Enigmatic Smile Novels & Stories

Unbreakable. He crafted a smile with the same precision his mother applied her makeup—each muscle carefully arranged, nothing too genuine, nothing that might crack. Light. Agreeable. The kind of expression that made people think he was listening when really he was somewhere else entirely, somewhere silver-haired and far out of reach now. He was ready. Or so he thought. Hidi's smile bloomed across her face like spring after endless winter, bright and guileless as she lifted her teacup with both hands, cradling it like something precious.

"Although you seldom smile, I know what things make you smile." "Really?" He raised his thick eyebrows. "Tell me." "When you tease someone, you smile. When you play a trick on someone, you smile. When you make a fool of someone, you smile an evil smile. When you are unhappy, you sneer coldly with your mouth closed, and..." Hazel trailed off and her eyelids flickered. When he looked at her like this, he smiled. His smile was real and very gentle.

“ETHAAAAAAAAN!” He smiles. A soft, tiny, beautifully smug smile. And I know. I KNOW. I’m doomed. Completely. Utterly. Hopelessly doomed.

He bits them, swiftly surpressing the smile. I tilt my head to the sides. "Is that a smile I see, Desmond Smith?" "Why won't I, Monique Saints?" He finally let's the smile take over his face and damn this man is beautiful... You know when a man is too fine, handsome is strong even to describe him. "You're a natural entertainer..." Is he talking? Because I'm still trying to figure how he pulls off this smile that gives him a very hot and beautiful look. Smiling should be ab offence on Desmond Smith. I mean, he could literally just break hearts and end relationships with a single smile.

Any person, whether he knows it or not. He didn’t smile. His smile is exclusively mine only. I giggle in my mind. But, as he said. She smiles at the people who matter to her. But if not. He didn’t want to smile. He likes poker faces a lot. I just sighed. Adelaine POV

At least not now. And if anyone was to ever ask me, I believe I am perfect. But my smile... It bothers me. It is a replica of my father's smile. And everything about him I find at fault... Especially when it is found in me. The silence that had befallen us made me feel non-existent ants crawling up my body. So, I took steps forward, ready to escape the room but my arm got held back. "When I look at your smile, I don't see a donkey's smile. And trust me, I love looking at donkeys smiles. Like the one in the movie Shrek... What is its name again?"

She smiled, "Bring him back." She was right in a way. I am in...control. I have reasons, people to keep me guarded and in control. She is right. At the realization, I couldn't help but smile. Every once in a while, smile. "Yeah, that's the smile that I like," Emma commented, amused and thrilled for what the following days hold. My eyebrow raised, "Why is everyone obsessed with my smile, today?" Her smile only widened and she pointed at my face, "No, this one is different, it's wicked, it's exactly what we need to destroy him."

Jones muffled, chuckling intermittently. He let out a smile again flashing his tobacco stained teeth(I really messed up in his storyline). I let a small chuckle as his smile reminded me of an emoji, the emoji's smile had all 36s showing in a funny manner. P.S: let's be reminded that the colour of his teeth and that of the cute smiley emoji can in no way,come into mind at this comparison, that subject is significantly abrogated from this context as we limelight the focus; the similarity between both smiles.

She took the drink with a smile and takes a sip. He relaxed his hands in his pocket, and scoots closer to her, heaving a sigh. “Enjoying?” he asked. Her eyes follow his face. “I can’t say I am enjoying completely. But thanks for asking anyway.” “Why do you pretend to be fake when you aren’t? why smiling when you can’t smile from inside?”. “And who said I am not smiling from inside? You are wrong about it. I am not sad about anything. Not now anyway.” She drank the whole win in one sip.

Instead, he flashed a thin, enigmatic smile—a smile that looked hungry for a chase. "A very interesting new toy."