Bill Skarsgård Pennywise Smile Novels & Stories

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

I replied to him honestly. “Oh common Sky, I am not giving you my precious company, I am coming with you to check out the hot girls. “Liar” I playfully nudged him. Seriously, he should learn how to take a compliment. As he stood up to his full six feet height, from the couch I saw what’s written on his Shirt *MY ONE SMILE CAN KILL YOU* each word spelt in red and bold! “You bought the wrong shirt, Chris, replace that ‘smile’ with ‘fart’ and you are good to go” I teased.

"I already told you about this and I’ll say it again. Don't smile...Just, don't." "Why?" "It doesn't suit you, your character. I mean, to put it bluntly, you look like a shark when you smile." I flashed him a small smile. My cute, adorable smile. It's really true! There's really nothing wrong with his smile, it's just that he doesn't know how to control his facial muscles. When smiling, he really looked like a shark with those strong sets of pearly white teeth as his whole gums also showed. And adding with his blank eyes, the smile he makes looks like a constipated shark, no, more like an evil scheming shark.

Intentionally threading her tone with suspicion, she drawled, "I didn’t say." That was either the right answer, or he’d skipped dinner and was feeling peckish, because a slow grin spread across his face, revealing sharp, pointed teeth like a piranha. Like a fucking shark. Oh my god, stop smiling. Please stop smiling. You are giving me a nightmare. Chuckling, he nodded again, "Ah, smart lass. You can never be too careful. Well, come on then, let’s get down to business. I've got other shit to do tonight. You know, yeah?"

After a while, he said, “Sergeant Larson, may I inquire if this is Mr. Ares’ idea?” “No.” Joe felt his heart in his throat. Next, he asked, “Is Mr. Ares in Murica?” Zayn chuckled and said, “Director Pennywise, I understand your concern. Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. Adam may not necessarily be a match for me. Alright, I have to go now. It seems that a challenger has come for me, so I need to go deal with that.” Upon saying that, he hung up, leaving the group of men glaring at each other.

She quickly stuffed a twenty dollar bill into his bunny suit pacifying him. "Thanks Mable here's your teeth back!" He gave her a big smile. "You ever got a gummer before? It will change your life." .... Aaaand just like that Paul's smile froze in place, close to ten seconds processing what he had heard. And in the blink of an eye it was gone. "BOSSSS!" Paul took off running like a bat out of hell. PFFFT! Kendra sprayed her drink all over the bar. "Did she really just say what I think she did?"

*winking emoji* My heart sank and I froze. The sender was a girl from his gym, someone I’d seen in his stories wearing tight leggings and a cropped top a few times. I didn’t think much of the relationship before because he posed with everyone, Ryan was friendly, too friendly apparently. I marked the message as unread, and when Ryan stepped out of the shower he smiled at me, wide and devious. “Did you send it, Pennywise?” he asked, his voice sweet as honey whenever he called me by his nickname for me.

His smile was still his smile. That was the worst part. Everything else had changed, the height and the skin and the terrible wrongness of what lived behind his face, but the smile was Marcus Webb's smile, the one she had seen across a hundred crime scenes and bad diner booths and three years of the specific intimacy of people who trusted each other with the worst things they knew. She kept her face still and her hands loose and her weight balanced the way Chen had shown her and waited. "You look good, Sara." His voice was layered and wrong and underneath it was the voice she still heard sometimes in the specific silence of dreams. "The wolf suits you. I always thought it would.”

Hugo grinned, winking at the red-faced lawyer. "I hope you choke on it!" Williams grunted. "Oo, Kinky!" Hugo grinned a pearly smile that dripped with sinister intent, a smile I knew would rival that of the devils. "I will give you something to choke on later, don't you worry! Do you like it soft... or rough!" Tsking, he shook his head.

Penny let out a smile as she sauntered into the office but she stopped in her tracks when she noticed a familiar figure. Are my eyes playing tricks on me now? The figure turned out and I picked up on the scowl and face stiff as granite. “No freaking way!”