Mischievous Glint Novels & Stories

He said with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I hope you are not being messy?” “We will see about that.” Derek smirked and I knew what I am about to do will scar me.

he added with a meaningful glint reflecting on his eyes. Slowly, the young girl closed her eyes as she inhaled. When she opened it, her bright facial expression quickly turned dull. The lips that were stretched out so widely earlier formed a thin line. The sparkle reflected in her eyes vanished. And her cheerful aura just turned devious that anyone would see could think it's coming from a monster. Then, the young boy's irritation immediately disappeared. A mischievous smile appeared on his lips as he saw her version without a facade. He was so happy that he even pinched her cheeks and played with them even when the girl was already shooting him a dagger look.

she trailed off suggestively, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. A mischievous glint entered Mahesh's eyes, mirroring her playful mood. "Well then," he said conspiratorially, leaning closer as if sharing a delicious secret, "let's make some exciting programs for our next engagement, shall we?" A broad, playful smile stretched across his lips, anticipating the pleasure that awaited them.

His smile only widened, that mischievous glint in his eyes growing. “Maybe a little,” he admitted. I reached out and playfully swatted his arms. “You’re so evil!”

It was Lilian, her presence commanding attention as she moved gracefully through the throng, a mysterious twinkle dancing in her eyes. As she drew nearer, her gaze locked with mine, and a knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips, hinting at secrets yet to be revealed. There was an air of intrigue about her, a subtle aura of anticipation that seemed to hang in the air around her, leaving me curious and eager to uncover the hidden depths of her mischiefs.

I gaze at them then let out an annoying scoff as I turn and walk to the door. We were by the door when I turn and glare at him, he smile as he wink at me with a mischievous smile on his face. ****

My negative emotions suddenly vanished just because of what he said. "That was a contract violation. We shouldn't do it again," I responded sternly as I composed myself together. He must not sense that I'm feeling exhilarated. He just chuckled. I glared at him. His chuckle had this mischievous aura, and I didn't want it. "Why are you glaring at me like that?" he asked. "Why are you suddenly chuckling mischievously? What's on your mind?" I asked him back. "You." Woah, that was fast. I didn't see it coming.

My pulse quickened, and my heart beat a frantic rhythm against my ribcage. As our eyes locked, a flicker of mischief danced in Miles' gaze. Half of his face was hit by the moonlight, casting a melancholic glow over his features. Yet I could still clearly see the intensity in his hazel eyes as he stared into mine. We stood there, just the two of us, near the glass wall window, under the pale moonlight.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I shot him a glare. “Maybe I have.” His lips curved again, that wicked glint back in his eyes. “If you did, I hope it wasn’t me haunting you.” I exhaled slowly through my nose, jaw tight, forcing the words out steady. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

God help me, I wasn't used to this amount of physical contact but; why do I like hers so much? I turn to face Mira, who is giving me a teasing smile, her eyes glistening with relief and mischievousness. I glare at her, but she only wiggles her brows at me. I frown, "is something wrong with your face? Your eyebrows won't stop wiggling." I say with a deadpan and an eye roll. She scrowls, but there's a soft edge to it.