Star Platinum Smile Novels & Stories

“We’re just going to have a bit of a chat.” She exhaled. “I’ll hold you to that.” The woman eyed Calleigh, then as photographers came close to take their picture, put her arm around her, and smiled before giving her an air kiss. “I didn’t realize you and Gabri were still an item, Callie querida.” “We are… A very steady item… querida,” Calleigh replied coldly, then folded her arms as she waited for Gabriel. Clenching his jaw, he looked downstairs over the railing. All of the international party set was here to celebrate Thalía’s twenty-ninth birthday, her third such party, if he recalled correctly.

“That’s impossible… This can’t be hers… There are plenty of hearing aids in the world. This can’t be hers. She’s still waiting for me at home for us to have dinner together. I… I’m going to stop talking to you now… Starling is still waiting for me at home… I have to go have dinner with her.” Then, as if he was possessed, Zach shoved the police away and stumbled back home. “Starling is just mad. Yes. She has always been that way. When she’s mad, she hides from me. That’s okay. She’ll come out after hiding for a while.” Zach even bought a large bouquet of sunflowers while on his way back. Those were my favorite flowers. He seemed to have become calm once more. Then, he shouted to the empty hou

He pointed. I followed the direction of his finger with my eyes and saw the young alpha, who was sitting in one corner of the feast with a scowl on his face, not eating or drinking anything. I felt a retort spring up to my lips but I bit it down. I would keep my father happy in the illusion that he could marry me off, but I'd vowed to myself that I'll never be reduced to that. An alpha's daughter, prussed up like a prize bull and married off to some other alpha.

“Wait—what do you mean by that? Did you think I was bad before?” Emily smirked. “Well… I heard some things.” “Oh no,” he said, feigning offense. “What things?” She leaned in slightly, teasing. “That you’re a playboy. Too many girlfriends left and right. You change them like you change your shirts.” Justin laughed, but his eyes lingered on her face… on the way her smile made her eyes crinkle into narrow crescents. It was the kind of smile that made people feel at ease. The kind that made him want to keep looking.

I asked, curiosity taking the better of me. A mischievous smile appeared on his face as he placed something in my hand. I looked down and gasped in surprise. A premium gold card. My eyes widened. "Richard..." He chuckled. "Go have fun." I stared at the card. "Is this for real?" He nodded. "It's all yours." "You're trusting me with this?" "Not even slightly. But that's the price I have to pay for breaking my promise." I quickly jumped on him. "Oh honey, this is wonderful."

Even with the deafening cheers crashing around him, his expression remained distant, unreadable behind dark sunglasses. The next fan stepped forward—a young woman no older than twenty, clutching a fashion magazine to her chest with trembling hands. "Oh my God..." she whispered, covering her mouth. "I can’t believe I’m actually meeting you. You look… celestial. Like you don’t even belong on Earth." Silver offered the same polished, warm smile he’d perfected over months of performances. "That’s a very generous compliment," he said smoothly. "You’re very beautiful as well." She gasped and fanned herself dramatically. "Thank you! That means so much to me!" She slid the magazine across the table.

Defeated. ---

I looked at the Luna Certification Agreement in my hands and secretly penned Lilith’s name into the mate column. Alexander, since you love her so desperately, I will grant you your wish! Reaching out, I snatched the wolf-fang necklace that symbolized my single status, turned around, and walked away from the sacred altar. There wasn't a single shred of grief in my heart. Instead, an indescribable sense of liberation washed over me!

Cristine doesn't like feeling like a prey when she's with Tristan. "Well, your tone isn't exactly pleasant." "For the time being, I'll take it," Tristan said with a lovely smile. Cristine isn't sure whether he's mocking her, but she can't deny that his smile had her hooked. For the sake of everyone, he should grin less. It also has the potential to trigger a heart attack. For those that are interested. Even if you don't have Tristan's killer smile, smile. If you can't afford to smile, even if it's free, you're the poorest person on the planet, right?

And though she is almost drifting, a sweet and triumphant smile carves her lips. ****😊****