Grinned And Bared It Novels & Stories

I couldn't help but grin like I just won a contract. A/N Hi, my babies. How are you all doing? Bye for now.💙💙

I wasn't exactly expecting it. He grinned, and a dimple winked at the right corner of his mouth. Oh lordy! "Just trying to get into the spirit of things." "Well, ummm, thank you. Again."

Shawn's face was almost full of different shapes while Jade's face was barely drawn on. The tables turned and Shawn's team began to win and Shawn wrote a letter on her forehead for each win. At the end of the game, Shawn's team emerged as the winner. On his face were a mustache, a variety of shapes, and a hippo while on Jade's face was written: JADE IS A LOSER!!!

He withdrew from her when he felt a quick, intense ache in his bottom lip. "It seems that Mrs. Conrad not only likes to bark, but bite as well." He extended his arm to dab at the blood on his lips. He was an extremely attractive man who liked to frown, which accentuated his rough features. When he did grin, it accentuated his remarkable features even more. But the grin that lit up his face was as terrifying as a lion realizing what it was hunting.

Finn crossed his arms over his chest. “What look?” I grinned even wider. His finger pointed towards me in a circular motion, “That.” “A man can’t be happy to find out that blood, guts, and gore don’t repulse his woman?” I winked. “That’s probably the hottest thing I’ve heard in, well…. Ever.” My shoulders rolled with a shrug, the grin still plastered on my face. “I don’t even have a comment for what you just said,” Finn’s green eyes were locked with mine, but his face twisted with a disgruntled expression.

The look in his eyes was murderous. I pulled my arm away from Aaden, and Jarren was at my side. “Are you alright, Piccolo?” I nodded. “I’m fine.” He looked down at my arm, and I saw his jaw clench. I looked as well and noticed a brush was already forming. It was just my luck that my honey skin bruised easily, and red finger marks were appearing. His eyes flashed black. “Jarren,” I stated.

Edges brushed with pale violet. He grinned. The corner of his mouth tugged sideways, a canine flashing. His face wasn't used to the expression. Too many years since he'd used it. When the muscles of his cheekbone pulled upward, the lines at the corners of his eyes bunched together like cracked earth. But his teeth were white. The canine was sharper than the rest. It glinted in the sun. Reg stared at him. "Dad, what are you smiling at."

He smiled, his face more intriguing due to the expression. "Quid pro quo, Mr. Carrington." "I'm all yours, baby. You can take all you want and leave whatever marks you feel necessary. I just want to hear you come again." "Then you shall."

I grumbled out the big word in a single mumbling breath, I bared my fangs at him "You call that a party, rehab was better than this bullshit, loud noises and losers, that's all you've got in there" he gloated with a scoff, but the lines of his grin was tight and it was obvious he was jealous, pained even I dare say that, I saw his claws twitch

He looked straight at me, and a terrifying, toothy grin spread across his face. "Found... you..." he rasped and It sounded like two jagged rocks rubbing together.