Gray Fullbuster Smile Novels & Stories

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

We get stopped by almost everyone, them congratulating the both of us. "Man you didn't tell me you were engaged!" A guy, around Leon's age stops the both of us. Leon unwraps his arm from around me and does a little bro hug with the guy. He pulls away and puts his arm back around my waist. "Oh I'm Grayson Black." He isn't a bad looking guy either. His light brown hair is spiked up in the front with gel, a stubble that is similar to Leon's, and baby blue eyes.

“Mrs. Graycort, these are my cousins from Boston. My Aunt Cass’s girls, Christine and Chastity Mactire.” “Pleasure! Come in! I’ll see if Mina is available. If she’s not here, they’re probably next door coming up with some new makeup or something,” Mrs. Graycort held the door open, and we came in. “Did you get my text?” Kam asked when we came inside. I laughed. “Was she really so jealous?” Rose snorted. “She was greener than a sick leprechaun on St. Patrick’s Day.” “Leprechauns aren’t green,” Chrissy said. I groaned. “They have very tan skin, and hate being referred to as ‘little people.’ They also suck at tipping.”

I confessed while Miss Soren smirked at her cousin. I turned at him and mouthed 'I love you'. There, I saw his precious smile. "God! You two are so sweet!" Miss Soren squealed which made me turn back to her. I just smiled at her while Gavin sneered at his cousin’s silliness. "Oh, well, congrats! I'm happy for the both of you!" she greeted and pulled us for an embrace. I hugged her back while her cousin stayed still. I just shook my head at his behavior. He is really grumpy. I think that won't change.

I sobbed. "Esha I don't think it is him. You can ask him directly. Maybe you misunderstood." Dua tried convincing me. "You better stop it Dua. Shakshi Tanwar has grey eyes. She freaking had grey eyes. And Aadhvik even he have the same grey eyes." I said. "Don't be dumb Esha, there are many people with the same grey eyes. Don't be so stupid." Dua yells. I found his potrait hung on the wall. Looking at his face itself made me feel disgusted. I got up and threw that potrait down.

But I just felt like I was meant to find this, especially after it almost magically cracked open. Still, a wicked smile was etched into his features. "Do you like what you see?" He asks, motioning to what was pinned behind me. Glancing over my shoulder, my eyes meet the darkened ones of that wolf. I shake my head. "It looks like it would kill me if it could." Grayson raised his eyebrows, seeming somewhat normal for a brief second, before it vanished. "Oh, he would never kill you," he tells me, his words bland, but something in his eyes suggest he means it.

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

Was it for accusing her of being a terrible parent or for something else? "I should have figured it out," he stated, in a subdued voice; more to himself, than to her. Zynah's brows furrowed in perplexity. "How?" "Forget I said that." Again, for the first time since she met him, the grumpy man smiled at her. He actually did. Although it was the kind that elicited pity, it still counted as a smile, right? "I'm sorry for bothering you." He turned to leave, but Zynah was quick to stop him. There was something about him that felt off. Something she couldn't quite put a finger on. Unfortunately, he always had a PokerFace on. She couldn't read his demeanor, even if she tried.

Zia smirked. Gray palmed her face. "This is why I don't like kids."

But before that, Gray appears again like a little demon designed solely to make things worse. "You two need to loosen up," he shouts over the music, “There’s snow in the bathroom, in case you want a pick-me-up. Don’t do too much, though.” Bram’s body goes cold and tense on my back, so I’m pretty sure that’s a no. “I’m not going near coke again,” Bram lets him know. Gray stops for a second and realizes it was kind of insensitive, given Bram’s circumstances, “You shouldn’t either.” “I just did a tiny bump. You don’t have to worry about me, I can handle myself,” Gray responds, then proceeds to grab Bram’s shoulder and bring him closer, “Go dance with your girl. I’ll bring you your drinks.”