Kratos Smiles Novels & Stories

Being a meal of crocodiles and lions will comfort Adam's annoyed heart. Adam grinned again, rubbing Jes's face which was filled with a glint of anger. "Do not be angry, dear." Adam said, Jes immediately brushed Adam's hand off her face roughly. Like being disgusted. "I just want to make a very attractive offer for you." Adam smiled again, not a warm smile. It's a smile full of meaning and death.

The man asked with a loop sided grin that showed his gold teeth. Storm’s face remained unshaken, carrying no emotions. “You can said that, “he replied, “and I guess you never get tired of your old toys.” The smaller man standing by Omar gritted his teeth but didn’t say anything. Omar laughed like a pig and hugged the smaller man’s waist. “Tobi, baby don’t tell me you are still affected by Storm’s insults, you know he is just kidding.” He winked . “I am not, “Storm corrected.

Riley pov The smile on Kael’s face wasn’t his. That was the first thing my mind latched onto—the smallest, cruelest detail. His lips curved with perfect symmetry, no tension at the corners, no hesitation. Kael never smiled like that. Kael smiled like he was bracing for impact. Like joy was something dangerous he handled carefully. This smile was clean. Manufactured. Wrong. “Asset recovered,” he repeated, voice smooth as polished marble. “Stability restored.”

The air smelled like ozone and pine, heavy but clean. Krav stretched his shoulders, looking up at the stars. “You think it ever stops?” “What, the fights?” He smiled faintly. “The chaos.” “No,” I said. “But maybe that’s the point.” He laughed — really laughed — that deep, warm sound that rolled through the quiet. I couldn’t help but grin. “What’s funny now?” “Nothing,” he said. “Just… you.” “Me?” “Yeah.” He glanced sideways, that gold still glinting under his blue eyes. “How to catch a mate.”

His gun skitters across the floor, out of reach. The doorway fills with men. Black tactical gear. Gas masks. Reaper patches. And leading them, stepping over the debris with his cane... Kyros. He looks at Drakon, slumped against the wall. He looks at me, lying in a pool of blood and sweat. He looks at the crying infant in Dr. Vane's hands. Kyros smiles. "Perfect timing," he says.

Jeremiah smoothly responded which made me smile. "You had a hard time remembering me, am I ugly to you Jeremiah?" Kris asked with her arm folded around her chest. "You said it yourself Kris," Jeremiah responded and I can't help but to smile watching them tease each other. Kris punched Jeremiah in the chest and then rolled her eyes. "I also had a hard time remembering you Jeremiah," Kris responded to insult Jeremiah but Jeremiah just smiled at Kris. "Whatever you say, Kris," Jeremiah responded then faced me with a huge smile plastered on his face.

Zack's POV I took a deep sigh upon seeing Krisha on my phone screen. It was a stolen picture of her and she look really beautiful in it. It looks like a photoshopped but not. The dazzling light seems to be her sparks. The flower blooms to her perfectly in every angles but behind those things, her smile matter the most. "I hope I can keep that smile forever." I mumbled. Now that he's grandpa is gone, I know how miserable she felt right now. It feels like you're inside the tunnel and was finding a way to escape from the everlasting light and no end tunnel.

Only then did Krish look at him who was smiling by pretending to be socialist, he then moved his gaze down to his boots as he added, “ Eco-friendly? By killing animals for wearing leather boots, huh,? Is that how you want to be eco-friendly? ” “ _ ” Kartik was now speechless as he looked at his leather boots, he then laughed awkwardly, “ Hehehe.. ” “ Come... ” Krish said as he indicated Khanna to open the front door. “ Thank you, bro, I knew you won't chase me away, ”

I grin, despite the pain of the silver chains. Kris rounds on me, and I laugh. “You won’t be laughing by the time I’m done with you,” Kris seethes at me. He’s still showing a little fang, and I tsk at him. “Kris, fangs in the castle? Really?” “Shut up.” Kris pulls on a pair of gloves, taking his time. He wants to play with his food. I brace myself, knowing whatever the fuck he has in store for me is going to hurt. But I can’t show him any weakness.

she replied and smiled charmingly, her eyes sparkling with vibrance to everyone that surrounds her. The group cheered and continued their laughters as they chattered mirthfully. While they were happy mingling around in the middle of the hallway, a middle-aged man wearing a red turtleneck shirt with golden rose embroidery, approached them. His narrow, deep set eyes looked at them and squinted as a smile curved his lips.