Smile Inside Crying Outside

Quincy Adams has been dating Nate Thomas for two years when she finds him in bed with her best friend she has practically known all her life. Quincy is a twenty-three-year-old mathematics geek/ also known as the number nerd. She hides her perfect hourglass figure beneath clothes suitable for an old woman with big honey-brown eyes behind big framed glasses and baby blonde hair that she keeps in a tight bun. After crying and mopping around, her sister decides to give her a makeover for Nate’s party. A drunk Quincy is dropped off at the wrong hotel and she meets a sexy Italian man... not knowing that he is Nate's uncle, the two share a night filled with passion but Quincy later finds out that not only was he her ex boyfriend's uncle but her boss as well...

Heather is finally living the time of her life. She has always been a badass. And Mihir knew this before he got married to her. Her financial status was the only thing holding her back from achieving everything she finally wanted. He was the only one who brought her down to her knees. After catching him in a compromising situation with her best friend, she threatens him with a divorce and he finally agrees. She knows Mihir wants her back. She swears she would never go back there. One phone call from him is all it takes to bring her back crying to him. But what does he want from her? More torture? Or he doesn’t just know how to beg her to come back? It's up to her to decide what she wants to do with him.

My sister and I are twins, but my mom never liked me. Once I secured admission to a prestigious university, my mom insisted that I work to finance my sister's college education. However, my sister decided to abandon her college studies during her second year, driven by the desire to marry a man a decade older than her. Things took a dark turn when her boyfriend was involved in a hit-and-run accident. My sister drained my medical treatment funds to keep him out of jail, even if it meant jeopardizing my own well-being. I didn't survive. I woke up again and had a second chance at life on the day when the admission results came out. My sister was crying and pleading, "Sister, can you let me go to college this time?" In this life, I won't give in to her demands.

My husband and his twin brother get into an accident during a test drive. To protect his older brother, my husband is thrown from the car and dies on the spot. Hearing the news of his death, I, four months pregnant, collapse in tears outside the hospital morgue. When I come to, I overhear my sister-in-law, Gloria Quinn’s voice outside the door. "Mason, are you sure Celine won't find out about this?" Mason? Isn't that my husband, who died in the crash? A familiar male voice replies, "Gloria, you're the one I truly love. If I hadn't mistaken Celine for you that drunken night, I'd never have let you end up with Jason. Celine loves me so much and is carrying my child. "If I take on Jason's identity and look after her, I swear she'll never leave me. Then, all her family's money will be ours." I smirk coldly as I listen to their conversation. He cheats on me, yet expects me to keep his child? Since he's already "dead", he's lost everything.

….warning!!!!… this story contains erotic sceneries which might be inappropriate for some readers….. it all started with my mom travelling outside the country to cater for my little brother who was seriously ill. To get me company and Someone who would take care of me, my cousin Leo was invited to stay over. And that’s where everything started turning upside down. Look out for the most interesting erotic story. You wouldn’t definitely want to miss it

Marla is arranged to marry Dean, a mate within her pack. And although he is an honest, kind man, she is already in love with Lucas.Lucas, however, is a wolf outside her pack—making theirs a forbidden, secret love.Marla’s mother tries to convince her that she is lucky. Dean is a good Alpha, and she should be grateful to be with him.But her heart knows the truth.Can Marla grow to love the Alpha? Or will she always truly belong with Lucas?

To the outside world, Emma's life was perfect. She was married to the most powerful man in New York, she was the envy of many ladies, everyone wanted to be in her shoes because she had it all. Or so they thought. What people didn't know was that Emma had been sold off to Jeff as a result of her parents debts, they were the perfect couple outside but secretly, Emma was miserable. A unexpected pregnancy turns Emma's life upside down and when Jeff discovers that the pregnancy isn't his, he goes ahead and divorces her causing Emma to leave New York. Four years later, Emma returned to the city that was both her home and haunted her, now accompanied by her twins. Yet, New York was no longer the sanctuary she had hoped for. Jeff, still powerful and relentless, set his sights on reclaiming her. As if fate itself toyed with her emotions, the father of her children, Sam, reentered her life, bringing with him a second chance at love and happiness. Emma now has to choose between reigniting the flames of her past with Jeff or forging a new path with Sam, Emma faced her most daunting choice yet, one that would redefine not just her future, but the lives of her children as well.

On the Northwind Trail, just before sunrise, my flashlight cut across the inside of the SUV and landed on five lifeless bodies. My hands shook as I dialed 911. "Hello? I'm on Route 296, the Northwind Trail. Everyone in my car… is dead." The operator's voice was calm but quick. "Please confirm your location. Officers are on their way." My words dropped heavy and flat, like stones hitting the ground. "I'm on Route 296, about three miles east of the mountain pass. The plate number is NA318X. Five people inside the car are dead… and I'm the only one alive."

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

A heart, as soft as cloud, goes through so much pain and agony. Any smile that lits up his face, later turns to sorrow. But that life got changed by an angel who took his breath away, who sealed the hole in his heart and gave him the happiness he could ever wish for.