Mr Smiles Novels & Stories

"You should be grateful. You would've been dead long ago if my face hadn't been ruined so suddenly." I looked at the madness in her eyes and listened to her speak of Adrian as if he were some flawless prize. I nearly started giggling. 'Perfect? Is she seriously calling him perfect? A violent drunk of a man who breaks me down day by day before waking up with his lips dripping with insincere apologies? Fine. If that is the perfection she wants, then she can have him.' Sienna glanced aside. Chester Middleton, who had been waiting nearby, stepped forward and placed the anesthesia mask over my mouth and nose.

Bryan grinned, his tone laced with a strange satisfaction. “You sound pleased,” Luna said, narrowing her eyes. “Why wouldn’t I be?” Bryan countered with another grin. “So… you’re pleased that your sister is always busy?” Luna asked, confused. “No,” Bryan said, his grin widening. “I’m pleased that I get to be home alone with you.” Luna’s pulse quickened, her cheeks flushing red. “We’re not alone. Maria and the other staff are here too. So don’t say that,” she muttered, trying to hide her reaction.

I need to conquer him and have him eating from my hand. We sat facing each other, “Thank you honoring my invitation.” I gave him a killer cat smile, “Well I figured I might as well give you the chance to make it up, and thanks for the treat today. I really enjoyed swiping your card.” He smiled, “You're welcome, honestly I was disappointed when I saw the debit alert on my account. You didn't even spend up to a hundred thousand dollars, I didn't know you're a modest girl.” His tone dropped with sarcasm.

they greeted excitedly while their eyes twinkled with both surprise and amazement and I forced a smile at them too. “Nice to meet you all too” I replied while putting in an effort to sound confident like Michael wanted and they grinned. “You may all leave now” he dismissed them and they bowed their heads again before they started to walk out one after the other until they were all gone. Only one woman remained after they were all gone and while me and Michael still remained in the same spot, she walked toward us and smiled at only Michael. “Hello, Mr. Rover. Pleasure to have you at the company today” she greeted him with an exotic and sophisticated voice and immediately, i could tell that s

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

I still feel it’s unfair because Kiran had a car at sixteen and he gave Malachi his fair share of gray hair. So, here I am, waiting for the principal. I knew my father was on his way, I’d seen it and I would know for sure the moment he stepped through those big front doors. Kiran had an air about him. The other moms always smiled at him and Jessica says it’s because he used to be the Casanova of Seward. She still calls him Superstar and he always smiles because he knows more about that than we do. I guess some things should stay secret.

Without hesitation. He belonged here. "Cameron," I said quietly as the elevator doors closed around us. "What is going on?" He looked down at me and smiled. "Almost," he said. The elevator opened on the top floor. ***** The MD's office was a corner room with floor-to-ceiling windows on two sides, the city spread below in every direction, artwork covering every wall. The woman behind the desk stood when we entered. She was fifties, sharp-eyed, with the particular composed energy of someone who ran things well and knew it.

“Didn't you hear Syamsa talking to you? Don't you go on because Mrs. Darmi is in pain. " "It's okay, Mas. It really hurt earlier, but now the pain is lessening. Alhamdulillah it can be moved, "said Mrs. Darmi. Qomar was stunned. "Really healed, madam?"

As Mr Justin spoke, all the ladies including Grace gave him their undivided attention. "As The manager of Black Entertainment, I would like to thank All of you Beautiful Ladies, For your Patience and also would like to say sorry for the amount of time we lost due to some difficulties, we hope you forgive us". Mr Justin was very articulate and had his own way with words too, as he spoke Grace noticed how their faces turned from a frown to a smile and even a blush from some ladies as he called them beautiful ladies, Grace didn't think much about it, but they all surely did.

Slim I leaned against my car in the parking lot, waiting for the familiar sound of the bell to signal the end of the school day. Feeling restless, I absentmindedly touched the cut on my cheek, then reached for the cigarette I had tucked behind my ear. I lit it up and took a deep drag, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. As the bell rang, I dropped the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with my shoe. The doors swung open, and students spilled out, eager to escape the building. People approached me, much to my displeasure. Being popular seemed to make sense to others, but it held no appeal for me. I disliked social interactions of any kind, but I tolerated them.