Novel & Cerita Behind The Smile Book

‎ ‎River smiled. ‎And this time, it wasn’t teasing. ‎ ‎It was victorious. ‎

To anyone else, it looked like a perfectly pleasant smile. But it didn’t feel pleasant. There was something about it… Something that made the tiny hairs at the back of my neck stand on end. It was hard to explain. And I couldn’t shake the feeling off that whatever lay behind that smile wasn’t anything good.

Because standing in front of it, blocking the path forward, Was the thing that had roared. Its smile was slow. And full of teeth.

Seeing my reluctance, Grace hit my shoulder playfully. “Come on girl. We're not bad girls." She teased. I smiled. “I don't know of other ways to classify a bad girl but I know a good girl doesn't smoke. Only a bad one does." I said smoothly, getting carefree with them. Grace smiled and sat on the bed, the cigar clipped between her fingers. “You know..I was once like you...Innocent, gentle and harmless but.. we all have our past stories. Stories about how our past affects our current life situations.." She said and smoked out the cigar again.

But seeing their rowdy behaviour, I was getting pissed off. They will take care of me? Soon ,they will see who will take care of who. I pasted a smile on my face and the rogue in front of me literally drooled as he straightened up. He puffed his chest with pride when he saw my smile, as if he thought I was welcoming his advances. If he even had an ounce of sense, he should have recognised that my smile was not one of a woman who was content with his attention, but one that of a hunter toying with its prey…

When he compared the two he froze and his eyes widened a little. “It matches!!!” he said in this quiet voice. “Really” “Yes. It’s the same pattern. Almost exact.” He sat up slowly and then did something that caught me off guard. He smiled. Not the usual small smile. This one was bright and warm and made him look younger. Almost like he dropped all the heavy things he carried every day. I just stared at him because I had never seen him smile like that. It made my chest feel full. “This might help us!” he said. “This book and my old library. We should go back. Maybe there is more there. Something that explains what this is.”

I can feel the satisfaction through my vein at the moment. "Why are you so eager to become an adult,huh. Once you become an adult, you need to decide for yourself. You also need to find job or else people will judge you. There's nothing exciting in being an adult, you know..." "It's not because of that," "Then what?" His face suddenly turn red. He's also avoiding my eyes and he's smiling. Oh my god, I think I know what's happening. "Wait... don't tell me--" "Look!We are here! Let's go sister, time to depart,"He didn't let me speak anymore. He suddenly dragged me outside and I suddenly saw familiar girl running towards us. I looked at Ken once again and looked back at Noni.

Don't show even a flicker of uncertainty. Instead, I smile. The smile of a predator who's just spotted wounded prey. The smile of someone who knows exactly how this game will end.

ELLA Something behind his gaze shifted, something dangerous and unreadable. He smiled. It was the worst thing he could've done. It wasn't a kind smile. It was hard, cruel, and cold. It was the kind of smile someone gives right before pulling the trigger. He ran his tongue over his teeth but didn't say a word to me. He turned toward the door, unlocked it, and opened it just wide enough to speak to someone outside. I couldn't see who.

She still wanted to know which house before entering any unfamiliar place, even if it was only the pantry, the schoolroom annex, or the borrowed van they used for the drive to the seaside clinic where the nurse knew better than to speak softly on purpose. Progress had not been graceful. Good. Grace had served the old system too well. The children who came after the first three brought their own maps with them. Jonas carried a cracked green marble in his pocket and touched it three times before sleeping. Althea needed one chair in every room angled toward the exit or she could not eat. Micah built towers that leaned and then sat beside them without correcting the tilt, as though proving to hi