Empty Smiles Romane & Geschichten

The smoke had cleared, leaving the neutral ground pale and empty, waiting. Silas stood and brushed the dirt from his hands. “Then let’s get to work.”

The glass towers of the financial district loomed like monoliths against the grey morning sky, but none held the same gravity as the Monroe Global building. Xavier Knight stood in the pristine, cavernous lobby, his reflection staring back at him from the polished obsidian floors. The space was dead quiet, a stark contrast to the chaotic media circus he had left behind at the Knight offices. There were no flashing corporate logos, no ostentatious displays of wealth—just raw, minimalist power.

Marcel dropped his cutleries noisily and slammed his fists causing Samantha to flinch. " Are you going to bore me with pleasantries or will you sit and eat!". His voice echoed through the walls of the room.

She leaned in a little too far, tray angled toward Damon, cleavage angled more. Her lips moved. “Would you like anything else, sir?” she asked. I didn’t hear the words exactly—my music was still playing, low—but I saw the way her mouth shaped them. I watched him from the corner of my eye. He didn’t blink. Didn’t look up. Just kept scrolling. “No,” he said flatly. I recognized the tone. Not rude. Not kind. Just… empty. The kind of empty that knew how to burn. She lingered, just a second longer, maybe expecting more. Then straightened and moved on.

No eyes, no nose, no mouth. Just a smooth surface. * "The girl has rejected the story " the Blank Man said. He held up a hand. A glowing red "Delete" sign appeared in the air. "The test is over. Erase the area." "No!" Maya jumped at him. Her hands passed through him like he was made of smoke. * The Blank Man pointed at Benson. "The second character is not needed. Start with him." Benson screamed as his legs began to turn into ink. He reached out for Maya.

I notice Zion didn't touch his food while James just took one bite "Seriously what's wrong with you guys? Why aren't you eating". I point at the food in front of them. James just fake a smile I know there is something bothering him, he's not a quite one, before I could talk to Zion he clench his fist on the table and stood up, anger evident on his face, he just left without saying anything what's wrong with him this time. Zion We are sited at a restaurant waiting for the waiter to bring our food when I heard a beep on my phone I thought the message is from Ben because we've been chatting since but its from an unknown number

I taste nothing. Everything turns to cardboard in my mouth, texture without flavor, sustenance without satisfaction. I scroll through my phone without reading anything, the words swimming past my eyes like fish in murky water. My thumb hovers over seventeen messages from Thomas, each one a little more concerned than the last as the silence between us stretches into something he can't ignore. Three missed calls from a number I don't recognize. A string of fire emojis from Americus in the group chat, celebrating something I should care about but can't bring myself to investigate.

Aditya was about to cut the cake when Mehak stopped him "First make a wish! Mumma always says that whatever we wish on our birthday, it always comes true. So close your eyes and make a wish." Aditya never believed in all these but he doesn't know why he wasn't able to deny Mehak? Aditya closes his eyes and thinks "I have everything in my life but no peace. When and where will I find my peace?" Saying this he opened his eyes and Infront of him Zoya was standing there in a lemon frock. Aditya looked at her shockingly…

He filled and delivered the glasses, keeping the last for Silvia, to look straight into her eyes with one of his mischievous smiles. “There you are, woman,” he said, sliding his arm around her waist. “Missed me?” Sean, Jo and Tom stepped a little to the side, like pushed by that energy field that seemed to activate whenever the other two got closer to each other. “I think I need some tagging, y’know?” Jim said. “Hashtagging? I’m afraid I’m getting you a lot of that, and not exactly the kind you like.” “I mean something to help slow people understand I’m not available anymore.”

Deep brown ones that seemed to hold all the answers I wanted. He was beautiful. I smiled and opened my blanket, inviting him in. Ethan arched an eyebrow, and I foolishly tried to imitate his gesture, which came out more like a grimace. He smiled at my pathetic attempt and finally came over to join me. He smelled of clean clothes and male deodorant. “I guess I'm no good at being queen of silence... Or anything” I shrugged, trying to detach myself from what was haunting me. “So that's the reason... I knew you wouldn't wake up so early for nothing...” He clarified.