Empty Smiles Novels & Stories

The unfiltered Eden smiled for real. “Only if we agree to never simplify it.” They all nodded. Together, they wrote: hollowbright. adj. – The feeling of quiet bigness that makes you reach for someone not because you’re afraid… but because you’re still soft inside it. The Archive would later classify it as: “Emotive Lexicon Entry 001: Eden Dialect.” But in that room, it wasn’t language. It was belonging. The console chirped once. Then again. Nova frowned.

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.

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.

After a long moment, I spoke again. "I should feel something. Relief. Satisfaction. Even sadness. But I don't. I just feel—" I searched for the word. "Empty." "That's not nothing." "No?" "No." He turned to look at me. "Empty means you've cleared out everything that was filling the space. The fear. The anger. The hope. Now you get to choose what comes next." I stared at him. "You always know what to say." "I don't. I just say what I think. You decide what it means."

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

Sky I feel empty, not sad, not angry, not frustarted, it is just like someone took my heart away and closed my chest and told me to live like that I know many people had and even currently be fantasying something like that, but let me tell you it is no roses or does it makes matters better, cause the emptiness I feel is like something inside me was ripped out and never replaced, I wasn’t given no peace I haven’t spoken to Ace since that day.