Sly Smirk

“Farewell to you who never deserved the love I gave. I want you to suffer as I did, to feel the pain as if they were your own; every agonizing second of it.” I smirk as my throat stings, coughing up more blood. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes, a satisfaction I never expected I’d feel at my dying moments.  “N-no! I’m sorry, please . . . please don’t leave me!” he held me close to his trembling chest, his sobs reverberating through the air — the last I breathed in before I gave in to death’s arms. Or so I thought.  In a world of power and love, Morana Everette, the Luna of the Dark Moon Pack, basks in a life of perfection until fate intervenes. Her husband's true fated woman emerges, shattering her idyllic  existence and casting her aside. In a final act of sacrifice and a dying curse, she finds herself swapping bodies with her husband, and with his emotions still intact, she is forced to experience the attraction towards the girl who ruined her life. While Logan experiences the agony she once endured in her past. As deities continue to play with their destinies, emotions run high, loyalties are tested, and the cruel game of switch unfolds. Can they break free from this cycle of misery, or will they forever be bound by fate's twisted design? *** The novel is Written by Dinni Dee and By Miss Joye's Outline. The novel is copyrighted by Ideaink Six Cats.

"Submit!" He growled at her , his grip on her neck tightening but not enough to hurt her. To only have her smirk in return. "Many have tried mate" "I am not others dammit! I am your mate! Your superior!" He screams agitated , looking at her with helpless eyes.While she looks unaffected. "You can try" "But remember. You will never succeed in it." He could end her existence with just a little more pressure. Giving her a fate like others who have ever dared to defy him. Yet the fire in those brown eyes. We wanted to extinguish it. To make her beg him to continue as he denied her. To see her eyes rolling back as he entered her. He wanted her to submit to him completely . Body, soul ,mind everything. To let her be her protector,her dominant, her punisher ,her lover , her mate. Her everything. And he will lay the entire world at her feet. But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who submits to a man's whims and orders. She was the infamous Rebel The mysterious bringer of justice and protector of women. The very person who every male fears in the werewolf world. If only the world knew Rebel was not a man , but a women called Vera Red ....... "The day I submit to a man will the last day of my life life Mate. Vera Red was born as a Rebel, will live as a Rebel and also die as a Rebel. With or without a cause"

It was finally the day of the auction "And now we are presented with a human who looks a little unkempt right now, but with a little care from her owner would be as good as new" the hosts voice rang over the speakers in what seemed like a dungeon used for illegal gambling. But I couldn't look much, being locked in a basement for three months without any form of light coming in, and suddenly being on stage where all attention and the center light was on me was enough to just make me shut my eyes and wait for what was to come. "We'll start with $25,000" is that really my worth. Do I really amount to nothing, that I have to be sold at an auction. "$26,000" "$26,500" "$30,000" "$30,000, is there anyone who wants to bid higher? Going once, going twice... This went in for a few more minutes and I gave up hope. This was it, this is where my life journey ends. I will get sold here then if my buyer is an organ trafficker he would probably kill me and sell off my organs. "Five hundred million dollars" a deep manly voice grunted from the corner of the room "Wow that's a very high bid...I doubt if anyone is willing to go higher than that. Going once, going twice, sold. Congratulations Mr Jimmie Hendrix, you just won yourself a hot looking toy...everyone is left to wonder what you will be doing with her tonight." Jimmie who was sitting in a dark corner of the room gave a sinister smirk and uttered under his breath "Found you!!!"

Surrounded by the darkness, she wasn't sure what was this place. She was lost in this dark abyss and didn't knew the way out. She was tired now, tired of running in different directions yet reaching nowhere, tired of trying to be brave when she was everything but that. After few moments of silence when she thought nothing can go wrong now, she heard something. Sge turned and saw.. Nothing.. No! She was sure she heard that, it wasn't her hallucination. She was terrified yet didn't lose her facade of being the strong girl she is trying to be since the time she landed here. She looked everywhere but she wasn't able to locate the source, releasing a defeated sigh, she wandered her gaze above her and shrieked at the sight. He, with that terrifying yet the most attractive smirk on his face, was watching her from the building above her. He glared at her with those piercing eyes and evil look on his face. She didn't realized she was shivering and sweating badly and suddenly he was there just an inch away from her face. She felt like he snatched the oxygen from the atmosphere leaving her breathless. She started gasping for air. And then... Thud! She woke up sweating and breathing heavily. She observed her surrounding before taking a sigh of relief. It was a nightmare, again! But what's the gurantee it won't be a nightmare the next time? She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. ••••••••••

"Dad, there are a few things that a teenage girl is supposed to hide from her parents. It's a rule. Read the rule book." I told him seriously. "Okay... So, does this friend of yours have a name?" He asked. "Daddy!" I exclaimed. "A father is supposed to know the name and addresses of all the boys his daughter ever thinks about. It's a rule. Read the rule book, missy!" He shot back. "But you're not supposed to know about the older, bad boys your daughter thinks about." I smirked at him, crossing my arms. I mean, he is older than me... Well played, Liv! "It's Hunter Kingston, isn't it?" Dad asked with a deadpan look. My smirk dropped much like my hands that dropped down like noodles by my side. "Yes." I answered sheepishly. "He's the only older, bad boy you can talk to." Dad chuckled. ❣💕❣💕❣💕❣ Do you remember who your childhood friends were? Probably. Probably not. Well, Olivia does. They were a close-knit group of four. Then they were a group of three. Then two. And finally, the group no longer existed... Olivia, Ryan, Kaylee and Hunter were the closest of friends till the end of middle school. But like always, high school changed everything. But what happens when Olivia decides to act upon her crush on her ex-best friend, Ryan? Will it reveal the secrets of the past or will it just lead to more trouble and distance between these four? Read on to find out...

"Kiss me," he ordered, not taking his eyes off of her. "Why? Is she coming this way?" Kelsey asked, trying to look behind him but his warm, big hands caught her face and he leaned into her. "Yes, now kiss me." And she did. As he leaned in, she rose to the balls of her feet to accommodate the discrepancies in their heights and their lips met. He ravished her lips, pinning her against the locker and deepening their kiss. Her eyes widened and she tried pushing him away. They had a deal and kissing her the way he did was not part of it. The next second he pulled away, a mischievous smirk was on his face. "She was not coming. I lied." He gave her one last look before walking away. * * * The day Kelsey's world collapsed, she knew she'd do what it took to get over the humiliation, even if that meant she had to blackmail the notorious boy, Flynn Ascott. The day his biological mother stepped into his school and begged him to give his family a chance, Flynn knew his life was about to change for good. He just did not realize that it would involve a five-foot-two strawberry blonde with a head as stubborn as a stone. Could two broken people heal each other? * * * This is the story of Flynn aka Tyler Vincent's twin brother who was given away and raised by the famous Ascott family? Part of "The Bad Nerd Boy" Series. You can check out Tyler's completed story "The Bad Nerd Boy" here in GoodNovel.

For six years, my stepbrother Draven, the heir to a mafia family, and I have been in a secret relationship. Every night, his hands would trace every curve of my body with desperate hunger. The way he would look at me in those intimate moments made me believe I was the only woman who could ignite such passion in him. Until a month ago, when I found out I was pregnant. The day before Valentine's Day, I snuck into his study, planning to surprise him. Through the crack in the door, I heard him talking to Nico, the family's consigliere. "Aren't you tired of your little stepsister, Jasmine? The engagement is right around the corner. You haven't actually fallen for her, have you?" A cruel smirk played on his lips. "Fall for her? She was an easy target who fell right into my lap. It would've been a waste not to take a bite." "Her mother drove mine to an early grave. These six years have been her penance. And she's deserved every moment of it." "Besides, I've said it before. My wife will be Bianca Tyler, and no one else." "Marrying her secures the Tyler family's port smuggling routes. That's all that matters." So, what I thought was love was nothing more than an elaborate act of revenge. Every one of his embraces was a calculated lie. Fine. It was time for me and our unborn baby to disappear from his world completely.

“I was fighting for my life and you were screwing my nurse?" I yelled, staring at them in disgust, “I am your mate. I gave you an heir, yet you got her pregnant.” I was going insane watching her big bump and a smirk on her lips. “Phoenix! You cannot blame me entirely,” Aramis repeated himself like a broken record. How dare he blame me for his actions? How dare he fuck my nurse and got her pregnant? Heck! I have seen her walk around in my crown. “I am leaving with my kids.” That’s when my decision made him let out a gasp and stare at me with teary eyes. He can now cry all he wants; I have made my decision. He will not see me or our kids again. .. Unloved and untrusted by her family, Phoenix endeavored to become the best warrior there is to protect herself and her pack. Only to have everything stripped away from her. Losing her mate, her father, and then her wolf. She lost everything and found herself caged by her second change mate, Alpha King Aramis. Just when a hope sparkled, her mate impregnated her nurse. Like her name, will she be able to burn and rise from the ashes or lose herself forever in the hatred of Alpha King Aramis? Will the ruthless Alpha King ever change and Phoenix as his mate? Follow on their journey to find out.

Trigger Warning!! This book is very dark, containing torture and abuse, read at your own risk!! "Take off your clothes Brie! You can't run from me! I'll always catch you, little mouse." His menacing voice rang out. I was already caged between him and the wall, there was nowhere left to run. He caught my wrists in a strong grip, until I cried out from the pain. "Please I'm not ready! I need some more time" I sobbed, my whole body shaking badly,I was willing to do anything to reach out to whatever little humanity he has left. His eyes were cold. Merciless. He was going to hurt me, I knew it. "But you were ready to run away with that bastard, weren't you? " The smirk on his face as he taunted me betrayed the icy rage that simmered in his eyes. "You belong to me, Brie! I'm your husband! And I won't be denied of my rights, Refuse me again, I dare you to Brie!" He hissed, his grey eyes simmering with hot fury. What happens when Gabriella Thorne gets forced into an arranged marriage with Lucian Castiel. He is Cold. Brutal. He gets anything he wants. What happens when he's determined to TAINT Gabrielle's innocence with his darkness. Is there a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel, or would she be forever tainted by his Psychotic Obsession?

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish. But they forgot one thing: Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered: “She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.” Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name. And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash. But enemies stir in silence. Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open. Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel. And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence: The gods will end. She will not. And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers: “The Flame That Walks Returns. Let the gods burn first.”