Playful Glare Novels & Stories

I sent him a glare, hating his eyes on my skin. His gaze met mine and he grinned menacing, wetting his lips as his eyes swept over my body again. "On second thought, there won't be any harm If we just have a little bit of fun. Don't you think. " he closed the gap between us, clutching. He had his eyes on my face, drinking in my nervous expression and a smirk for

She said with sullen mood. He joined his brows at her sad face. "What's that pouty face for? Not to add it's inviting me to do exotic things with you." Almost immediately, her pout disappeared. She gave him a side glare. "That glare on you is giving you a quite sexy, spicy look. It's giving me ideas to try something new on you tonight." Now, it was turn for her glare to falter. Placing her both hands on of her face, she whined in frustration, causing him to chuckle lowly.

She began, her eyes trailing to everyone in the room. "This is a stupid project." And just like that, the presenters lost their patience. "And what credentials do you have to say so-" "I've barely begun my argument. Don't get provoked by five simple words." She glared at the man that spoke up. Her gaze was fierce, like a deadly snake ready to strike. Everyone felt paralyzed by her frightening stare. Where had they seen that type of glare before? It was one which warned them to be wary of their heads.

Kenzo remained silent, though his glare bore into me like intense heat. "What's with the glare, Kenzo? Did I somewhat hurt your feelings?" I said, testing his patience. I waited for him to reply, but he couldn't seem to, so I shrugged my shoulders and quickly made my way through them, bumping my shoulder into his. Before I could get away, I stopped once again and faced him. Kenzo's glare intensified, his dark eyes burning with an intense rage. His lips curled into a thin line as he clenched his fists tightly.

he grunted. I just shrugged and went back to cleaning the glasses but my heart was racing in my chest and I could feel his glare on the side of my head. He stepped toward me, looming over me, so that I had no choice but to look up but I held my ground. What?”I asked, then he smirked, his hand darting into the sink. “Oh, you want to play?” he muttered, a wicked glint finally returning to his eyes. Before I could move away, he smacked a handful of bubbled, soapy water at my forehead. It blinded me for a second, the soap stinging my eyes.

My head tilted upwards painfully towards him, my glare now burning with fury as I stared back at the traitorous bastard standing above me. “You have no right to glare at me, you bitch.” He sneered, his breath brushing harshly against my face and making my skin crawl in irritation. “You should keep your big fucking eyes down and be thankful I haven’t wasted your miserable life yet.” “You should be thankful Matvei hasn’t peeled your skin off yet.” I shot back instantly. My heart almost dropped at the vicious look that crossed his face, but I held my ground stubbornly, knowing I had to provoke him enough to make him kill me himself.

Tears collected in her eyes and hearing him, she slowly opened her eyes and glared at him which made him grin more sinfully. “Don’t worry, I will make you obedient again as I have many ways to do it,” he smirked at her and stopped his fingers from moving inside her and then took them out which hardened Ezrene's glare as she was almost in her edge but she knew this fucker loved troubling her and teasing her in every possible manner.

I smiled, as I heard the one in the middle whimpering. The man looked up at me, a full glare filled with spite on his face. I reacted swiftly, lodging the pliers into his eyes. He gagged through his scream, as blood trailed over his face, creating a horrible effect. The other two watched in Shock. I straightened, taking up my dagger, and exhaling a breath, trying to tame the monster in me.

It was fleeting, but I could clearly tell it was a glance of sordid distaste. But would you believe if I say that even his glare was beautiful? Yeah, he was that Hot. Especially his eyes. A kind of shining passionate green that the ocean turns during a storm. They were the exact glossy color of kelp on the shore, flecked with splinters of driftwood. The sclerae that surrounded them were pristine, untouched by dark flakes. I wouldn't mind being glared at, if they were these pair of eyes.

(Her POV) - Red's POV Clenching both of my hands, I glared at the guy in front of me. He has this teasing smile etched on his lips. His eyes seem to be shining despite how annoying he is. He's a bastard! Urgh! How dare he?! I just wanna wring his neck so he could die! "Aren't you tired glaring at me?" he asks. I rolled my eyes still not taking my eyes off of him. "Not until you die" if looks could kill he will be lying on the floor in front of me, lifeless.