Novel & Cerita Smiling Dog

As soon as my husband sat at the dining table, he couldn't stop himself from talking. The humiliations of my school days had become his favorite entertainment, served up to his drinking buddies like appetizers. "Back then, she got her clothes torn off in the bathroom, beaten so badly she crawled on the ground like a dog, too terrified to make a sound. If it weren’t for my kindness—" That was it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I told him I wanted a divorce. He laughed it off, utterly unbothered. "Seriously? It’s just a joke! That was ages ago. You’re way too uptight—it’s just for a laugh, right?" For a laugh? Was I the only one with a past? Did he think he was untouchable? Maybe I should tell a few embarrassing stories about his precious childhood sweetheart. Fine. If it’s all about “fun,” I hoped his sweetheart found it equally hilarious when her turn came.

Born to a slave woman in a ware-wolf kingdom of Bolivia with no recorded father, Vivienne grows under the shadow of her mother, best friend and a slave boy named Oliver. Her unnaturally pale skin and pale-grey eyes, almost silver make her a centre of attention to almost every one in the royal palace of Bolivia because she is strange and looks different. From the moment she can walk, she is isolated. Mocked. Bruised by words and hands alike. Alpha Almond Rudieloff, the crown Prince of bolivia, with his friends, treat vivienne less than a dog, like an unwanted toy. Though a slave, Oliver is not ready to let them have their way with her. On many Ocassions, he saves Vivienne from being murdered by Rudieloff. On transformation night however, Vivienne transformations into a strange wolf and the first of it's kind. She also discovers that her mate might be Alpha Almond Rudieloff. Much as she doesnot want to admit it, Rudieloff has felt it too and now is set to claim her.

Transmigrating into a tragic novel was bad enough. Waking up as the "disposable contract wife" of Lucian Gael Santori a cold-blooded CEO with a dangerous streak was a death sentence. In the original story, Gwen Dollyn Vergara meets a gruesome end at the hands of her husband's madness. But Gwen isn't planning on dying twice. Armed with knowledge of the future, she realizes that the only way to survive the "Alpha" is to become his "Master." While rivals like Damian Lillard plot his downfall and her scheming sister Kayla tries to trigger his darkest instincts, Gwen does the unthinkable she stays. She doesn't just avoid his triggers she rewrites them. Now, the man the world fears is the man who kneels at her feet. Lucian is still a monster to his enemies, but to Gwen, he's a loyal protector who has traded his "golden cage" for a leash. "The world calls you a devil, Lucian. But to me? You're just a dog who needs a better hand to lead him."

As a billionaire's daughter, I changed school a lot, for secrecy's sake. I never had the chance to socialize. I had guidelines on how to live my life -- rules made by my dad. I had my own trauma, though no one cared. At seventeen, I had to change -- I guess that's part of growing up. I fell in love. I wish I didn't. Breaking boundaries really is dangerous, I didn't acknowledge that. He had to die cause of my disobedience. Being a public figure sometimes can be a curse. It was for me. Years later, when I thought I'd forgotten him, I met someone else, just like my Damien. I believed it was Damein. Who knows? I had to keep him safe. I'll definitely break boundaries but this time, as a wounded dog who is back for a big fight. I'll fight for my freedom. No matter what it takes.

Although I was the second child in the family, my mother loved me the most. When Dad bought my sister a new dress, she stayed up late knitting a sweater for me. When Grandma took my younger brother out for burgers, she baked me a homemade sponge cake. Until the New Year’s Eve dinner. Dad placed the big chicken drumstick onto my sister’s plate. Grandma immediately stuffed the other one into my brother’s. My mother hurriedly picked the chicken wing from her plate and placed it onto mine, smiling as she said, “I saved this especially for you.” The relatives laughed and teased, “Your family really has a clear division of love. Everyone spoils a different child. What a loving family.” The next second, I suddenly flipped the table. Under everyone’s stunned gaze, I grabbed that chicken wing and shoved it straight into my mother’s mouth.

Charlotte Scott had no interest in money and fame. She married Griffith Wilson out of love. However, their marriage only lasted three years and she became a laughing stock after the divorce. The couple faced each other for the last time at the Courthouse."Take the compensation and get lost from my life. Don't even think about getting back together." Griffith remained indifferent.Charlotte put on her sunglasses and smiled faintly."We are never getting back together. Ever! Whoever comes begging to get back together is no different from a dog!"Was it not great to be a wealthy and attractive single woman?Later on, not only did Charlotte gain success in her career and inherit a fortune worth tens of billions of dollars from the Scott Family, but she had so many men pursuing her that they could line up the street until the end of the block.One night, she received an unexpected call."Hey, Charlotte…""Who is this?""...Woof woof…"

"Married?" I smiled wryly. "Are you referring to that miserable marriage?" All I remember is that marriage is hell-like suffering. Even I can still feel the pain, disappointment, and betrayal Ash Knight inflicted on me. So, why did he have to bring up that fucking marriage when we had been separated for so long. For years I loved him and he threw me away like trash. And he came back and tried to hurt me again. "I can even make her kneel at my feet with just a few sweet words. She is just a woman who is crazy about me even though I have done many things, she will still love me like a loyal female dog," Ash Knight said. I, Freya Loraine, swear revenge on Ash Knight. He is nothing but my ex husband who wants me back.

On my 18th birthday, my triplet brothers adopted a fifteen-year-old orphan girl. To make their newly adopted sister happy, Matthew gave her my coming-of-age gift, Daniel sent away the dog that had grown up with me because she was allergic, and William coldly told me to get out of the house and stop making their little sister upset. I didn't say another word. I just packed my bags and left. They all thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would be back in a few days. My three brothers canceled their busy work schedules to take the orphan girl abroad to relax her nerves. They went to see the Northern Lights in Alaska – the place I had always dreamed of visiting. Many days later, when they returned from their vacation, they suddenly learned that I had volunteered for a twenty-year medical research mission in a remote frontier. I would never be coming home again. That night, they fell apart.

The Devil You Called Grimace. Hunger. Love like a curse. They say some doors open only once. She opened hers with three red candles, a drop of blood, and a whisper. Lonely nights, overdue rent, and a heart too heavy to carry — that’s all it took to call him through. Malik. The man made of smoke, shadow, and everything her prayers forgot to protect her from. He came smiling, with promises sweet as sin — protection, money, revenge. Every favor he gave her tasted like salvation until she realized he was feeding on her, one piece at a time. A memory here. A dream there. Her laughter swallowed whole. Now he’s the warmth in her sheets and the whisper in her nightmares. The devil she named, the lover she can’t unmake. Because Malik wasn’t summoned. He was chosen. And love — the kind that burns red under candlelight — always demands a body to keep it alive.

On Valentine's Day, my boyfriend invited me onto a cruise ship heading for the open sea. “Quinn, just endure it. The Godfather loves blonde, blue-eyed beauties like you. “Once you please him, all my gambling debts will be wiped clean!" At the auction, I was locked inside a golden cage. The starting bid was $3 million. Just as despair drove me to bite my tongue, the bulletproof glass of the most mysterious private box on the second floor exploded outward. The mafia godfather stepped through the shattered glass. Shards crunched beneath his feet, and smoke curled from the muzzle of his gun. He looked exactly like my ex-boyfriend from five years ago. Back then, he was a bodyguard I had once slapped in public and kicked to the curb like an abandoned dog. His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed my chin, smiling with an icy menace. "Sophia, you're not getting away this time."