Mischievous Glint Novels & Stories

My eyes narrowed, the pupils dilating as the seed of a plan took root in my mind. My lips curled into a malevolent smirk, as if I had just unearthed a buried treasure of nefarious potential. Ah ah ah! I grinned. Soon my darling.

Our eyes locked in the mirror and I saw a recognizable mischievous glint that sparked back at me. “Then you might hate this,” he grinned.

he added, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as his eyes glinted with the mischief in his heart, My gaze narrowed as I stared at him, which only served as a means of amusement to him, somehow his words had managed to expel a larger chunk of my worry, "Come what may, there's no way anything can go wrong, besides, if it doesn't go smoothly the way you want it, we can always do it the other means," He added a mischievous smile playing on his face as he spoke, Upon hearing his words, my mind began to travel towards the possibility of what he was suggesting, as I pondered on the choices placed before me, I knew I could do anything to achieve my aim, even if it meant resulting in what he had

He‍r eyes gleame⁠d wickedly. She glanced at me carelessly, e‍yes narrowin‌g with a cruel sm‍ile.‌ “Oops,” she said softly, voice d‌rippin⁠g wi⁠th mockery. “⁠Look⁠s like we got caught‍, huh?”

That smile appeared especially charming under the dim yellow streetlights, making him unconsciously narrow his eyes. In the depths of his eyes flashed a dangerous glint.

I said, my eyes glistening as tears rolled down my cheeks. His lips curled upwards into a smirk, his eyes glistening with wrath, a stark contrast to my desperate plea for freedom and sanity. He was amused and seemed to be enjoying himself, which pierced my heart. After a few seconds of dwelling on his satisfaction, his smile froze, and his expression turned glim. "Do you think you have a choice? Huh?" He glared, his brows raised quizzically, and his eyes glinted with a mix of fury and mockery

I glanced up at him and saw that familiar mischievous glint in his eyes, like he knew exactly what he was doing to me. “Oh, two can play at this game,” I muttered under my breath, giving him a sly smile. If he wanted this to be a punishment, I’d make sure he was the one punished. I bit my lip in mock concentration as I continued, my gaze not leaving his. I wanted him to feel every single second of this. *Mago’s POV*

Our eyes met and I swear he looked at me with a twinkle of mischief. “Funny, you seem to have lost your way directly into this place, Milady,” he said and gave me a freaking roguish grin!

Her smile was soft, but it held the sharpness of vengeance, mischief, strategy, and a dangerous vow curled behind it. “Let the plan begin.”

He, the man responsible for the ache between my legs, carried a blend of tenderness and desire in his gaze. His footsteps paused abruptly as his eyes fell upon me. His gaze met mine, a mischievous smile played on his lips. I lay there, awake and aware, feeling the weight of his gaze like over my body. The mischievous glint in his eyes hinted at a shared intimacy of our previous night. My mind couldn't leave the moment when he licked each and every part of my body like his favorite candy. The mischievous smile on his face was the enough evidence what he was thinking. No one needed to take any degree to find out.