Plastic Smile Novels & Stories

I stammered stupidly hating myself the second the words escaped my lips. He smiled that little devil smile of his. His smile should come with a mandatory warning. WARNING: Females should be aware that this smile can be detrimental to their health. Side effects include rapid pulse, palpitation, sweaty palms, and in severe cases sexual arousal leading to impromptu hot-as-hell backseat sex.

And this one appeared to be mine. “Mr. Ivan! Is it true?” one shouted. “Mrs. Ivan! Did you really—” another began. “Smile,” I murmured under my breath, leaning just close enough for the cameras to catch the illusion of intimacy. Her lips curved, not warmth, not joy, but precision. A smile sculpted for show. I mirrored it, sliding my hand to the small of her back as we walked through the chaos toward the conference hall. To anyone watching, we were untouchable. Perfect. Everything they wanted us to be.

"Yes, I'll be your girlfriend. Yes, you can take care of us. Yes, Adam. Yes." The smile that broke across his face was not the thin, self-deprecating smile of the past week. It was not the controlled, professional smile of the CEO or the polite, distant smile of the man at the reception in Zurich. It was a real smile — wide and unguarded and almost painful in its intensity. The smile of a man who had been holding his breath for a decade and had finally been allowed to exhale.

“Look at his face!” We all burst into laughter, and I caught the moment when Miles laughed too. I don't remember seeing him laugh before, or maybe only in online videos. But, in the real world, his smile looks adorable with his gummy smile. Not just physically, with his little mouth and tiny teeth showing in the way his gums are formed, but emotionally as well. His smile feels genuine, even though it's simple and doesn't stand out. But that smile seemed to lift the entire weight off Miles Brown's shoulders.

Aiden might enjoy that. Aiden: Can you send me a pic? Me: Sure. I pull out my ponytail and let my messy red hair fly everywhere. My dark hazel eyes squint. The sun is bright. I find the perfect spot in the room that hides the sun's gaze. I take a selfie and smile. My teeth are straight and white. Four years of braces have paid off. At least I'm not called 'cage face' anymore. Aiden: Pretty face. Looking good.

The representatives from the Twilight Group turned pale. To win, they brought along Twilight Group's newest beauty pod technology. They had invested so much money to develop it. Yet, it could not compare to Larissa's freshly compounded beauty cream! The beauty pod clicked, signaling that the time was up. They brought out the model who underwent the lower jaw recovery surgery. Objectively speaking, Michael's surgery was successful. It recovered the model's misaligned lower jaw. Now, she can close her mouth fully. After the recovery rays from the beauty pod, her skin was recovering faster.

If she were a child, I'd have smacked her for falling for their deceit. "I'm done being authentic. A little enhancement never hurts anyone. My gap tooth and the pimple on my forehead are screaming Dracula's daughter." The image of a little vampire princess in a pink nightie was almost comical, and I laughed aloud at her antics. "Was that necessary? Ask anyone, and they'll tell you that your teeth enhance your features. I love it and it gives you a unique smile. Stop acting dramatic." She blew a raspberry. "If I were as flawless as you, I wouldn't be stuck as a single pringle with no dude to oil my engine."

I’ve been popular all of my school life, I have the best facial features from my parents which aren’t model like but give me a more soft face with perfect features. "You do smile too hard, little girl and I suppose that's the way all teenagers are or something along those lines. But the first lady doesn't smile in such a manner that you can see the top and bottom row of teeth and not to mention her gums." I brought my hands to my lips to cover them from her eyes, "I don't show my gums when I smile." "Yes, you do. You need to smile in a manner where only your top row of teeth show," she removed my hands from my lips, "but then again, we ought to be grateful that you smiled that way because yo

Seeing the woman avoiding him like a snake, Finn slightly raised his eyebrows, "What are you backing up for? Isn't plastic surgery a normal thing? Why are you so scared after I pointed it out?" The woman's back stiffened, and she realized that she had overreacted, so she quickly lowered her eyelids to cover the panic in her eyes and forced a smile. "Doctor, I'm not scared. I just don't want my history to be exposed in public. After all, girls like to say that they are natural beauties and hate to be revealed as plastic beauties."

I have a different job so I had no choice to congratulate them even if it wasn't true. "You look beautiful today ma'am good morning" Isa greeted me I faked a smile and smiled "haaa, your outfit was stunning, Where did you buy it? Text me the link where you bought it hahaha" Yeah That's how my day is always so I'm used to talking plastically with the plastics that are around Plastic here, plastic everywhere. Plastics are scattered around "Ma'am, did you call me?" I asked Mrs. Romero when I entered her office She looked up at me and moved the seat in front of her "sit down first"