Mischievous Glint Novels & Stories

Ash fell to the ground, his back pounded on the wall, then blood trickled from the side of his head. Everyone thought it finally ended, but I knew otherwise. A smile creeped to his lips — they were devious. That was when I noticed the glint in his eyes, it showed with a murderous intent. If Ash Winters were an animal, he'd be a feral fox — wild, cunning and fucking mischievous.

And yes, he noticed. “No.” My voice was shaky, the words sounding more like a question than a statement. A mischievous smile creeped to his lips, and that glint in his eyes… I knew that glint. A slow grin spread across his face. “Liar.”

I moved back, taking retreating steps backward. "You're despicable! How dare you think I did this? You.. it's all your fault. If I hadn't argued with you on Mishap day, I would've been normal" She pointed at me, throwing the slippers at me. I jumped to the side, dodging it. "Mishap day? Mishap day is a myth." I frowned She scoffed, folding her arms. "Well, look at us" Her eyes cast down to her private part. "How.. how are you sure that it's mine? What if it's someone else's?" I pointed at it. She glared at me in disgust.

written boldly on it with some heart shapes drawn on it. “Do not worry; I’ve got a plan. But in the meantime…." Lily grinned, trailing off as a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.

"If he’s cheating on me, I’ll have her head. I’ll kill them both." "Maria, wait," I said, but she wasn't listening. She was already limping toward the house, her emerald gown torn by the bushes. I looked down at the floor of the gazebo and saw something glinting in the moonlight. I picked it up. It was a small, silver pendant—a mirror-shaped charm. It was exactly like the one Diana wore. My heart dropped. The "Mirror of Malice" wasn't just a name for my marriage. It was a web, and we were all caught in it.

"Think!" That sole move sparked something in her brain because her eyes glittered and she laughed. She might not have her staff anymore but she still had spells up her sleeves. She reeled one off her tongue and watched as red sparks flew from her hand and lit up the dark sky. Once there, it became brighter and flew away. She smiled then, happy at what she had achieved. "It's either you're going cuckoo or planning something mischievous because that smile on your face is a dead giveaway."

Giancarlo. That smile was unmistakable and as clear as day and bright as the sky. It surely wasn’t something good or holding any kind intentions. It was very mischievous looking and dark, hinting to some cunny plans that I wasn't aware of and would be surprised when I realized it. I kept staring hard at him, aiming to get more explanations from him and pull myself from the web of confusion that dulled my senses and kept me inescapable.

she added, a glint of teasing mischief dancing in her eyes. A soft chuckle escaped Lark's lips as he observed Lily's spirited nature. He appreciated her lightheartedness and the way she effortlessly embraced the moment. "Well, you might not want to be so sure," he playfully retorted, a faint smile gracing his face.

Whitney smiled, turning to eye her mischievous lover seductively. "So you can tease me? Then what, are you going to fuck my pussy with your broken fingers!?" "First off, you don't know if they're broken or not. Most importantly, I still have my tongue." Hollis stuck it out, crossing her grey eyes in jest to make Whitney giggle. It was comforting to joke back and forth a little bit under such dark circumstances.

She had that deer caught in the headlights look, and Glen had to force himself not to laugh. "Tinted windows. Besides, what if they do? It's all part of the adventure, isn't it? Isn't that what you want? An adventure like before? Well," he pointed with his chin at his cock, "here it is. Now, pay up." He grinned as he gave her a wink and waited to see what she would do.