Fiona Gallagher Smiling Novels & Stories

She had a big bright smile on her face. Anais looked away; that smile didn’t mean anything good “What do you want?” She asked. Fiona chuckled and sat at the foot of her bed. She placed the apple close to her lip, a bit into it. The juices slipped from the corner of her lips. Anais swallowed and looked away; her stomach chose that time to make a very loud noise. Fiona laughed while chewing. Then she said with a mouth full. “You are pretty pathetic, aren’t you?” She mocked.

I giggled at the excitement of doing something I wasn’t allowed to do. My smile, however, was short-lived when I heard footsteps approaching. I rushed to take off the dress, but unfortunately, the zipper was stuck. I tried to reach behind my back to take it off in time, but it was too late. The door to Daniela’s room opened, and Orla walked in. She was the head housekeeper at the Kavanagh household, and she was very fierce. “What are you doing in Daniela’s dress, Fiona? You have been hired here to work, not audition for a fashion show.”

“I don’t think anything funny even went on in that room.” Kent’s eyes flash to her. “What?” “Just look,” Fiona says, gesturing to the screen, where Fay has reached her door. The camera shows Fay’s face as she twists the knob and walks in. “Can’t you see? Her hair isn’t mussed, and neither is her makeup. Her lips aren’t even swollen.” Kent, unable to help himself, turns to study the image, nothing that Fiona is correct. “She’s not even walking funny,” Fiona says, smirking and watching Kent’s face. “If Daniel had really given it to her –“

She was smiling while asking her to eat, “Sister, have some fruits.” Yvonne smiled faintly. “I’m afraid that I might get an upset stomach, Ms. Summers. You can have all of them.” “Sister, I’m sorry!” Fiona apologized sincerely. “It was my fault, please forgive me!” Yvonne smiled scornfully. "Ms. Summers, you're being too serious." This was to show that she refused to accept Fiona's apology. Fiona's smile was instantly wiped off her face as she stared at Yvonne with her big doe-like eyes.

Rhea's Pov The moment the words left my mouth, Fiona’s head snapped toward me. Her smile stretched, wide and crooked, eyes gleaming with a strange light that made my stomach twist. “Yes.” She whispered, “I enjoyed it. Every single second of it.” Her laughter bubbled up, sharp and uneven, echoing against the stone walls. It wasn’t the laughter of relief or joy, it was the laughter of someone who had shattered long ago and pieced themselves back together with hatred.

In it was a golden chalice of some sort. Another thing I cannot even dream of affording. I jolted upright and turned to Fiona. She had a weird smile on her face, one that I know too well, as she always did when she was underneath me. And now her palm was on my thigh.

A he-wolf inquired while Fiona's mind sailed, contemplating how to grab the attention of the Alphas surrounding Elara. "Fiona?" The man called again, prompting Fiona to turn with an anxious expression on her face. Unbeknownst to her, she wasn't plastering on a fake smile in front of others due to the irritation and envy swirling within her now. Fiona caught the puzzled looks on the faces of the men in front of her, quickly realizing she hadn't managed to change her facial reaction. Swiftly, she smoothed out the furrow on her brow and flashed a sweet smile at them, using her sparkling eyes and beautiful lips.

Thereby, revealing a great part of her thighs "Better "she sighed tighten her grip on the pîstol She's still hiding in the baboons and she's pretty positive no one knows she's here Just then,a stone got tossed at her direction "Huh !"Fiona got super alert "Who's there !?"she half-yelled. A mocking chuckle was her response.. I'll repeat who's.... ouch !"this time a much bigger stone got tossed. It landed on her forehead "Salma McKenzie "Lavina smiled largely walking to Fiona's direction

DRUNKEN MISTAKE. Giordana. "Hi, Phil." I heard a sickly sweet voice from behind us. We turned and I saw who it was. The woman from my engagement party, Brenda Wilson. "Hello, Brenda," Philip greeted back with a smile. 'Interesting.' "How have you been? " She asked still sporting her smile. "I've been good," he replied in a cheery tone. "You know I can make you better," she drawled batting her fake eyelashes and biting her lips seductively.

“This was addressed to the store, but it’s for you.” “For me?” The card had no return address. Frowning, I opened it, wondering if it was just junk mail that had been forwarded to the wrong address. Until I read what was inside. Liam Gallagher Photography show February 21 The Eye Art Gallery Belltown, Seattle And to confirm that this was from Liam himself, a scrawled note in the corner, please come, a ghrá geal. I miss you. “What is it?” Dani took the card from my limp fingers. “Oh. Wow. Oh my God.”