of yours anymore?" He whispered against her mouth before clutching her jaw aggressively. Forcing her head upward, he finally saw her tears burning eyes glaring at him. "You will forget about this hatred of yours for me after this night, bellissima," he cooed against her mouth, pinning her both hands above her head. Their eyes remained fastened with each other, pressing their naked bodies against each other. "And this is just its beginning, mate,"

"W-Well, that part is very dry. When I'm doing it with someone else, it's very dry, chapped, and it hurts a lot too. I can never get it to lube up even after a long time…" I gaze at Audrey Lawson, whose beautiful face has gone red from embarrassment. Then, I glance at her smoking hot body. After gulping quietly, I tell her with a smile, "Ms. Lawson, your problem seems a little complicated. I dare not give a verdict right away… "Why don't you go behind the curtains right now? I'll use a device to check what the problem exactly is. "Ah, and by the way, remember to take off your pants."

Ariana, the heiress to Warwick Kingdom, rejected her childhood companion, Jasper, who returned with a pregnant Omega. Reeling from the betrayal, Ariana met a mysterious merchant from Harmonia Kingdom, a weak werewolf whom Ariana couldn't smell his scent. "Who are you?" She watched him in utter disbelief. "Your merchant and I'm here because everything about you interests me.” "Is flirting all you know how to do?” "So you admit I'm a good flirt?" His smile was wider, "That makes me happy, princess." Happy that he, being born with the devil, finally met his Mate in the last year of his 3000 yrs life. The fate bonded them, so as to twist their destiny...

He's dangerous. He's fearless. He kills without blinking an eye. He's asexual—women don’t attract him, let alone make him catch feelings. He owns one of the most dangerous mafia clans in Russia. He's feared by everyone in the clan, and no one dares go against him. "Go against me, and meet your death" is his code. When it comes to looks, he's one heck of a demigod. No one has ever seen him smile, and they believe they never will—let alone catch a glimpse of his teeth. But what happens when a woman is brought into the clan? What category does she fall into? Is she the innocent, goody-two-shoes type? The stubborn, hotheaded type? Or the mafia kind of girl?

I once made a promise to the top actress in the industry. If I publicly proposed to her 99 times on livestreams, she would, on the hundredth, officially launch our relationship. But when the hundredth proposal came, she was on a private yacht kissing a new rising actor. Her smile had been so sweet and carefree. I became a complete joke. Feeling guilty, she texted me: [I will say yes on your 101st proposal.] She entered my livestream, looking like a goddess had descended to earth. As she looked on, I lit all one hundred love letters I had ever written for her, as well as the stomach cancer diagnosis I had hidden inside. “There will be no 101st time, Miss Ford.”

I never expected my boss to blackmail me into marriage. Ethan Sinclair the cold, calculating billionaire who never cracks a smile holds a secret over my head, forcing me into a fake marriage to secure his family’s inheritance. I hate him for it, but I need the money to save my brother’s life. The rules are simple: play the devoted wife for a year, follow his lead in public, and stay out of his way behind closed doors. But as sparks fly and buried secrets unravel, I realize Ethan isn’t just ruthless, he’s hiding something even more dangerous. The closer I get, the harder it becomes to remember this is all just a contract. Because falling for the devil was never part of the deal.