Novel Smiles Novels & Stories

Only unanswered questions lingered in Smiles head,leaving her hanging in space, in the world of questions. Trying to calm herself down, she saw them, Mark and Xena. Walking towards her, it's like a test on her self-control. Watching them with the malicious smile on Xena's face was no good sign but her being Smiles, the only last one of her kind, she could only brave up herself, putting in a straight and a happy face. Wasn't expecting to see you here, you know…it's a classic and rich party meant for rich people, you know" Xena gave a snort of disgust.

Even in his simple gestures, the impact on her heart was powerful. “Why were you still asking? Hmp.” Summer frowned. “Recently, you seem to be burdening the world. Now, it looks like you own the world with the width of your smile.” "It simply came to our notice then. I got out of the box. See? My erotic-novel is now being launch.” “Nah! Don’t give me that crap! I know your novel is not the cause of your wide smiles, Shean. I know those smiles, eeh. I came from there. I'm coming back; you're just going.”

'I'm not' I want to say that but that will be really impolite so instead I said "Yes, thank you for lending me your shoulder" and smiled brightly. He also smiled with a satisfaction on his face making me vonfuse 'Why the hell is he smiling now?' I can't seriously think of a reason why and it's also impossible for him to smile just because I thanked him What the hell is wrong with this guy? Is he playing to confuse me? No. That couldn't it be because he doesn't even show his emotions that easily, Based on the novel, he hates showing an emotion with other people so he won't sacrifice that just to make fun of me

Yara. " I will repay you all with my blood." I whispered, a small smile playing at my lips , a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes. Disbelief and panic were plastered all over the Smith's faces except on Jade's face. Jade wore a challenging smile, with a smirk pulling at the corners of her lips. She was the happiest, after all.

09 | M I C H E L L E ' S T R A U M A *** A smile is one of the millions of things in this world that is mysterious. A smile is a symbol of happiness, and at the same time, it can also be a symbol of covering up sadness. People smile because they feel happy, but that smile can also look torturous. A perfect contradiction. It was this kind of smile that was now clearly visible on Michelle's lips seeing the calm face of her sister who was sleeping beside her. The chin is firm with a few fine hairs around it, the nose is sharp and seems very adonis. His regular breathing gives off a calm atmosphere.

For which he replied with a smile on his face. Am I hallucinating or is this real. I can't believe the mighty ruthless arrogant manipulative one and only Mr. Alexander Hamilton smiled. The smile is real purely coming from his eyes, making his eyes sparkle with happiness Truth be told, that smile is beautiful, beautiful like a rainbow above the forest. If I had a boon , I'll wish to see his smile again, he roared up his engine by clearing my imaginations and left. **** Hii guys I'm yours Athena-may

The narcissistic young man, Nicholas immediately approached his younger sister as if he had guessed, what on earth made her smile so widely like this? "A young girl usually smiles for two reasons. The first is when she hears the seduction of a man, the second is when she is in love. So Mia, tell me what makes you smile?" "Sm ... smile? me? no ... no, I'm not smiling? is it wrong if I smile?" she said nervously. Even so, she couldn't avoid the suspicious gazes shown by her siblings. "You have read your attitude, Mia! why not be honest?" asked David.

she said that putting a worried look. The Knights nodded before bidding a goodbye and after they're departure and the Maids carrying that injured maid figure disappearing, her lips curve upwards itself without the owner noticing it in time, that worried look she wore a while ago was replace by a smile that she always carried with her for her entire life in her original world. Not too bright, neither not too dim, just a simple smile that only ordinary but lucky people uses. But who knows? What that kind of smile means to her. Well, only she knows and only the creator of the novel itself.

But the softness in everyone’s eyes told me it wasn’t him. I had really smiled. For the first time in months. And I didn’t know how to feel about it. What did it mean? Was I beginning to accept this place—this darkness, this repetitive cycle—as my new reality? Was I even allowed to? “There’s nothing stopping you from laughing, Julian,” Lucian said gently, drawing my attention to him. “It’s just a smile—it’s not that big a deal.” He pushed off the bars and slid to the floor with a sigh. “I saw you smiling a lot in your memories. Helping people. Always with this bright grin. So what’s stopping you from doing that now?” His voice softened further. “I don’t care if you smile. Raven doesn’t eithe

Celeste The moment the darkness swallowed her vision, I smiled—not the soft, polite smile I wore when pretending to be loyal, not the careful servant’s smile meant to earn trust—but something older, deeper, carved from years of waiting and swallowing humiliation. It spread slowly across my lips, deliberate and unhurried, the kind of smile that only comes when something long desired finally begins to unfold exactly as planned. I watched her carefully, savoring the delay between the magic taking hold and her mind catching up to what had just happened. That tiny pause… that fragile second before panic… it was exquisite.