Empty Smiles Novels & Stories

The space inside my chest The one that had always felt like something was there, even when I didn’t understand it It’s empty. Completely. Gone. My stomach tightens slightly, but there’s no sharp ache that follows. No burn. Just a quiet, hollow realization. “Oh,” I whisper. Eric’s eyes sharpen instantly. “What?” I look at him. And I realize something else. I feel… normal. Just… neutral. Like something that should be there is missing, but my body doesn’t know how to react to it. “It’s gone,” I say softly. His expression shifts.

*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*

◇DON POV◇ I never thought I will feel loneliness untill I met her may be it is true no matter how many people are around us we still searches for one person only that person can fulfill the gap in our life her giggles and smiles are completely something different because they're not artificial they're pure with her my day felt energetic and amazing without her I felt whole day as boring her clumsiness and the smile she have when I scolds her she is really crazy lamb I returned to home after work I'm working on a special item for sometime I went into lawn and looked at the blank sky

Justine's eyes crinkled with worry, seeing how lost in thoughts her friend was. Drawing in another deep breath, and shutting her eyes deep for a few seconds, Jasmine's fingers began to tap absently against the table, with a quiet, restless rhythm. She opened her eyes again and looked down at Justine, as if debating on where to start. Finally, she sighed, as she whispered, “I don’t know,” She gave a small shrug, almost self-conscious, “I just… feel off tonight.” As if thinking deeply about it again, words about how she truly felt flowed from her lips, “It is just a feeling when you are surrounded by beautiful things, good company, good food, and yet….” She exhaled, shaking her head. “You stil

_________________________ 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.

🩷 ✨ 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

“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.”

She'd been expecting him and now that he'd showed up, everything was going to be cleared off. “How're you today, Miss Manor?” He asked, his dark eyes screwing her body all over. There's something about that body, that he couldn't lay his fingers on. Meanwhile in the hotel, Larry Freeman welcomed his guest and offered her a drink. But politely, the woman declined. She said she will not be drinking with her clients until her work calls for a celebration. “Fine, I'm glad you're here, Jasmine. I've waited to have this meeting for a long time now..” Larry Freeman began.