Heart-shaped Smile Novels & Stories

The smiley one? Nah, he mentally shook himself. This was no smiling matter. Maybe the heart. Women liked hearts, right? He'd never go wrong with hearts, he decided, as he added five to be doubly nice. But what if—another small voice chimed in, throwing a spanner in the works— Eden misunderstands the hearts, and she reads too much into his message, and starts thinking he cares for her? "Fucking hell!" Liam growled, startling everyone in the room with the expletives as he erased the text and his string of heart emojis, highly pissed at himself for even worrying about her.

Those words warmed her heart beyond description. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye, and a faint but satisfied smile appeared on her lips. She was tired, yes, but she was incredibly happy with all this attention. For a moment, she felt like a queen being cared for by a knight from the old days. Her thoughts quickly wandered into childish territory. If she had known he would worry about her this much, perhaps she would have thrown herself in front of a car just to see that loving fear in his eyes. She did not want to show how happy she was, but she could not suppress her smile.

She saw Luna standing at the door and then she quickly opened the door wide. "Hi... is that you Luna?" Amelia asked while Luna keeps staring at her with a none smiling face. There is the way she was staring at Amelia that is already making Amelia to get scared. So while she was staring at Amelia, Amelia tuned her face down. As she was only looking at Luna in fears and Luna keeps staring at her. And after staring at Amelia for some seconds she finally smiled. And then Amelia's mind calmed down immediately as she smiles after her too. Why they hugs each other immediately"Come on Luna you scared me"

Alex reassures me with a gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in amusement. As I watch Alex, I can't help but notice how incredibly handsome he looks when he smiles. It's a rare sight, but when it graces his lips, it transforms his face, lighting up his features in a way that is both captivating and endearing. In that moment, I find myself wishing he would do it more often, allowing me to bask in the radiance of his smile. With a sheepish grin, I thank him once more, feeling a surge of appreciation for his unexpected kindness.

This time his stoic face seems to relax all the stretched muscles relaxed and his lips tried to form the curves which he least knew about. Curves of happiness spread across his face as his face was lightened up with a heart warming little pinch of smile. Heart warming and divine.

He smiles at me once more. Damn, that smile does strange things to me! His hazel eyes seem to almost light up when he smiles, little wrinkles next to his eyes appear, making his face seem instantly more animated. I see him looking at the lock screen of my phone as he goes to hand it back. The picture is of me and my brother with our father at a pack event. All formal.

Habitually, my gaze was drawn to the painting on the wall, just as it was every night. The painting of Neil still shone with that radiant smile, as if, in the quiet of the night, he were softly speaking to me. I stared into his eyes; his smile, so pure and sincere, only deepened the ache in my heart. The painting was something I had commissioned specifically, investing a great deal of time and thought to ensure the artist captured Neil’s most genuine essence. In the painting, Neil’s smile is unguarded, his eyes clear and sparkling like morning dew. His brows are slightly arched, and his lips are gently curved. I remember this expression vividly; it was from a sunny afternoon when he was hold

Even though my heart felt heavy, I remained strong for her. She sent me a sad smiley followed by a thumbs-up smiley. But I can read the sadness in her heart. After all, she is not a smiley person. *

I can't believe that I look like this when I smile. Despite the sweat and disheveled hair, my face looks bright. It was shining. And I know that it's because of the smile. Oxem is like this in my eyes when he smiles genuinely. His aura is different. She becomes more attractive in my eyes every time she smiles like this.

“The fire and brimstone can wait.. for now.. just for you..” I laughed a little at that, a small grin on his face; the unruined side of his mouth going up slightly. “Why do you do that?” I asked him, focusing on his soft and inviting lips. “Do what?” “Smile like that… you have a handsome smile, the one where you smile from the heart.” I admitted. “Oh… um… most people find this,” he indicated his face, “offsetting.” He frowned slightly, shaking his head.