Crooked Smile Meaning Novels & Stories

Greg notices me looking at them, and he smiles, “What?” I shake my head, “Nothing.” He looks suspicious, “You’re doing that thing.” “What thing?” “The emotional smile.” I gasp, “I do not have an emotional smile.” He nods seriously, “You do.” I narrow my eyes, “You’re lucky you’re hot and attractive.” He looks delighted, “I know.”

“Why were you laughing.” “My teeth weren’t even out.” He pointed out a fact that earned him a scowl from me. I was irritated because he was right. He had only smiled, I wasn’t even sure if what he did could be regarded as a smile ‘cause a corner of his lips had only curved up slightly for less than three seconds but still, that didn’t change the fact that he made jest of me. “So…” I pressed just to let him know that I was still waiting for a reply from him.

I mean unsettling weird. His top teeth were far too perfect. Almost fake looking. The corners of his mouth stretched just a bit too far. It was wide, but not warm. Like someone had told him to smile using an instruction manual written in a language he barely understood. I froze mid-step, unsure whether to laugh or shiver. Because, and I’m not sorry to admit this... They actually looked better when they weren’t smiling. -- The deal had been finalized.

09 | M I C H E L L E ' S T R A U M A *** A smile is one of the millions of things in this world that is mysterious. A smile is a symbol of happiness, and at the same time, it can also be a symbol of covering up sadness. People smile because they feel happy, but that smile can also look torturous. A perfect contradiction. It was this kind of smile that was now clearly visible on Michelle's lips seeing the calm face of her sister who was sleeping beside her. The chin is firm with a few fine hairs around it, the nose is sharp and seems very adonis. His regular breathing gives off a calm atmosphere.

He couldn't help but give a crooked smile as he turned to face the woman and the little girl standing behind him. "Who was she?" The woman's eyes glittered with understanding. "Ah, she is our trump card," Lucas stated with a smirk, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

His cheekbones lifted, forming a beautiful line of smiles on his face. However, none of them was naive enough to be fooled. That smile was the sign of their downfall.

my mom asks, the corners of her mouth lifting into a tiny, cat-like smile. #Cha

Smiles. ~Mmeso Writes