It All Started With That Smile Novels & Stories

he whispered, "I didn't mean to hurt you." She smiled softly and stroked his hair, "I know," she replied, pulling his head down within the scope of a kiss. Her body had gotten used to him, and the pain of his rough entry was gone, leaving almost nothing but the luminous joy of making love. She never said it out loud, but her body did, and it kept repeating in her head: I love you. She said the words again in her head as he began to move, and she was surprised if it would be the last.

I dried my hair, and changed into cotton nighties, before landing on my bed, and as I closed my eyes… A smile formed slowly on my face— a smile that grew wider by the second. What brought about that smile? Titan…

Luca —- I don’t even remember when I started smiling. It just happened. One second I was walking back from that call, my head full of problems and unfinished business, and the next second I was standing there watching her laugh with the kids, and something in me just… shifted. And now I’m here in my office, sitting behind my desk, staring at nothing while replaying that exact moment in my head like it actually matters more than everything else going on around me. The way she smiled.

I felt it move through my chest and settle, and despite everything, despite the empty driveway and the cold space in the bed and the two weeks stretching out in front of me like a sentence, I smiled. It started small, just the corners of my mouth, involuntary, the body responding to something the mind was still processing. Then it grew, became something real, a genuine smile in an otherwise very difficult morning, and I let it happen because it felt like a small act of defiance against everything that was trying to make this day heavy. "Is there anything you'd like me to do for you, ma'am?" Rose's voice again, the same gentle patience, as if she had all the time in the world and was not inco

But she has no choice. "Well, there's a lot of interesting things in my life that no one knows, Director Cameron. I'm immensely enjoying and I don't mind wearing this mark. As what it implies, I've enjoyed the time it was made" she casually smiles while keeping her calm. "Shameless" a disdained smile carved Shella's lips. Rather than be triggered, she gave the woman the sweetest smile she could muster. "Have a great day ahead, Director" She immediately steps outside after she reaches her floor.

I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Stay sane and keep healthy 🌍 Let's cooperate with each other❤️ Happy reading 🤗 ***** I smiled and I started gripping the bow in my hand tightly again. "Just shut up!"

“You're right. I kept plenty of things and didn't know who to tell. The problem is, I don't know where to start either.” Serena looked up to look at me. Her smile brought calmness to my heart. “Thank you for offering to listen to my complaints. I really appreciate that,” I said with a genuine smile for Serena. I don't know the last time I could smile like this. Serena's presence was devastating, as well as restoring my condition to normal. “If you feel like exploding, just tell me.” Serena pinched my cheek with pursed lips. So cute. I nodded. “Thank you.”

I had in my mouth, foaming milk far and wide. I seized a cloth from the Gomorrah and began mopping the split milk. “ No, but I do work in a nursery where I spend all my time with cute pups like you. ” I beamed at her. She chortled and jounced. “ You smile a lot, ” she mentioned, “ I wish my daddy would. ” I heard the hurt in her voice. I could n’t imagine how hard it's for them both. “ I go he smiles a lot at you. I know if I got to spend all day looking at your suitable face, I ’d smile too. ” I gushed, leaning on the table with my chin in my hands. Her face lit up, and she gave me a huge smile. I leaned back and sat down as Alpha Leon came back by. He was fresh out of a shower, I had to c

I said like it was the most obvious thing in the universe. He gave me a suspicious squint but extended his hand anyway. Victory. I laced my fingers through his and squeezed. His hand was warm and calloused and familiar. My entire chest felt like it was glowing. I pulled out my phone with my free hand. “Smile.” “No.” “C’mon.” “I literally never smile in pictures.” “That’s a lie. You smiled that one time I made pancakes shaped like dinosaurs.” “You burned them.” “Still counts.” He sighed—deep, long, annoyed—but a second later, his lips twitched again. Barely there. But real.

In my previous life, my boyfriend's female best friend, Yvette Larson, decided to play a cruel prank on the firefighters with a few of her friends. They deliberately set off the fire alarm in our apartment complex and filled one of the rooms with smoke. "When the fire trucks get here, we'll hide and film them scrambling around trying to rescue everyone. This is going to go viral!" I did everything I could to stop them. I warned Yvette that they were wasting emergency resources and could even cause a stampede. However, she called me a buzzkill, and my boyfriend accused me of sticking my nose where it did not belong. Hence, I secretly called the property management office and tipped them of