Tony Stark Smile Novels & Stories

In the fifth year after my death, my wife, Yuna Lane, visited my apartment once more. She wanted me to take the blame for her childhood sweetheart's corporate fraud crimes. "Finn, Joe is going to be elected the chairman of the Trade Association. He can't afford any blemish to his reputation. Will you only be satisfied by thoroughly ruining him? "It's only two more years in prison! Joe said he'll give you a job once you're released. Stop being so ungrateful!" Her screams and shouts startled my neighbors. … When she banged on the door once more, the woman who lived across from me finally stepped out into the hallway. "Miss, stop banging on the door. He died long ago." "He's dead?" The woman sighed. "Yes. I hear it goes back to that fraud case years ago. The victim's family wasn't happy with the sentence, so as soon as Finn was released, they had him run over and killed.” My wife's face turned stark white upon hearing the truth. However, barely a few seconds passed before she let out a cold scoff, confident this was all just a scheme of mine. "Great. He's willing to fake his death just so he can get out of helping Joe. Does he really think I'm helpless and powerless against his schemes? Tell him that his parents are dead meat if he doesn't show up in three days!" She then violently kicked the metal grills of my door before strutting away on her high heels. The woman watched her walk away with bloodshot eyes, shaking her head in pity as she muttered under her breath, "Poor guy. His old man died soon after hearing of his death..."

“Maybe I'll come back later. I'm sorry,” I said, tension strangling my voice. “No, please. Stay!” He said in a calm tone. I looked at him hysterically, and, like he had just recognised his own nudity, he smiled confidently. “I'll just put on something if you're uncomfortable.” “Uncomfortable?” I scoffed, trying to sound assuring. “No, I'm not uncomfortable. I've seen a lot of naked boys.” He shot a glance at me, sending a thrill running down my chest. “Boys?” He asked, closing the distance between us. He grabbed my left hand and placed it on his hard breast, his heart beating steady, a stark contrast to mine, which raced like an antelope running from a predator in a jungle. “Well… I've seen a lot of naked boys, but not a naked man…” I whispered softly, gazing and feeling lost in his starry eyes. ******************* Reina Grayson, the wolf-less Alpha's daughter, harbours a dangerous secret: she possesses a silver wolf. If her Pack discovers, she’ll be killed. When Alpha Van Killian, whom she was forced to marry, rejects her for her step-sister, Reina is poisoned and dies. Gifted a second chance by the Moon Goddess, she is reborn as Narah Smith. On her eighteenth birthday, she uncovers her true identity, but she had lost her wolf. She returns to her hometown, now living among her enemies as a common maid. As she navigates her past, she forms a bond with Alpha Van, who believes she’s his second chance mate despite being married to her step-sister. But with a vengeful heart and a determination to uncover the mysteries of her death, Narah must choose: embrace her fated mate or accept Alpha Zander’s proposal? Can she seek revenge on those who wronged her, or will she remain forever in the shadows?

It had been five years since my mate Ethan Blackwood secretly marked me. Then his brother, the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack, died in the territorial war. To become the next Alpha of Shadow Moon, Ethan inherited everything his deceased brother left behind. Including his widowed sister-in-law, Victoria. After every time Ethan shared Victoria's bed, he would hold me close and whisper reassurances: "Autumn, just wait a little longer. Once Victoria gets pregnant, we'll have our Mating Ceremony!" This was the pack's only requirement for him to inherit the Alpha position. In the six months since returning to Shadow Moon territory, Ethan had gone to Victoria's chambers countless times. From once a month in the beginning, to now almost every other day. Finally, after countless nights of sitting alone until dawn, news came that Victoria was pregnant. But along with this announcement came another—Ethan and Victoria would be holding their Mating Ceremony. "Mommy, is someone having a Mating Ceremony here?" my daughter asked. I looked around at the stark contrast to our sparse living quarters. The main hall was filled with flowers and balloons. People bustled about outside, everyone joyfully preparing for their Mating Ceremony. I pulled my innocent daughter into my arms: "Yes, sweetheart. Your father is having a Mating Ceremony with someone he loves, which means it's time for us to leave." Ethan didn't know that we wolves of the Silver Crescent Pack never cared about so-called Mating Ceremonies. In Silver Crescent, female wolves were revered. My mother was the current Alpha, and I only needed to bear an heir to the pack to inherit her position. I dialed a number I hadn't called in five years: "Mother, I already have an heir now. I'm ready to come home and claim your Alpha position."

I am not my parents' biological son. When they find their son and bring him back, he looks skinny and malnourished. My parents feel sorry for him, so they offer him compensation. But Kenneth Lawson says, "I am your son. If you are going to compensate me, then give me the company." My family persuades me by saying, "You are not related by blood after all. You should return the position to him." With a smile, I hand everything over to him. The next day, the company's biggest client, core technical team, and all distributors announce that they will only work with me. My parents panic and rush to beg me. I fold my arms and say, "Tell your biological son to come and beg me—the employee—to go back."

Michel Adnan Raihan, a man of British-Indonesian, who has many mysteries in his personal life. Nobody knew that he was the biggest mobster in France and the owner of the world's first largest company. "Are you happy to see her smile like that?" "Yes, I really like it. When she smiled, making the new life inside me return to its original state, Edwin. I don't care about people who like her, she is mine. It will stay like that until I die later. No one can take it from my hand. " "What if the enemy finds out about this?" "My principle is kill. No one in this world can take it from me. Moreover, to make him hurt and cry in front of me, I will never hesitate to kill him with my own hands. "

{Novella) He's a famous Boxer in the nation, not only for his captivating talent but also for his good looks. He's one of the highest-earning sportsmen in the world. People might think he has a perfect life but he isn't happy in his life. He was hurt by someone he loved crazily. She's an optimistic young woman who never puts down her smile because her job demands it. She lives alone with her five-year-old son. Though her world is too small she painted it with all her favorite colors after all those heartbreaks that she has seen in her past. But what happens when she meets her heartbreak again and how she's going to confront her past?

His eyes held desire as he gazed at me. Out of nervousness, I turned to look at my sisters. They all had a glare on their faces. My father had a fake smile on his face, while my mother had a disappointed look. He stared at me for a while, until he finally spoke. "I want you" my heart stopped. "To strip" he completed. I was dumbstruck. ****** During a selection event, Hattie Stalin was choosen by Javier, who was a brutal, scary, and coldhearted, popularly known as the mad prince. She had heard of the four tales of the mad prince which she thought were merely fabricated story, but little does she know that some of those story are true...... Join her love adventure with the mad prince. Mind you it will gets crazy along the way....

Fatima Jane Robles, whenever she's with people, she only shows them her faked and staged smiles. She was running away from the past, but the past kept on hunting her. She was silently battling all her struggles alone. Her smiles may be faked and staged because of a different level of pain she felt, she still managed to feel real happiness because of the one man named Vishnu Lloyd Conception. Whenever the both of them were together, enjoying each other's company, especially in bed, she always gives him her genuine smiles. And, her smile never fails to caught him off guard. And as the saying goes, 'love comes in so many ways'. Until one day, she just realised that she already had fallen for him. But the thing is, it was too late.

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the process. She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger. However, things go wrong on a mission and she ends up encountering Kane King; a tall, brooding and handsome man with a killer smile who keeps making her break her own rules. Ironic, considering the first rule is to uphold those rules no matter what.

Nathaniel Reid had always despised being bound by our engagement. To spite me, he recklessly raced cars and caused trouble, indulging in all sorts of reckless behavior. And every time, I cleaned up his mess. Then, a girl named Joanna Smith appeared in his life. On the night of my birthday banquet, he scoured the entire city for a simple breakfast wrap for her and never even bothered to show up. I had already prepared for this moment. That night, I approached my family and asked to change the engagement. "It didn’t have to be Nathaniel." I thought of the distant, composed man from my dreams—the one who had always hidden his quiet, unwavering love for me. A smile flickered across my lips as I said softly, "Didn’t he still have an uncle?"