Amity Smiling Novels & Stories

He and Amy dived into more frivolous conversation topics until the food arrived. He was just about to dig into his pancakes when he spotted the sloppy smiley face that had been drawn on them. It seemed that Amy’s stack of pancakes also had a similar drawing as he saw a smile envelope her features. It was either that or she was really happy to be eating pancakes. Felix didn’t know why but for the first time in ages, he felt the corners of his lip pull up in a genuine smile.

Her beautiful smile once again returned to her face and he was happy to see her smiling again. “Yes," he replied with a bright smile. “Also, I won't leave your side from now on. Even if I go back to London, I won't stop you from visiting me." “What! Are you for real?" Amira was a bit shocked, she never expected that. Nevertheless, she was happy…. She was so very happy. Without wasting time, she quickly hugged her brother once again. Ryan chuckled. He's happy to see her happy and he won't ever make her sad again.

“And you look great.” Camellia smiled faintly. “Thanks.” Amy, who trailed behind, gripped the hem of her dress tightly before forcing a bright smile. “Hi, Wills.” His eyes flicked briefly to her. “Oh! Hi… didn’t know you were coming too.” Amy’s smile tightened. “Guess we all needed the same thing….. sunlight.” Her heart sank at how quickly he brushed her off, but she masked it with another smile. “So, where are we headed?” she asked.

“Venn, you did a great job! But to become our neighbor, we need to learn more. Do you remember Amity?" Venn nodded and said, "Yes, of course I know Amity." Elias looked towards the palace and continued: “Amity is a brilliant man. At your age, she has acquired a power that can defeat even the king's elite fifty-man army." Venn and Lily let out a gasp of surprise. Out of nowhere, Amity appeared smiling at her master's praise. It was really rare for her master to praise her in front of others. Amity says: “Master, don't scare him. I'm just an ordinary person."

I'm not sure what she is thinking, so I just keep silently watching her with a half-smile, saying something might chase her the hell away from me. Seeing the uncertainty on my face, she smiles and stretches out her arm to offer me her hand. "My name is Amelia." Damn, Amelia has a great smile. Unlike the other hybrids, who seem devoid of emotion, Amelia ooze charm through her toothy smile alone. She is also beautiful. If she weren't looking at me with hints of terror, I would most definitely pick her up into my arms, and kiss those lush lips of hers, complete the mate-bond. I take her smaller hand in mine, flashing a goofy smile. "Apparently, Ryan."

“Honey. . . " Shamsya looked at Qomar as She roughly wiped the tears streaming down her cheeks. Shamsya ignores the surroundings. She seemed not to think everyone was there and stared at her. Several unclear sentences left her mouth. Many times her aunt failed to calm her down. Qomar nodded. He came and hugged Syamsa tightly. "Bismillah, I will"

the corner of his mouth moved into a smirk. It was almost invisible. Aeryl blinked. "Did you just smile?" "No." "You did." "No." "You absolutely did." Aramisius returned to his paperwork. "I suggest you go to sleep. You're forgetting the rules." Aeryl stared. Then pointed dramatically. "There! Again!" His shoulders tightened suspiciously. "Aeryl Frankfurt." "You smiled." "Aeryl Frankfurt of Furtville." "You did!" His eyes finally lifted, slowly and dangerously. "Aeryl." She immediately sank beneath her blanket.

And real quick. "I promise I will be back soon," she assures Ellen and the kids. Relief floods my entire body and I smile. When we reach outside the house, a smile is still lingering on Amy's face. She looks so lively and happy. I feel very proud that I made a move that led to that beautiful smile. "Are you sure you still want to go home? My offer is not yet expired," I offer. She chuckles. "No, I haven't changed my mind," she says.

“Thank you.” Samuel and Jacob shook hands again. Before Samuel left, he glanced at Amy, who was still crying. Even though she was in tears, Amy’s pretty face was still beautiful to look at. Her black long hair arrayed below her shoulders. The thick eyelashes covered her big eyes. The small pointed nose and pink lips added her innocent beauty.

I ask, glancing around the area resembling a small town with people milling about, the laughter of small children playing in the jets of water that keeps spewing from the ground catches my attention, drawing me in their direction. I stop next to one of the buildings and just watch with a sad smile on my face as they play, laugh, and have fun, not having a worry or care in the world, trying to imagine where Axel and I would be, if he would still be here, if we had grown up in a place like this, in a pack. "Amaris," the sound of Zach calling my name draws my attention away from the children, and back to him and his siblings. Zach and Zara are wearing matching sympathetic smiles, while Zane jus