Frown Txt Novels & Stories

"Are you all right?" She looked up at him with tear filled eyes. She had ruined her make up with her tears and her mascara had formed a messy Black line beneath her eyes. "I'm literally crying" she said angrily. "do I look alright to you. Please go away. I am in no mood for this right now" George almost rolled his eyes. He was in no mood for this either, but he decided to play along. "Look I'm just trying to help, okay" he said," I can see that you are upset and I was just trying to help. There is no need to be rude"

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.

Lake: However, the frown did not last. As a matter of fact, it disappeared just as fast as it had appeared, leaving no trace behind, not even a single crease on his forehead, or wrinkle on the flesh of his cheek. His face began to beam with a radiating smile, causing me to wonder if I had imagined the frown.

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

The space was completely disorganized, with documents scattered everywhere. She turned to face Venya, who was really wearing a quite neutral expression. Her pouty lips and furrowed brows give her an appealing charm, even in her times of distress. Her features are highlighted by the small frown, which makes her cuteness shine through the momentary irritation.

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

he got cut off by Tierra trying to wipe the water off him, tears already escaping her eyes. "I-I am so sorry your highness. Please don't punish me." She pleaded. Damien frowned. "No, it's okay, really. I was going to bed anyway." He shrugged. Tierra let out a shaky breath wiping her tears away and looked up at the Prince who was no doubt very handsome. "Don't worry about it." He smiled at her.

Warm air rises and cold air rushes in underneath to replace it. My face reddened in anger and frustration, tears streaming down to face. I clenched my fists, still standing in the same position, my heartbeat got increased as my eyes looked down in shock. "What did you say?" I whispered, I looked up at him, still crying, hoping for him to tell me that he is wrong "What did you say?" I asked again; my voice sounding low and calm. "What did you say Rayan." I held his shirt collar, "Repeat what you said" I yelled

the sadness grew more in her but she was to make him smile, not make him cry. "Then they are assholes for not wanting you," Benjamin cursed. "Us-they are assholes for not wanting us. For not searching for us," She pointed out just as she turned to him. His sobs were down and even though he still was moody, he was a little brighter. "Let's make a promise," he turned with a little bit of hope in him. She would hate to let him down now. "huh?"

He placed both his hands to cover his sides. Penelope bit the inside of her cheek to try to not laugh. She coughed to cover it up. “Yeah… Sure.” She said and faced her desktop. She closed her eyes and hit her head lightly with her fist. “I’m such an idiot.” She muttered to herself and then got back to work. ***