Novel & Cerita He Looked Up Grinning Like A Devil

He said, grinning devilishly, as I turned Does he know?

As I scrolled downward, I realized in all his youth pictures, he wore a big smile on his face, something I had never seen on him. His eyes sparkled with delight, shining like two stars in the midnight sky. His mouth was contorted in a wide, genuine grin that stretched from ear to ear. His teeth gleamed bright white, surrounded by rosy lips that were pulled slightly wider at either end. His cheeks were crinkled with delight, and his eyebrows were raised in a playful expression. It was as if he had just heard the world's funniest joke and couldn't contain his joy. Every aspect of his face radiated pure happiness, making me Wonder how he turned so cold looking.

I retorted glaring at him. "You are the devil's incarnate," I growled at him through clenched teeth, and his eyes darkened, he thrust his jaw forward and a Cheshire cat grin formed on his face. "I'm glad you know that, you better avoid the devil, well except you want to burn in hell." He chortled. He clenched his fists and slammed his hands on the table. The tension in my muscles increased and I found myself sweating, I took a step backwards.

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.

She passed into the devil's room, and upon her sole arrival inside the room —what she saw made her scream like a mad woman who had seen a ghost! "Ahhhhggggghhhhh!!!!"

Abelard frowns, his jaw clenching violently. His fists clench so tightly. Abelard’s gazing at the goat-headed devil, the look in his eyes filled with deep irritation. “Our food, you say?” “Heh! So that’s how you all look up at us?” His voice is rising little by little, Very smooth and His expression is full of intimidation. “HA HA HA HA..” The devil laughs at Abelard again. Its laugh is getting bigger and bigger.

His grin was shark like and fierce, the smile of an apex predator. I tried to match his grin but my heart was still sinking.

“And do you like my look too, brat?” He tries. Oh, he fucking tries to act unimpressed. Arms crossed, chin up, nose wrinkled like he just caught a whiff of spoiled milk. But the faintest blush betrays him, crawling up his neck like a secret he's too proud to admit. “You look okay, I guess,” he mutters. I grin. “Oh, what a glowing review. I might cry from flattery.” Then I turn—stupidly, instinctively—to him. The devil incarnate in a black suit.

He gazed up at me devilishly and I found myself swallowing hard, nervous about what was to come. And yes, he did make me scream.

Sarai held him upright, tears streaking her face as he laughed softly, exhausted and alive. “Well,” he said hoarsely. “Guess that answers what love costs the devil.” The realm sealed shut behind them. And the hunt truly began.