Exo Smile On My Face Novels & Stories

(smiley face emoji) Zoey: What a cringy emoji, it makes me feel like you are monitoring me. Sky; Flatter me. "Who are you talking to?" Stella peeks into the phone, still holding the pan of toast. "Geez, Stella." Zoey almost bounced out of the chair, clutching her phone hard. "Sky." Her face shines dimly, before she places the pan on the table. She sat on the chair, "You are talking to him." Zoey sighed. "Zara. Darling. Will you?" "I got you covered." The little girl grabbed her plate before wriggling out of her chair and racing upstairs.

Instead there was two hundred and thirty-seven dollars. Not two hundred and thirty-seven thousand. Just two hundred and thirty-seven. I got out of the car and rang the doorbell. My mother opened the door wearing a floral housecoat, her hair freshly done. She looked at me for a second, and the first thing that crossed her face wasn't happiness, guilt, or relief. It was disapproval. "You look sick." I blinked at her. "Good morning to you too, Mom." "I'm serious, Aubree. You're too thin. Look at your face." She stepped back to let me in. "Don't they feed you over there?"

Emily The day was sunny, but not like yesterday’s scorching heat. No, today there was a strong breeze, signaling rain by the end of the day. The truck’s windows were all open, letting the wind whip my hair wildly. Marcos smiled, catching my attention, only for me to notice he was smiling at nothing in particular. When our eyes met, we grinned even wider, like two people sharing an inside joke. In our case, the joke was this overwhelming happiness that had exploded over us.

“Aren’t I already in the palm of your hand?” He looked pleased with himself as his smile grew wider. “Naughty.” “Just go,” I said, waving him away. “Good.” He walked out happily. It was obvious he was in a very good mood. The smile on my face slowly disappeared as my expression turned cold. I lifted my hand and rubbed the place where he had kissed me again and again and the feeling made my skin crawl. I rubbed so hard that my cheek became warm. Just then, my phone rang, I glanced at the screen. It was Josh.

she added. Alex gripped Dominic’s hand. “Are you sure?” Dominic asked. “For now, yes.” Tears spilled down Alex’s face. “She’s okay?” she whispered. “Right now,” Sarah smiled, “she looks perfect.” Dominic let out a shaky laugh. “Do you want to know the sex?” Alex nodded. “It’s a girl.” Dominic bent, pressing his forehead to Alex’s. “A girl,” he breathed. Alex touched her stomach. “Hi,” she whispered softly. “We’re ready for you.”

“Ride my face baby girl,” Xiomar said from beneath me. I lowered myself slowly on him, feeling his nose connect with my clit. “Fuck,” Achilles grunts as I took him deeper into my mouth, the bulbous head of his dick repeatedly hitting my throat. I sucked on him, sounds of pleasure reverberating through my body while Emilio tugs on my nipples, occasionally pinching them. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Xiomar's muttered, his tongue going deep inside me. I clenched around the soft muscle, aching for more..

Griffin said, wiping away the tears streaking down Zaylee's cheeks. "The only regret I have in life is knowing you!" Zaylee murmured to Griffin, her eyes filled with sorrow, making Griffin's heart flutter, even if just a little. "GRIFFIN!" Zaylee's scream sounded choked as Griffin attacked her with a kiss on Zaylee's neck, making her feel a sensation that made Zaylee unable to hold it back, like butterflies flying in her stomach. Hearing Zaylee's scream did not stop the man. Instead, he cupped Zaylee's tiny face with both hands, crushing Zaylee's tiny lips, not allowing the girl to reject him.

But beneath that polite façade, there was an edge—a cold, almost imperceptible sharpness hidden in her eyes. Emily responded with a warm smile of her own, her demeanor unbothered. There was no hesitation as she returned Sara's greeting with a calm, confident air, seemingly unaware of the tension. Her smile seemed even more beautiful under the gentle morning light, casting an almost angelic glow over the surrounding air. As Emily refocused on her training materials, Sara turned away, her polite smile fading swiftly, replaced by an expression of indifference and quiet disdain. Despite that, Emily stayed rooted in her own world, her small smile unwavering as she scanned through the information

Her fingers were still hovering over his taco when she slowly turned toward Naomi. Then she looked at Leonard. "Look at her." Leonard followed her gaze. Naomi immediately picked up her drink and took a sip, suddenly finding the cup very interesting. Emma narrowed her eyes. "Oh." Naomi lowered the cup. "What?" "That face." "What face?" "That exact face." Leonard looked between them. "What exactly am I supposed to be looking for?" "She's smiling at her phone like an idiot." Naomi's eyes widened. "I am not."

Even from a distance I could hear them laughing. "Oh my God," Sarah squealed. "Diane has an admirer." "I know exactly who this is from," Sophie said with a grin. Diane sighed dramatically. "You two are impossible." Sarah leaned closer to smell the flowers. "They're gorgeous." "You should thank him." "I'm not thanking anyone." "You smiled." "I did not." "You absolutely smiled." "I was being polite." The three of them burst into laughter. A small smile found its way onto my face. She hadn't thrown them away.