Empty Smiles Novels & Stories

Come alone. Jose stared at the words. His chest felt tight. This was stupid. Camille would notice. She always noticed. But the pull sat in his gut like something he'd swallowed wrong. He typed back one word. *Okay.* The reply came fast. *Don't bring her lies with you. I'll know if you do.* Jose deleted everything. He went back inside and stood in the doorway watching Camille in the bed. Her breathing was too even. Too controlled for someone actually asleep.

she replied in a friendly tone. The man felt at ease and took a seat beside her. They engaged in a lighthearted conversation, and a smile adorned Emine's lips. For some inexplicable reason, she felt comfortable around this man. Aiden observed it all—her smile was breathtaking, a burst of radiant sunshine. It illuminated her face, captivating everyone who saw it. Her lips curved gracefully, revealing a row of dazzling, pearly white teeth. Joy glistened in her eyes, reflecting the warmth of her smile. It was a sight that could melt hearts and bring happiness to the world.

Your obsession will kill you. Georgia (moving closer, voice cold): "Obsession? No, Kiara. This is clear. This is the first time I can see clearly what I need to accomplish. The invitation trembled in her palm, but her voice was firm as steel. "Do you know what I see when I shut my eyes? Anna in white, with a smile on her face. Andrew was delighted to be by her side. And then... I saw it fall apart. Their ideal world is falling apart.

Damien said indifferently. Elijah did not reply and silently enjoyed the scent of smoke, filling his lungs and senses. "Tch! Too bad then, you won't be able to get hold of the evidence." Elijah tsked with a smirk. "So you both are still in touch." Damien clenched his jaw. Elijah laughed. He throw the remaining of his smoked cigarette on white marble floor, and lit another one. After taking a puff Elijah finally loomed at Damien.

Selene walked the celebration areas one last time, touching up last minute details. The cream and gold colors shine brilliantly in the god realm. Everything was absolutely perfect, the only thing missing was the girl. Hopefully she would appear soon, this time it would be different. Selene ran her hand over the linen on the desserts table stacked with everything you could think of. Well, it automatically catered to what the person desired the most at that moment and her cravings for hot chocolate and fruit stuck even after the pregnancy. She grabbed the perfect cup of hot chocolate and finished it quickly; she watched it refill with delight, the automatic refill feature was something she lov

I looked up after sending the message. The comments in the air were blurring, like static on a television with a bad signal. "What's happening? I can't see…" "The story fell apart, so we're being forcefully removed!" "No! I haven't finished reading yet—" The last comment disappeared before it finished scrolling across my vision. All the lights in the room were switched on. I had no choice but to squint against the blinding glare. The music on the huge screen stopped and returned to the karaoke's usual interface.

Leaving little notes with reminders. I never said thank you. Not even once. Now someone else is getting all her gentle smiles. Her warm meals, her unwavering loyalty. And all I’m left with is this emptiness, "What should I do with this emptiness now?"

It's the weekend and three days since I've been breathing the same air with Mr. Smug face. I took a day off from work to arrange myself into my new space. I stacked my sketchbooks on the small shelf by the door, color-coded because order was the only thing keeping my brain from short-circuiting with the awareness of his smug face across the hall. The apartment was quiet, almost peaceful…just the way I like it. Too peaceful. Suddenly I felt a presence followed by Ernest clearing his throat behind me.

*Echoes* My pain My sorrow Reverts back at me Like a house Without a thing. I tried filling it up with Joy And love but darkness still painted them black. Maybe I'm not meant For this; I mean Happiness and Love isn't meant for me. Sadness Darkness Is where I belong and maybe suicide would be the end of me. My thoughts are blank My thinking is blocked Echoes of my empty cobwebbed mind is all I hear. *©Gemini Pride*