Novel & Cerita Crooked Smile Book

Until… I stopped. My fingers froze on the page. No. That wasn’t right. I went back. Checked the previous page. Then forward again. My brows pulled together. I flipped back. Then forward. Again. No. No, no… That didn’t make sense. There was a gap. Not a small one. Days. Missing. Not skipped. Not forgotten. Gone. My grip tightened on the file. I read the date again. Then the next entry. The jump was too clean. Like nothing had happened in between. But something had. Something big.

The girl who was supposed to be off-limits. Instead of rejection or mockery, a slow smile spread across his face. It wasn’t polite. This was darker, and hungrier, the exact same smile he’d worn the night he ruined me. The corner of his mouth quirked with a mix of amusement and desire, like a predator who had finally cornered what he’d been stalking for a long time.

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Successfully deceiving him was my only way of seeing my pup again soon. I gave him what was supposed to be a coy smile, and since he smiled in return, it must have worked. Why did the Queen of Hell not write a book called Flirting for Dummies as the sequel of her bestselling work, Mates for Dummies? It would really help. Maybe the third book could be Revenge for Dummies. That would surely sell a lot in Hell.

Despite pulling out the ripped pages, the dim light in the room was not enough to read the words on them. Cole took her hand and led her outside. "Well, it's not like we came out empty-handed." The secrets of the Book Of Medical Remedies might have been cracked open a long time ago; however, these pages helped make the book whole again. All day long, Smiley stuck close to Leon like glue. A visitor from a foreign country dropped by. Smiley turned into a little translator, chatting away in another language so well that the visitor could not stop singing his praises. When it was time for Smiley to leave, the folks from the research and development department were sad to see him go. They gave hi

“ Great.” I quickly steady myself, armed with a glare. Rover put his phone back into his pocket and started to walk away. His one-word sarcastic remark is the end of his bargaining. He always has this moment when he knew how to give up arguing with me. I looked at Allistori, and he was raising his eyes at me. He doesn’t seem to be bothered by all of this. If I must take his expression into an account, I could say, he’s entertained. “ You think this is funny?”

So Proserpina moves on to the next row, then the next one, and the next one, on and on until she was literally kneeling like a child on the floor when she finally comes across a book third to the last on the bottom row in between a skinny book and leather bound one; the book was silver-gray, small and light in her hands and the cover seemed to have some sort of glossy material in it as it twinkled when she turned it here and there… ‘Kind of a child’s storybook,’ she noted. The book was almost as big as her palm and seemed to have pages as what one would expect from a novelette. She carefully opens it up to the first page–not wanting to have a repeat of another destroyed book because a destro

I looked up in annoyance only to see Reece smirking down at me mischievously. I reached out to collect the book but he moved it out of my reach. I swallowed my anger, " can I have my book back? Please" I muttered. He gave me an amused smile which showed his faint one-sided dimple. Cute, I thought. Oh my God I did not just think of that.

My free hand moves to my lower region. I bite my lip as I slip a finger through my fold — just to get the feel of it. I almost scream. Damn. Good thing I’m biting that lip. I smirk secretly, thinking that Damion will make a fortune writing books like ‘Cockiness 101’ or ‘Getting Laid For Dummies’. No, wait, ‘The Smile That Drops Panties’. “Sorry, the what?” he chuckles softly, and I curse my freaking mouth for not using its filter again.

His face became a smiley, crooked expression. ‘Isn’t this going to be fun, more than expected?’ he muffled in a lower tone that only he could hear. ⸻