Exo Smile On My Face Novels & Stories

Her matter-of-fact tone couldn't disguise the pride shining in her eyes, and I could tell she was thrilled with her project. "I'm impressed," I said sincerely, and Roxy's face lit up with a radiant smile. But her smile had an unexpected effect. Axel let out a loud, earsplitting howl within my mind. I winced, trying to rein him in, but he was beyond consolation. I'm sure I looked like a lunatic, mentally struggling to keep Axel under control as he continued to wail in response to Roxy's smile.

Syd with a smile on his face had a twitch on his right eyebrow. “I see. Babe, did you tell her already?” Syd faced Janessa. There is a wide smile on Janessa's face and hugged Syd rubbing his mounds in Syd’s arms. It made Stephanie flinch when she saw it. She glared at Janessa but she immediately relaxed her face.

Not with this job hanging by a thread because of the man sleeping somewhere in this same house. I reached for the shower gel again. Squeezed a dollop into my palm. Roses and peonies flooded my lungs as I rubbed it over my arms, my breasts, my stomach. Bubbles slid over my skin. I scrubbed like I needed to scrub away the shock of seeing Marcus. “Welcome to the good life, Sam,” I said out loud, voice echoing off the tiles. A small, real smile tugged at my lips as I let my hair soak in enough of the fragranced water.

To prepare me for life in the Moretti underworld, my boyfriend, Adrian Moretti, had his childhood friend, Chloe Marino, arrange a robbery drill for me every month. At first, they only stole my phone. Then came a knife in a parking garage, followed by someone tailing me late at night. Once I even opened my eyes in the middle of the night to find a masked man sitting on the edge of my bed with a gun pressed to my forehead. Afterward, Adrian told me, "Evelyn, if this is enough to scare you, you're only going to hold me back." Today was the twelfth time. A bullet grazed my ear and buried itself in the wall. Blood ran down the side of my face. I fell to the ground while Chloe stood at the curb, l

My dick erupted with the strength of an unleashed ocean. Scarlett made a little grunt as my first explosion hit her tongue. She greedily gulped me down. Smiling the whole time like it was the greatest treat she'd ever been given. She let me slowly soften in her mouth, a little smile playing on her lips. Almost as soon as I finished, Mason went over the top. He grunted, groaned, and exploded over the bed. A moment later, Zoey peaked. Her body stiffened and shook.

Then I run back to check the preview on the small LCD screen. Mike blinked; of course he wasn't ready, his eyes caught in a half-flutter that makes him look drunk or asleep. Josh is mid-squirm, one arm blurred with motion as if he's trying to escape the frame entirely. Damon's smile is the awkward one he always produces when he knows he's being photographed, stiff, controlled, the smile of a businessman closing a deal, nothing like the real smile I see when he doesn't know anyone's watching. And I'm slightly out of focus because I didn't quite make it to my mark in time, my hair creating a halo of frizz.

They looked the part of a perfect family, Dorian in a casual slate blue dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up, Vera in a flowy off white blouse and jeans, and Eira in her favorite pastel pink sundress with tiny glittering butterflies on the hem. No cameras. No boardrooms. No shadows from the past. Just the three of them. Eira stood on her toes, pointing excitedly. “I want popcorn! And gummies! And slushie! The red and blue one!” “You’re going to be bouncing off the walls,” Vera said, but Dorian was already paying the cashier and handing Eira her sugar laden bounty. “She’s a growing child,” he said with a wink. “Let her enjoy it.” Vera rolled her eyes, though the corners of her lips twitched

The moment I stepped inside, I froze. On my desk sat an enormous bouquet of flowers—so large it practically swallowed the entire surface. “What…” I walked closer. For a brief second, I smiled. It was the first time I’d ever received something like this. The flowers were breathtaking. But when my eyes landed on the card— The smile vanished from my lips, replaced by a hard, rapid pounding in my chest. It was from Damien Grey. My fingers trembled as I reached for the card. I already knew I shouldn’t read it.

Otherwise, I will definitely have a way to make your life worse than death, every day in pain, misery, and suffering. Hearing that cold voice, Oralie's face was dyed with joy again, but it seemed more and more unbelievable. Therefore, her joy was like a shy flower on the edge of the door, not fully bloomed yet. flourish. But her face at this time no longer had the original calmness but revealed an expression of immaturity, true to the age of a person less than twenty years old. The look of terror on his face, and the alert in her eyes, quickly vanished, leaving no trace behind. Everything gave way to the feeling of extreme joy. That joy was like a tsunami that hit, dispelling all negative em

No one would believe bullshit excuses if they didn’t straighten their act and stop showing off how scared they were. A wide smile spread across my lips as I shoved my hands into the pockets of my pants and leaned closer to the woman to snarl, “you know something. I smell fear.” “Now, that’s the smile I love, my friend! Yes! I’m so close, nearly there! The spines season!” Xabat hollered from the back of my head and the smile on my lips instantly grew so wide it almost split my face.