Joseph Morgan Smile Novels & Stories

Joe snapped, not caring that he was the one under Ambrose's command. Ambrose’s mask of seriousness broke, and he instantly erupted into laughter - his usually stern face, lit up by his wide smile. Joe couldn’t even be angry at the sound of that laughter, genuine laughter. Sephora glowed with joy and laughed herself, when Ambrose nearly fell from his chair – Joe began reluctantly smiling.

he smiled cynically, raising his face and staring at the ceiling with some disdain. "What happened?" she asked, analyzing him while pulling his face. Morgan's eyes weren't normal. She looked at the glass, and out of curiosity, tasted a small sip. Despite not being used to drinking alcohol, she was intrigued. Suddenly, Morgan smiled as she tasted the wine and took the glass from her hand.

I opened my eyes and saw his smiling face. “What were you thinking right now?” Morgan smirked, looking at me with a knowing smile. My face blushed in embarrassment when I realized he had been trying to tuck a hair behind my ear. “Nothing close to what you are thinking right now,” I said and rolled my eyes at how confident his smile was. It was a look that said, “As if I believe you.”

"Hey, kid, can I talk to you for a while?" "Yes, sir," Liam rolled his eyes. "Uhm, I guess you're Jenny's father, am I right?" Morgan nodded, while his eyes were still focused on the child's face. His heart beat fast when he realized the child looked remarkably like him. He hadn't noticed it before because he had not remembered anything about his past. But now... "Sir, why are you crying?" Liam's voice brought him back to reality. Morgan crouched down to the child's level and pulled him into a hug.

Since I was right next to him I started slamming him on the back a little too hard, biting my lip from smiling too much. “You have no idea Auri.” Morgan sighed. Holding back my smile hurt so bad. I wanted to burst out laughing. “Sometimes, I feel like werewolves and mates have the right idea.” I froze, the smile dying and the laughter disappearing. “It’s not all its cracked up to me.” Morgan sputtered. “I’m sorry princess! I know! I was just speaking as a whole.” “I know Papa.” I gave him a sad smile and took my glass to the couch. “Maybe I should just date Max.”

A familiar smile curved his mouth, easy and confident, as if we’d just bumped into each other at a party instead of in the ruins of downtown. Evans Morgan. “Well, this is unexpected,” his eyes lingering over my body.

she said, seriously gazing at him . 'Just look at his expressionless face like he is suffering from facial nerve paralysis. I can't stay in the same room with him lest his gloominess is contagious.' Her inward thoughts were really ugly. This was Lucas Morgan afterall. The most handsome and eligible CEO in town. It's just that ever since he took over the Morgan group of companies, his smiling face seemed to have been wiped out of the surface of the earth He always wore that cold and expressionless face of his.

He says and I smile, nodding at him. Morgan. We eat almost everything and by the time Reece drops me back home, I'm as stuffed as a pig.

Catherine said with anger in her eyes. "Ohh" Irish smiled. They all continued their meal in silence and Morgan was almost lost staring at Irish who had worn pink shorts and white sweatshirt after freshening up,her hair was in a tight ponytail which highlighted her beautiful face and she even had striking eyes. He's attracted to her, he has never seen anyone look this beautiful without wearing make up,she was much more natural than the women he was accustomed to who always wear makeup, perform breast and butt enhancements.. He's so happy Ethan lost this gem to him.

Claire said. “Jackie, I swear I could kill you but I am so happy to see you again. I don't know whether to shake you or hug you.” Morgan said, stepping forward towards him. Jack paused waiting for ethier and was surprised when Morgan wrapped her arms around him. The shock wore off quickly and he squeezed her back. “It’s good to see you again, Morgan.” Jack said with a smile. Morgan stepped back and put a hand to his face. He was not the little boy she once knew. She patted his cheek lightly.