Mona Lisa's Smile Novels & Stories

Nanatiling tahimik si Luna habang bahagyang umiinit ang pisngi niya. Pagkatapos ay agad niyang ibinaba ang kamay. “Done.” Napailing si Luna at napangiti. “Mukha na po ba akong maayos?” “Mas maayos ka na.” Hindi na niya dinugtungan pa ang nasa isip niya. Mas maganda ka kapag nakangiti. Maya-maya ay tumunog muli ang cellphone ni Luna. Napatingin ito at kusang ngumiti.

Maya-maya pa ay gumalaw ang ulo niya hanggang sa tuluyan akong matagpuan ng kanyang mga mata. For a brief moment...the smile she wore for the cameras softened into something that belonged only to me. And somehow that smile was enough to make the tightness in my chest ease. "F*ck..."

Si Mira ay may maliit na soft smile lang. Si Ael naman ay neutral expression pa rin. Napansin iyon ni Zai. Then quietly, he said beside her, “You know, smiling won’t destroy your reputation.” Napalingon si Ael sa kanya. At dahil sa timing ng pagkakasabi niya at sa amused expression nito, hindi niya napigilang matawa nang bahagya. Click. Eksaktong nakuha iyon ng camera. Nanlaki agad ang mata ni Lira.

usal ko. I’M LOOKING at Monalisa who was really radiant and fresh in her floral dress and sandals that sat elegantly in front of me. We were now inside a fancy coffee shop after we strolled and bought some stuff. I must say that I enjoyed a short span of bonding with her.

She was sitting on a wooden chair in front of a huge easel with canvas as her hand perfectly held the brush as she stroked it fast and flawlessly on the canvas. She slightly looked at me, and smiled. She motioned me to come closer. My heart fluttered while looking at what she was painting for. Likewise, it was indeed a masterpiece. The painting of two children smiling and hugging their mother. However, one child was holding a white lily.

she asked. I captured it when we were having a vacation here in Paris. It's my first photo of her. She's smiling so brightly while watching the sunset holding a red roses on her hands. That's the very first time that I saw my mom smiling so brightly. The second photo is when she's walking towards me with a sweet smile pasted on her face, but it's way different. She's smiling but her eyes saying different. The last sweet smile I remembered from her.

Napagod kakatawa si Maya habang inaayos ang buhok ng lalaki. “Teka, linisin ko kaya ang sugat mo? Palitan natin ang benda.” “Ah, napalitan na kanina. Okay na, mabilis matuyo.” Lucas secretly snapped a photo. Maya smiling softly habang si Dahlia ay yakap nito. “Nangongolekta ka ba ng pictures namin?!” “Hindi ko mapigilan…” Lumingon siya, seryoso ang mga mata. “…ang ganda ninyong tingnan. Napakaganda ng mag-ina ko.”

"Mr. Valderama! Over here!" "Who is the mystery woman?" "Is that your new girlfriend?" I smiled. The smile Madame Leona practiced with me—lips closed, eyes mysterious. The Mona Lisa Smile but make it rich. We glided through the red carpet. Atticus’s hand never left my waist. He guided me with possessive confidence, protecting me from the chaos. Pagpasok namin sa ballroom, tumahimik ang paligid. Heads turned. Whispers started spreading like wildfire.

It’s better this way. “Smile for the cameras?” Jiselle asked, as I almost never smiled in photos. “You know I don’t do that. I can be the serious billionaire while you flash them your dazzling smile.” “At least I tried,” Jiselle said before getting out of the car and flashing her smile to the cameras, staying close to me.

bati niya, napapangiti nang kusa. "Tito, you're smiling again!" ani Sofia, habang tinuturo ang pisngi niya. "Like, really smiling! Not your pretend one." He raised a brow. "Pretend smile?" "Yung smile mo po kapag sabi ni Mommy, 'Smile for the camera,'" paliwanag ng bata. "But this one looks... happy!" He laughed softly, shaking his head. "You're imagining things." Pero bago pa siya makasagot ulit, sumabat si Clarisse, ang ate niyang may hawak ng mug ng kape, nakaupo sa dulo ng mesa.