Die With A Smile Writer Novels & Stories

When will I get a chance to see his genuine smiles that I am the reason behind? Maybe, the moment I was already laying on the white bed, peacefully sleeping with a cold and lifeless body. Unluckily, I won't see his smile because I can't open my eyes anymore at that time. I chuckled, a pain was so visible as I forcedly smiled as I thought of the reason, maybe that's the truth. He would be so happy to see me lying down and lifeless, wouldn't he? Instead of tears, he'll just stare at me with his victorious smile.

I froze as tears streamed down her cheeks endlessly causing suffering to my heart as well. Why? Why did she stop me? Why? Just why? I don’t get it! I have to do something! She’ll die! I have to get an ambulance! A doctor! Someone!!! As if mom knew what I was thinking, she gently smiled and shook her head again with closed eyes, then looked at me as blood began to cough out of her mouth and whispered the word, “Smile~” And after that she gave me a smile. A smile where blood streamed out of her mouth, dying her teeth and lips a beautiful shade of red. The puddle forming around her was equally pretty, a glossy crimson, yet it seemed equally ugly.

Jameson stated with a smile. Diego lips slowly curled up to a dark smirk.

Harry suddenly smiled. Hearing his words I froze in shock but soon the shock disappeared and was replaced by a smile. "You guessed right," I said looking at him. "But do you think it would be easy to kill me," Harry smiled? "I never said it was easy to kill you all I know is that your death is due." "That's nice. I can see you're helping the grim reaper to do his work now," Harry smiled. "No, I just feel the grim reaper should have more souls in his collection and you're the next," I smiled and stood up from the couch.

I smiled against his mouth and he smiled too. (Arghh, writing this scene has me blushing like a sheep. Omg, I love you Jaylen and Diana! Arghhh, I'm cryingggg. You guys, write a comment and tell me how you feel. I spend hours writing this! I love this book so much)

I jumped up and immediately lit up the lighter in my hands only to see that it was him. What are the odds of seeing someone for the second time but only to see him on his death bed? A tear ran down my eyes. I didn’t know where to start. He looked really pale. It’s as if his blood was constantly getting drained. I was crying but he was smiling. What an odd fellow. I used my lighter to light up a lamp nearby. I was able to see his face and he was able to see mine. I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked around me. This man was alone and dying. He’s been all alone his whole life and he’s dying alone with no one to cater for him and yet he was still smiling so genuinely.

“Don’t think, if it brings you pain, it kills me.” Her heart thundered in her chest, a relentless drumbeat that had been there since the morning. Then, unexpectedly, she did something astonishing. A smile graced her heart-shaped lips, lifted in a smile. A smile that lightened the dark recesses of his dark heart, as she erased his name from his own identity and inscribed hers upon him. It was a smile that made him lose track of whether he was in heaven or cradled in the embrace of her arms. She turned like a breeze in his arms and mumbled like a siren. “You have a way with your words, Mr De Luca.”

The more cruel they were, the more justified my revenge would be in the future. I smiled at them coldly and said, "Fine. I'll do it." Ashton looked absolutely delighted when I slowly crouched down. A hint of joy flickered in Grandma's eyes as if she could already see my vitality flowing like a river toward her. My fingers were inches away from the icy water when I kicked the bucket with all my might. The icy water and foul-smelling pants flew through the air before landing on Grandma. A high-pitched scream cut through the air.

It felt just like—death. Meanwhile, my family waited anxiously. Seeing the doctor return, they quickly donned their helmets without hesitation. Somewhere beyond my dying breaths, the machine's cold melody wrenched the last light of my mind back into memories.

Grace's lips trembled, but she still forced herself to speak. "What, you hired someone to scare me? He's already dead. Why would you use something like this to get back at me? Why won't you just let him rest in peace?" When she refused to believe me, I opened the video and showed it to everyone. The footage started playing, showing my son lying in a hospital bed. His face was pale and his breath weak, but he looked alert and in good spirits.