Crooked Smile Book Novels & Stories

Jacob walked behind me, his own eyes cast down, thinking about what lay beneath the mystery of my smile. Smiling gently, lips in a sweet curve, I walked alongside Jacob. My smile was the slow and deliberate kind, a slow smile spreading across my face like a sunrise sweeps across the sky. But Jacob had no idea why I smiled; the satisfaction and control I felt surged through my veins. He looked at me, seeking my eyes for an answer, but I simply continued smiling back in amusement with a glint in my eyes, savoring the moment.

Ashley clears her throat and looks around the table. “Gentleman, would it be too much to ask for you to introduce yourselves?” she says, offering them the brightest smile I have ever seen. They all look around and I can see that some of them are not happy with her attitude, but they do what she asks and she looks each one of them in the eyes while they talk. She greets each one with a handshake and I feel like I am about to explode. Why is she doing this?

Unlocking the door of the cupboard which I stole from the teacher's room I examine the books which are arranged in. A smiles makes its way on my lips when my eyes catches the book which is larger than the others, I could see the papers have turned yellow and brown as most of them were popping out in the thick pages. Getting hold at the edge of the book with my index finger I try to pull it forward slowly making sure that other books doesn't fall over but due to the heaviness I couldn't. Grunting low I pull the book out without giving a thought, my movements pause and my eyes widens looking at the book which is about to loose it's balance, if it falls all the books in that row would collapse

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I pee a lot, and smelling and seeing things that are sensitive to my body makes me puke. "Liam, just leave the poor girl alone." Sydney stepped in and pressed those breasts of hers on Liam's arm. "Come on. The book is a room. So we are going to have loads of fun." Loads of fun, indeed. "Just give me a minute," Liam brushed Sydney off, making her pout. "Lily, are you okay?" I scoffed.

Every time my eyes met his, the smile on his face seemed to grow bigger, till he was full on grinning. “Still can't find the page?” “Everything's still all mixed up. Give me a minute more.” “Righttt.” This time around, he chuckled and I closed the book. “You don't have to search anymore, I've been entertained enough.” “You're an asshole,” I tried to glare but I could not keep the smile off my face. “Your asshole at least.” My heart skipped a beat. The smile on my face fell and the jovial atmosphere in the room seemed to cease. I dropped the book I was reading and cleared my throat as I stood up.

A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest. "I read when I get time" Only thing I read was fire manuals and a daily magazine on how to grill your meat right. Nothing more. "Really? Well I guess we have our man. How about you start us off Mr Cutler?" Claire challenged. I looked at the book's cover. Shameless they called it. More like trying to write porn on pages if anyone asked me. I had frisked the pages. Roughly and every page had a sex scene about the female lead getting stretched and filled with—

“I like that it’s crooked and dark.” He met her eyes and his brightened as he smiled, the twisted triangle on his cheek creasing. “I like your crooked and dark line, too.” “Anyway,” she prompted. He smiled wryly. “Not going to let me off the hook?” “Not now that I’ve got you talking - no.”

“How long are we talking? A dozen books? A hundred?” I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. “Let’s just say it’s enough to last me a few weekends, maybe more.” Liam’s lips curled into a teasing smile. “You’re still a bookworm even after all these years,” he said, shaking his head slightly, as though it was some sort of amusing discovery. “Just because I love to read doesn’t make me a bookworm,” I protested not being able to help my own smile because it was hard not to smile when Liam was smiling. He had this contagious smile, the kind that could probably make even the Grinch crack a grin.

He looks so immune to his skin touching mine while I am almost dying for it. He looks so fine with our skin touching when I’m almost going to breathe my last breath because of the electric sparks in it. Damn! He smiled at me and nodded. “This is a good book. Just so sad for my liking.” He pouted. Oh, dear Lord. What have I done these past few days to see a pouting Kieran Wu right now? I tried to smile normally but I know that my smile came out to be an awkward one. Geez! Everything is very awkward now.