Frown Txt Novels & Stories

Frank touched his cheek, where a lipstick mark remained, and he could vaguely smell the intoxicating sweetness… Nearby, Winter pouted. "Hey, are you going to eat? Or was your soul sucked out by that kiss?" "Ahem…" Frank cleared his throat, never expecting something this awkward happening to him. Still, he shot Winter a glare. "What would a kid like you know?" "I'm twenty." Winter rolled her eyes, even puffing her chest. "And you're still calling me a kid?"

“ Ok, so what’d you like to talk to me about? “ I said annoyed after moments of silence. “ Would your pack like to come in and be peaceful or would you like to leave, “ he said seriously. “ What do you mean? This is our territory! “ I fumed “ I don’t want to be like our parents. I would like to propose a new way of handling our little, “ he paused to think, “ disagreement, “ “ You call the werewolves serving your mother’s head on a platter a disagreement? “ one of the bloodsuckers said. Suddenly, Ethan’s eyes went dark. I can’t explain it. It’s like the light reflecting from his eyes had gone. His veins popped out of his pale skin. Ethan grabbed the vamp’s throat. It was more of a threat tha

Mark’s throat rumbled; the sourness caused him to flinch, and his handsome face became a little crooked. ‘Sh*t! It’s f*cking sour!’ Charlotte cheered at sight. Her chuckle sounded like an oriole, “Mommy, look at uncle!” Summer raised her head and saw his face frowning; his left eye was half closed, his teeth gritted, and he looked kinky as if he had a vendetta against the grape, with a strong desire to crush it. The sight made her burst into laughter. For him to be in such a predicament, it was indeed embarrassing.

He just walked straight to the empty seat opposite mine and dropped into it, his movements stiff, controlled. I leaned back in my chair and studied him. The tight jaw. The deep frown was still on his forehead. And it was gradually beginning to irritate me. “How long are you going to keep walking around with that frown on your face?” I asked. “I’m not frowning,” he replied immediately. I snorted. “Yeah? Tell that to Akayda, who you scared shitless all day with that face.” He let out a long, slow breath, dragging a hand down his face.

This time I turned around with a frowning face. “To change?”

I could listen to his laugh for an eternity, it always makes me feel like smiling too. He frowns at me, but I know it’s not a real frown, it’s an, “I think you’re a funny drunk,” frown and it makes him cuter. Is my boss cute? I guess he can be when he looks like that. God, that makes me feel sad. Why does he have to be so cute? “Emma? What is it?” he frowns at me some more, moving close; I guess my sad face is on show. I poke his dimple gently with my fingertip as if to eradicate the object of my sadness and the frown on my face turns to gentle accusation.

I frown . He shrugged his shoulder " it's not necessarily what you like, everyone likes that too " " Like you ? " I raised my eyebrow with a teasing smile on my face . " I mean , the guy who doesn't like gazing at the star , doesn't watch romantic movies and not at a romantic , who will like that type of guy " I press my lip together trying my best not give away smile . He took a step toward me digging his hand in his pocket looking handsome as always " I don't care who likes me when you do "

She asked with a teary voice for Aaron to frown the more. “ excuse me?” He frown…………

Poison the fucker. Guess I am about to find out if he can respect the no punishment boundaries and the fact I never agreed to be his this time. Alexi looks like he might explode, a weird smile that’s not really a smile, and a very intense frown for a second as he grapples to get a hold on his obvious emotions; Losing face under fire and his ability to be Mr Deadpan. It’s wholly wonderful to watch him crumble and struggle to stay in control.