Sandy Cheeks Smile

BLURB “Little Pirate, surprise!” Enzo , looked at her with a devilish smile “We all know you are aware that you suck so how about you do us all a favor and go to hell?” Julian took a big bite from his apple before hauling it at Raven’s head. Raven ducked and caught the apple with a swift motion. “For an incoming Alpha, your throwing skills suck.” Then she turned to Enzo. “You guys might have all the beauty the moon goddess had to bestow but you are lacking in the brain department so how about you send my regards to the devil as you burn for eternity?”

They called me a gold digger. A barren fool. A street rat in designer heels. For three years, I played the perfect wife to an aging, cheating husband. I bit my tongue through their cruel snickers, desperate to earn a place in a family that never wanted me. I endured everything—humiliation, betrayal, loneliness—all for a child that never came. But when my arrogant stepdaughter brought home her shiny new fiancé that fateful evening, fate handed me a new game to play. This time, I wasn’t begging to belong. This time, I was ready to burn it all down—with a smile on my face.

[ Warning: This book contains 18+ explicit scenes, slavery, abuse , blood and few contents of reverse harem] “You want to run wild?” He asked, his eyes blazing in rage. I could utter no word in front of his suffocating demeanor. He shook his head and shouted at me again,” Your silence irritates me even more, Eva!” At this moment, I could no longer let him keep insulting me. I love him, but this is too much for me to tolerate. I got closer to Brendon and sadistically questioned,” my silence annoys you, huh?” He kept quiet. “My weakness annoys you. Even my existence annoys you. Is there anything else about me that annoys you?” Tears rolled down my cheeks as I felt my heart crushing into pieces. Before I could say anything else, I was pulled into an intense kiss. Brendon’s possessiveness overwhelmed me, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes to his passionate romance. **** In the era of werewolves, other beings were suppressed by their existence. Eva is a werewolf who doesn’t know her origins. She no longer has a link with her wolf side, making her the prey of blood traders. Brendon, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, has been tracking and hunting members that are active in the blood trade. During one of his raids, he happened to save Eva and brought her with him to do her treatment. However, he hadn’t thought that Eva would turn out to be his mate.

A Spin-off to Rejected Mythical Luna —Julian X Robin Story They say destiny determines how our lives play out, that the Moon Goddess shapes our paths. But if that’s true, then she did a terrible job with mine. Because as I’m being dragged away, all eyes on me and tears burning down my cheeks, I finally understand how cruel destiny can be. After surviving the war with my Alpha and the Luna, a new battle begins, one I didn’t choose but must finish. Revenge? Justice? Maybe that’s what I should live for. Maybe that’s what should keep me fighting, to hunt down the Men of Shadows who destroyed everything I loved. But as I run through that field with the people I now dare to call friends, none of that seems to matter anymore. All I want is my life back. My family. My pack. Him. And if that means killing again, I’ll do it, only this time, I knew better than to do it alone. “Did you really think leaving me behind was the best choice?” he asked, his breath hot against my skin. “I came to you twice, Julian,” he says, his grip firm, his voice trembling with something between pain and love. “You pushed me away both times. This time, I won’t let you fight alone.” Then his lips crashed against mine, and a single tear slipped free. Was this the retribution I’d been seeking… or just the beginning of a curse written by fate.

“Don't fight the emotions you feel for me, Sammie” Max said, The Alpha king said, as he caressed my cheeks as a prized possession that I was. He paid a lot for me to get me as a slave. “I am not fighting it. I am only guarding my heart” His present was becoming more addictive but I wanted more than he wanted to give me at the moment. I wanted my freedom. “I can't think of one good reason not to kiss you right now. I want you, Sammie, I want you so much I might break, my possession. You belong to me” “I belong to no one” Poor and maltreated Sammie, thought she was finally getting away from the harshness of her own family and everyone in her pack when she clocked eighteen and she was finally going to get her fated mate. But her dreams shattered as fast as they had come to her, she had been mated to Max, the scornful son of their alpha, who currently has the most gorgeous girlfriend, who didn't waste any more time rejecting and humiliating her. Her fate was sealed, she was going to be hated more, but nothing prepared her for the betrayal of her family. She was sold to the slave master. But got bought again, by Max himself. Her nemesis. And when would she be able to get her revenge on all those who treated her worse than an animal?

The Lycan King's summons reached all fifty-six packs across the Northern Territories — he was choosing a Luna for his heir. The heir's reputation for brutality preceded him. So my mother swapped my sister Freya's name for mine. Her voice left no room for argument. "Elsa, your sister's wolf spirit hasn't fully awakened yet. She can't survive the journey. Go in her place — enter the Luna Trials for her." She gripped my hand, tears sliding down her cheeks at just the right moment. "When it's over, your brother will come for you. I swear it on the Moon Goddess." In my past life, I believed that oath. I traveled to the Lycan King's fortress, only to be singled out by the heir himself. I barely escaped his stronghold alive, fleeing through blizzards for seven days and nights before I finally lost my pursuers. After two years as a rogue, I made it back to the Frostfang Pack — just in time to witness Freya's Marking Ceremony with the Alpha. My mother stood at the center of the celebration and looked straight through me. "Rogue. There is no place for you here." Cast out a second time, I lost all hope. I died in a blizzard, alone. When consciousness returned, I found myself standing in the stone hall again. She wore the same expression, watching me with those calculating eyes. "Elsa, would you take Freya's place in the Luna Trials?"

Late at night, my husband came home with a young model. "So, you are the washed-up wife that Mr. Dawson keeps at home?" The girl looked at me with a mocking smile and said. Jay Dawson, my husband, reeking of alcohol, glanced between us with interest. He then hugged the young girl and led her into the bedroom. I sat alone on the living room couch, wrapped in a blanket, and listened to their shameless noises all night. I endured it for two years. Our agreement had finally ended this year, and so had my love for Ethan. I walked away. But Ethan chased after me like a madman.

(MASSIVE MATURE CONTENT AHEAD) 18+ 18+ Jamie Flock is not only controlling but also an unsupportive husband. He leaves Stella Graham to turn to her limited options in order to raise money for her sister’s surgery. Her job isn’t exactly something she’s proud of. But she has no other choices. Her life takes a turn when opportunity presents itself in the form of a rich, mysterious client. It would be the start of her promising career, a spicy journey of lust and romance and betrayals. From a strip club to the CEO’s lair filled with Sin, Seduction and Corporate games. “The Devil Wears A Suit, And A Smile”

“I would’ve died for my sister. Instead, I lived for her son.” Jade, the ruthless Alpha, made me his mate out of vengeance, not love. Now I’m trapped in a loveless bond, raising the son of the woman everyone adored, the same woman whose death they blame on me. But the real monster wears a smile and the secrets buried in this Pack run deeper than anyone knows including the truth about Jade’s father’s illness, and the child growing inside me. They all think I’m the villain. But I might be the only one who can save them. If I survive.

Love is sweet and unique like the flavor in candy. Sometimes sweet, sometimes sour. Sometimes, something that looks good will look bad. Vice versa, it is that same with matters of the heart. Sometimes, giving in is sweeter than being with someone you love. However, with an acidic groove. The sweet and sour side is like a unique unity, like a complicated storyline. But, made an impression on the heart. Two separate earphone cables, reconnect. The sweet taste that accompanies the sour taste that will not move gloomy. Because, the sweet one will be loyal to make the sweet groove on the sour. Isn't this a unique fair epilogue? When the smile comes and the shackels of disappointment both embrace at the end of the story.