Novels by Smile

Sarah found it difficult to sleep that night. She kept tossing and turning, her mind constantly preoccupied with Emily's accident and her upcoming wedding.She tried to distract herself by reading a book, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Emily and the uncertainty of her friend's condition. As the night wore on, Sarah grew more and more anxious, and by the time morning arrived, she was feeling exhausted and emotionally drained.In the early hours of the next morning, her phone rang. It was Olivia, her stylist, reminding her of the wedding and informing her that she would be arriving at 6 a.m to prep her for the big day.She tried to sound cheerful and grateful for the reminder, but her voice came out flat and lifeless. She was in no mood for wedding preparations, and the thought of getting dolled up and putting on a happy face felt like an impossible task.When her stylist arrived, Sarah went through the motions of getting ready, but her heart wasn't in it. She sat numbly as her

Sarah's heart sank as she heard the news. She felt as if the world had stopped spinning. Emily was her best friend, and she was supposed to be the maid of honor at her wedding the next day. She couldn't imagine her wedding day without her best friend by her side. Tears filled her eyes as she tried to process the news."What happened? Is Emily okay?" Sarah asked, her voice trembling."She has been taken to the hospital. We're not sure of the extent of her injuries at the moment. But we have a team of medical professionals doing everything they can for her," the woman on the phone responded.Sarah felt a wave of emotions wash over her. She was supposed to be getting married in just a few hours, and now her best friend was in the hospital. She couldn't believe it was happening. She didn't know what to do or say."Can I talk to her?" Sarah asked, her voice shaking."I'm sorry, Sarah, but at the moment she's unconscious. We'll keep you updated on her condition," the woman said, her voice

Sarah had just left her boss's office when her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was her best friend, Emily. She smiled and answered the call."Hey, Emi," she said, "What's up?""I just wanted to remind you of our last conversation," Emily replied.Sarah sighed. She knew exactly what her friend was talking about. "I know, I know," Sarah said, "And I appreciate your concern. But I've made my decision.""And?" Emily prompted.Sarah took a deep breath. "I'm going through with it. I'm going to marry him."Emily gasped. "What? Are you crazy?"Sarah laughed. "Maybe a little. But hear me out. This is a great opportunity for me. I'll have access to all sorts of information that I wouldn't have otherwise. And besides, the marriage is mostly going to be signing papers. I won't even have to see him that much."Emily sighed. "I don't like it, Sarah. I don't trust this guy.""I know, but it's my decision," Sarah said firmly. "And besides, it's happening in two days. There's

Later that day, Sarah felt a knot in her stomach as she made her way to the news organization's office. She was nervous about the upcoming conversation with her boss, Mr. Stevens. She didn't know how to explain that the person she had been assigned to write a profile on, who was known for his reluctance to speak to the press, was the same person she was getting married to.Sarah knew that her relationship with Daniel was going to be an issue, and she wanted to be upfront with her boss about it. She had a lot to lose if her editor didn't approve of her personal involvement with her subject.As she entered the newsroom, Sarah couldn't help but notice the hushed whispers and curious glances from her colleagues. They knew about her assignment but none of them knew about the current turnout of events and she was grateful for that.Her boss, Mr. Stevens, was a stern, no-nonsense man with a reputation for being tough on his reporters. Sarah had always respected him, but she was afraid of ho

After much deliberation the previous night, Sarah made her decision. She would agree to the contract marriage with Daniel, but on her own terms. She would set strict boundaries and make sure that she was not compromised in any way. She would be in control. Sarah woke up early the next morning, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. Today was the day she was going to meet with Daniel, the arrogant jerk who had proposed a contract marriage to her in exchange for his information. She dressed in a professional outfit, making sure to look her best for the meeting. As she arrived at the towering skyscraper that housed Daniel's office, she felt a knot form in her stomach. Taking a deep breath, she approached the receptionist and announced her name, after which she headed to the elevator that led to his office. As she got out of the elevator she was greeted by Mrs. Stakes who informed her that her boss was waiting for her in his office. Sarah walked into Daniel the Billionaire's offi

Sarah exited Daniel's office, her head spinning with the weight of the proposal he had just offered her. A contract marriage, a deal with the devil himself. She had always known that her job as an investigative journalist would take her down some dark paths, but this was different. This was personal. As she stepped out into the warm afternoon sun, she took a deep breath and tried to clear her mind. She knew that she had to give Daniel an answer within the next 24 hours, but she also knew that she couldn't just jump into this blindly. She needed time to think, to weigh the pros and cons of such an arrangement. As she walked down the bustling New York City street, Sarah couldn't help but think about the potential implications of this deal. If she agreed to marry Daniel, she would gain access to all of his wealth and assets, which would be a huge boon for her upcoming article. But at what cost? She knew that a contract marriage was not a real marriage, and that she would be essentially

Ava had hope that, if she followed Lucas's instructions, she could sneak across to the other side without anyone suspecting anything. At night, she read The Tales of Lunacrest Mountain while holed up in her cabin.Late at night, when the moon is brightest, the young werewolf undergoes its transformation. His ability to change on the night of the full moon becomes fully developed by the time he reaches maturity. During his formative years, he is incapable of conscious thought and experiences an insatiable hunger.The words "insatiable hunger" caught Ava's attention. She felt the chill and shivered.Ava didn't complain when she had to leave the cabin for activities. She did some kayaking and swimming in the lake. She spent her time hiking, making bracelets, and researching edible plants. It appeared as though Tia was still terrified that Ava would explode, so the two avoided each other.Anabelle felt a sense of relief."You've been doing fantastic all week," she added as Ava helped cle

Lucas suggested, "Let's go for a walk."They sneaked down to the lake, dodging hikers and staff, and the horror of what Lucas was trying to tell her seemed a million miles away. They made their way down the boulders to the secluded beach below, where they could walk along the sand without being seen.Prior to Ava's subsequent questioning, Lucas spoke. "So, tell me, where are you from?""The city," she said. "I was born and raised there,""It's obvious to me. You're not an avid nature lover, are you?" He picked up a flat, round rock from the sand and bounced it in his palm as if determining its mass."Not really," Ava said honestly. "But I'm growing fond of it. It's almost like I'm at home here.""Is that really you I hear talking, or..."She lowered her gaze. "I don't know what to believe in any more."He threw the stone across the lake. Four times it bounced off the water's surface before finally sinking. They paused to observe the wave's progress."More books can be found in the ca

That morning, Ava didn't have time to look for Lucas or get any extra sleep. She mumbled her way through the morning meal and the hike. She could hardly keep her eyes open as she made her way through the lunch buffet. She ignored Anabelle as she came to stand by her side."Can you see it?" Asked Anabelle.What exactly? Inquired Ava.“Tofu. I asked for something specific to be done for you." A tiny jar of tofu was present, as promised, next to the salad. It appeared to have been untouched by anyone else. "I also wrote a letter to your parents to let them know what happened with your stuff. You got a care box from mom. Back at the cabin, I placed it on your bed." Anabelle replied and left.Once Anabelle went, Ava grabbed a few pieces of tofu for her meal. She seemed a little giddy. She had been feeling a building hunger for days, and the availability of vegetarian cuisine gave her hope that she may finally be able to put an end to it. It didn't seem like anything else would help, thou

Ava threw up her hand to protect her eyes from the piercing brightness. Evidently, she went to bed without having closed the bedroom curtains. She pulled the covers over her head and rolled over to try to go back to sleep.“Campers! "Go outside!"Campers?It took a while for her memories to come back to her, but once they did, she was able to piece together the entire sequence of events: her mother leaving her at camp, her week in hiding, the horrible dinner, discovering the girls looking through her belongings, and her subsequent flight into the forest.Also, the attack.She gasped and sat up. In the loft, Ava was lying on her little cot, but she had no clue how she had gotten there or how she had managed to survive the beast. "How is that...?"She did a quick self-examination. Both of her limbs were healthy. There were no scars on her stomach or chest (which made her wonder why she had such vivid memories of chest agony). She felt her entire face with her fingers but could find not

Ava sped out of the cabin and past Anabelle, who had just finished arranging the pokers and marshmallows on the table next to the fire. Where are you going?" Anabelle called out. “Ava? Ava!” She dashed off without even checking her direction. Walking back from the cafeteria, she saw a queue of people and knew they might see her tears. What Kim and Tia did to her would be public knowledge. The mocking would only increase in intensity. Ava had to go to the office near the lake, which was shining brightly. There was a tightness in her chest. Whenever she breathed, she wheezed. She reached for her inhaler and made many failed attempts to exhale, finally succeeding after a few minutes. The medicine was quickly ingested by her. Another round of wheezing. A second drag was taken. She gradually regained her breathing capacity. Ava snarled, "I detest them," as she clenched her inhaler in her hand. "They're the worst," she said. The moon was full, and its reflection in the lake was hazy