Playful Glare Novels & Stories

The glint in her eye could give the devil a run for its money. Prowling towards her like the predator I am, I grab her chin in mine, bringing her eyes to mine, leaning in close to her lips, keeping a small distance, I murmur, "Trust me, princess, you'll regret teasing me when I finally get my claws into you." Releasing her chin, I walk away, answering the door, to find Matt and Charity on the other side glaring at each other with enough hate to start a war, their heads snapping to attention when they see me standing there.

One moment he was glaring ahead, the next he grabbed my hair and pulled me to him. "Look at what you made me do! You just couldn't keep your mouth shut, didn't you?" His breathing was rugged, "I'll make you pay for this. But unlike him, I'll make you beg me to kill you," I tried to get away from his vicious grip but it only made him pull harder and bringing me closer to his angry face. He glared at me with his pitch-black eyes. If looks could kill, I would be already dead from his glare filled with hatred and loath.

I shot him a deadly glare that made him abruptly look away. Better.

He couldn't tear his gaze away from her, mesmerised by her radiant presence. A playful glint entered Gloria's eyes as she gestured to a nearby table where a packet of a product lay, its cover adorned with a photograph of a striking woman. "Am I as beautiful as the woman here?" she asked, her tone teasing, but with a hint of challenge. Lawrence chuckled softly, a sound of pure amusement, shaking his head slowly. "No comparison," he replied instantly, his eyes never leaving Gloria's radiant face, a silent testament to his conviction. "That woman on the packet cover doesn't hold a candle to your natural beauty, your vibrant presence."

I gave him a ‘what the fuck’ glare, and his response to that was a shameless laugh. “Oh, where are you going? Lets go together!” What? T-Together?! Read the room! “Absolutely not. Please go about your business.” I said curtly, gesturing with my hand for them to run along. Their eyes drifted to me, and once again, they rudely looked me over and muttered to themselves, “Well, she’s quite rude for a little squirrel.” “Yeah, way shorter than me but I think she’ll kill us with her glare.” “Totally scarier than father.”

My hand instinctively flew to my face, and I held my cheek and turned to glare at her, but I was met with a venomous glare that supersedes mine, “You bastard! How could you play me for a fool?” she yelled angrily.

he argues, a mischievous glint appearing in his eyes. Well...he isn't wrong.

I pull my hand against my body again and glare up at him. He meets my glare with a tilt of his head and a playful grin. This time when he speaks he seems far lighter, though that menacing undercurrent hasn’t quite left. “But I’ll be joining you, of course.”

She looks almost dreamily at nothing in particular and now I am definitely worried. “GURRRRLLLL! You got it this bad after one day. Don’t get me wrong he is Drop Dead Gorg…. Oh sht! It’s him isn’t it. The one from the park. The one you stare at when he’s walking his dog! Fuck me, I might start running in the mornings if thats the kind of eye candy you get to oggle!” Ally is laughing again and even I can’t stifle my giggle. That’s Ally, a positive force in a negative situation. “Ally!” Liv is now almost purple with embarrassment. “I told you that was a secret!”

She continued to glare at me, and I looked up to the heavens, silently wishing I wasn’t in this situation. “Rosh, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.” I tried to play innocent, but my voice quiver as I met her piercing gaze. “Let’s drop this conversation, please.” I pleaded, pouting and looking at her. She only glared at me. “Shut up, Myra. Your sweetness and kindness will only bring trouble to you someday.” She replied, growing annoyed, and I smiled at her frustration. “Now stop smiling, you fool.” She chided, her glare intensifying, and my smile broadened.