Devilish Smile Novels & Stories

HE satisfyingly condemned as he slowly reaches HIS hand towards him with an eerily smile, yet a taunting warning as it marks a twisted smile unto its face and with a devilish thought he hears, for it whispers. ‘I’ll play, I’ll definitely am, but for a while. Taking this deal as a price is small for a sacrifice, to know my enemy I need to be closer. To this game as I am, but a prey, I’ll move up and become you, and all until I hold what I deeply desire.’ Towards him that no one can keep a secret or even tries to. He replies with a façade and a devilish smile marking his hollow face and mask of a being, as it reaches its hand towards him.

“You came asking the Devil for a favor.” His lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “You don’t get to make the rules anymore.”

he whispered, voice low, dark, teasing. Her fingers slid over his chest, tracing the ridges of muscle as she closed the last inch between them, lips brushing his. “If I can’t kill the devil…” she murmured, voice trembling with fire, “then when I take my revenge… you’ll wish for anything but death.” Her eyes locked on his in a promise. “I will make you taste tears of blood, dear devil.”

A demon. But not one loyal to Malik. His eyes glowed the color of spoiled wine. “Pretty human,” he hissed, circling her now that she was trapped in a narrow chamber lined with dark roots and veins pulsing in the walls. “Carrying something you shouldn’t.” Her blood ran cold. He knew. She pushed herself against the wall. “Stay back.” The demon smiled, and it was the kind of smile that belonged to a creature who had touched countless victims and enjoyed every cry they ever made.

"One we'll both enjoy. Underneath me, over me, in the back seat of my car." I felt my stomach tumble. Growling, I reached for the dagger tucked into my belt, slashing it toward him. He leaped away, narrowly missing getting sliced. Instead of looking furious though, there was a gleam in his eyes, heat and laughter. The bastard looked like he was enjoying himself far too much. "Now, agent Torres, aren't you supposed to be nice to the guests?" "Why don't you come closer so I can show you how fucking nice I can be?" I flashed him a smile that was all teeth.

The one still standing between my legs, the one who had his fingers shoved inside me moments ago, the one whose face I thought belonged to the man I trusted. He meets my stare without shame, without a flicker of remorse. Slowly, deliberately, he lifts his hand the one slick with me and slides those same two fingers into his mouth. He sucks them clean, eyes never leaving mine. Then he smiles. It's not a smile that belongs on a human face. It's the kind of smile you'd see in a nightmare. A smile that belongs to the devil. "You're..." My voice is barely a breath. "Atticus?" He grins wider, the malice in his eyes lighting up. "Surprise, doll face."

The intoxicating fragrance seems to be emanated from the garden of flowers "Shook! Quick! Close your eyes! Don't look at the flowers, Run!!!" Audrey was reminded about a specific mystical plant described in their Plant Mysticism book. The description in the book, fits perfectly on what they are experiencing right now, The DEVIL SMILE FLOWER! It was actually a scary existence. It doesn't look harmful, but behind its harmless appearance hides its terrifying ability. The Devil Smile Flower is always in its bud form all year round. It will only bloom once it senses the presence of breath. Upon blooming, it will release a sweet scent but the most crucial detail is that, whoever saw the flower b

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

It was different from all the smiles she had shown Rose in the past. That smile was unrestrained, evil, and triumphant… Like a demon from the depths of hell, shedding its human mask and revealing its true nature at last.

Lucian leaned closer, staring straight into her bulging eyes, and then. A smile bloomed on his lips. It wasn't a human smile. No! It wasn't a normal smile. It was twisted... Empty... Psychopathic. So disturbing that everyone instinctively took a step back.