Falling Into Your Smile Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I chuckle, and for the first time, I see her full smile and her blushing. "Wow, your smile I breathtaking," I whisper. It was true. Hers is something that I never thought existed, and I am living all just for it. I can see her smile all day every day and still want to fall in love with her. "Is it possible to fall in love with a smile?" I raise a question. "I have never heard of that, but why not? Sure Alpha Sha,-" I raise my eyebrow and she stops midway and clears her throat. "I mean babe, you can fall in love with my smile, but I'd prefer that you fall in love with me instead." she finishes.

I scoffed, “right.” But then, my mind drifted—unintensionally to her. Brittney. A small smile tugged at my lips before I could stop it. Nate caught it instantly, he narrowed his eyes. “Why are you smiling?” “Im not.” “You are.” his gaze turned calculating. “Wait…… don't tell me….” “Tell you what?” He smirked. “There is a woman, isn't there?” I rolled my eyes, “so now everytime I smile, it has to be about a woman?”

Bella's Pov "Remember to smile." Lucas stated lowly as we walked into the dimly light ball room. "How can I forget." I dead panned through my forced smile that I knew didn’t look every convincing. He looked at me and narrowed his eyes as he stared at my face. "That doesn't look like a smile. It looks like you are in pain." He dead panned. "It's hard to smile sincerely when my fiancé and father have threatened me and kidnapped my mother." I spit out through gritted teeth.

She smiled and nodded. “Here we go,” she whispered as she pulled the hem of the yukata higher to the side and then stretched her leg out, overstepping Hayden’s body. Someone grumbled in his sleep. It was Tristan behind her. When he quieted down, she moved over to the side, crossing over Logan. Suddenly, the stupid man stirred, turning his body just so. Sakura knew she was going to fall as his action caught the hem of her yukata. She found herself falling forward and shrieked out in dismay.

“Didn’t think I’d see you here.” Ava shrugged. “Maybe I just needed a change of scenery.” From across the cafeteria, she felt Ethan’s gaze. Good. Tyler smirked. “Well, I can’t complain. You look good today.” Ava forced a giggle, even as her stomach twisted. Ugh. Fake flirting was exhausting. She risked a glance toward Ethan. His jaw was tight. Ava smirked. Perfect. Ethan’s Reaction That night, back at home, Ava was in the kitchen when Ethan finally cracked.

I walked out with a smile on my face. She looked at me. "Why are you smiling like that? You look like a hyena," she mocked, wiping the smile off my face. "You little-" she walked away. She entered the building. I sighed. This time, I was the one following her. I noticed how she hit the elevator. She tried to close it quickly, but I managed to get in. She groaned in annoyance. "You weren't expecting that, weren't you?" I asked.

Marco seconded her, and he wore an expectant smile as he looked at me. Chloe wore a knowing smile. They were waiting for me to fall apart, to cry, but I didn't. I wore the most beautiful smile ever, my eyes gentle as I held theirs. " Yes. I will, Marco. I will attend your wedding but," I paused, my smile widening. " As your sister-in-law. "

She loved a man who took charge and he looked like the ‘no shit’ kind of man. “Don’t you worry, Alpha, I have some golden nuggets for you.” Smirked Stephanie and Connor actually smiled for the first time since she’d met him. “Then we’re going to get on really well, Stephanie,” answered Connor before he grabbed a bunch of grapes for his plate and walked off.

I couldn't help but laugh at his words. "You look more beautiful when you smile." He said with a witty smile. "Ahha, correction. I didn't smile. I laughed." I corrected him. "Ah, yeah. But still, when you laugh it seems like a falling cherry blossom flower." He said dramatically. "Haw, but it's a bit cheesy." I liked talking to him. He's kind of cute. "But I'm impressed." I flashed a smile at him and he acted like dying holding his heart. "Oh, Jesus. You will kill me with your killer smile, Missy." I shook my head smiling.

I groan into my hands. He looks at me with a soft, dangerous, possessive smile. “It’s happening,” he murmurs. “What is?!” “You.” “ME WHAT?!” “Falling.” I choke. “I—I AM NOT—” “You are.” “I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT—” He leans in. Whispers: “Yes you are.” I die. Again. And again. And again. Because he’s right. And he knows it. And I know it. And this is only getting worse.