Broly Smiling Novels & Stories

I let out a high-pitched laugh making Brigor slightly irritated. "Tss... Stupid," He said and starts eating his food while I still can't get over. He slips a food inside my mouth to cease me from cackling, but he didn't succeed cause I spilt the food he inserts inside my mouth. "You look like a mentally ill person," I stopped laughing from what he said and brought back my not that usual poker face. My face doesn't lack emotions cause my habit is to smile, unlike Brigor who's usually in his deadpan expression.

Brock "I also hope that we meet someday again" As Lauren was about to walk out of the Gym Brock "Wait" hearing the call Lauren turns around Lauren "Is there something" Brock "Yes I have a question?" Brock "Why do you smell like Nurse Joy?" Hearing this question Lauren gets dumbfounded and now there is an awkward moment of silence for Lauren Lauren "Hahaha, this must be a joke right, how can I smell like nurse Joy, HAHA" Lauren tries to escape the conversation but Brock interrupts again

annoyed I said while throwing them a bad look. “F*ck dude, what happened? Why are you smiling?” Troy asked laughingly. "Wait, let's guess, you had sex with a woman in your dream, am I right?" Bryan asked with a laugh that seemed to be teasing me. "Mad people." I stood up annoyed and then I kicked them but I could still hear their laughters. “Is that true dude? Your having a wet dream the reason why your smiling because lf your day dream?” Troy jokingly said.

My supposed brother. This time he wasn’t smiling.

he shrugged before approaching her. Liana stared at the picture, smiling fondly at the people who smiled. She could see Brye when he was a kid, he has a missing tooth and yet he smiled so big. His parents smiled so wide as well, and so were his brothers. A little chuckle escaped from her lips before noticing that he was already close behind her. She looks up to meet him before smiling, “cute mo dati, anyare?” Liana giggled, making the man look down at her smile. He held her face in his hands, squishing her cheeks gently. “I got hot, I guess” he shrugged with a smirk. Liana raised a brow at him, “yeah, hot-tempered” she rolled her eyes playfully at him before they broke into a fit of small la

He rolled his eyes at me. "I don't feel comfortable hugging you right now." I muttered and he nodded. "Okay." The smile is still on his face. "But I have a condition you have to promise me you would do it." I said.

“You owe me fifty bucks.” What the fuck? These guys were betting on us? I don’t have time to process those questions, though, because instead I’m questioning why the hell Brock looks so salty in response to our news. His eyes darken, his lips twisting into a scowl- and then I see him work to steady his expression and plaster on a lopsided fake smile instead. “Congratulations, guys,” he grits out. “That’s great news, I’m happy for you.”

"Wow! Professor King, is this your little one? So adorable!!" "He's the spitting image of Mr. Guller, so... was Mr. Guller just as cute when he was a kid??" "Come on, the cuteness has to come from our Professor King!" "Hey, little buddy, how old are you now?" Smiley held up one finger and sweetly replied, "I'm Smiley. I'm three years old. Hi there, big brothers and sisters!" "Aw, what a charmer this little one is!"

A smile smeared on my face. Boom!

"You have rather... Nice... Fingers." Brandon watched his eyes widen with shock and disbelief. Fear. "All it takes is one lick of alcohol, buddy." Then he beamed like he'd just been complimented. "S-sir, I swear--" "She's coming," he interrupted, not once breaking eye contact. "Smile." "W-what?" Brandon gritted his teeth. "Smile, motherfucker." He forced a smile on his face a nanosecond before Beth appeared. She saw his smile and beamed right back.