Empty Smiles Novels & Stories

His dangerous and empty green emerald eyes looked down on me as he spoke in a cold, smoky voice that sent shivers down my spine. "Who are you?" • • • •

_________________________ Lily's POV: _________________________ I was floating in the skies, the bed I was in was so soft and it has my favorite flavor. I slowly opened my eyes it was blurry at first, but it got clearer. My eyes widened at who I saw next to me. Jack. "Ah, you're awake. Good morning."

The Empty House The town was silent. Too silent. Elena hated it immediately. Most towns had sounds. Dogs barking. People talking. Cars moving. Something. Anything. This place had nothing. Just empty streets. Dark windows. And the cold wind moving through abandoned buildings. Then another pulse rolled across the sky. BOOOOOOOOM. The golden crack flashed. For a moment, the entire town glowed. Then darkness returned. Elena tightened her coat. Something about this place felt wrong.

James cried. "No, please, I have a fami-" Bang! Lorenzo smirked. Let the games begin.

"You said if I ever made you angry or we had a fight, I could use this coupon." Tears welled up in his eyes. "Don't be mad at me, okay?" Silence felt like a heavy stone pressing on my chest. Sadness mixed with memories flooded my heart. We both knew that promises only mattered when we were in love. I remained silent, and his hand holding the coupon trembled slightly. He let out a bitter laugh and lowered his head. "It's okay. You're right to be angry." Then he took out the second card, which read, [Make Up Coupon.]

🩷 ✨ The office was empty, cloaked in silence, except for the soft hum of Preeti’s laptop and the faint tapping of keys under her tired fingers. Everyone else had gone home hours ago, but she was still there, determined to finish the work she had started. Her shoulders were tense, her eyes red from staring at the screen, and her breathing slow, almost weary.

"Hello, we've detected unusually high spending on your account. Some transactions are currently in a pre-authorized state and have not yet officially settled. May I confirm if these were made by you?" My tone was apathetic. "No. Freeze all accounts under my name immediately." … Early the next morning, the Crosses slipped away without so much as a goodbye, avoiding me as if they were dodging trouble. Even though I had been unwell and suffering from dizziness the night before, not a single wolf bothered to check on me. I slept fitfully the entire day, and when I finally woke up, my whole body still felt incredibly weak. My phone kept buzzing with notifications as Rita kept posting updates on I

The morning after the truth, I wake up alone. Ethan's side of the bed is cold. Empty. His pillow is untouched. The sheets are smooth, like he never even lay down. Like he spent the entire night walking, thinking, pacing, wrestling with demons I couldn't see. The room feels hollow without him. The silence is deafening. The emptiness is suffocating. The absence is unbearable.

Reality fades. Minutes pass. My eyes open filled with cold emptiness. I feel nothing. I’m ready.

“Strong One’s new rule: We don’t cover cracks. We name them. Then we live with them.” _4:00 PM_ Silence again. But different. House silence. The silence of people who don’t need noise to feel safe. Elma made coffee. Strong. Black. No sugar. She handed cups to Nathan and Destiny. Kept one for herself. Set a third cup on the empty chair. For Linda. “They’ll say I’m dramatic,” Elma said. “Writing on walls. Talking to an empty chair.” Nathan picked up the cup for Linda, took a sip, set it back down. “Then let them talk. Tough houses have empty chairs for people who can’t be there. Linda’s here in the cup.”