Playful Smile Novels & Stories

No … It was a smile like someone watching dominoes fall exactly how they placed them. Like a player in a game who just made the winning move.

Jones muffled, chuckling intermittently. He let out a smile again flashing his tobacco stained teeth(I really messed up in his storyline). I let a small chuckle as his smile reminded me of an emoji, the emoji's smile had all 36s showing in a funny manner. P.S: let's be reminded that the colour of his teeth and that of the cute smiley emoji can in no way,come into mind at this comparison, that subject is significantly abrogated from this context as we limelight the focus; the similarity between both smiles.

“Not just talking. You were smiling.” I paused for half a second. Damn Marcus and his semi functioning memory. Tariq dropped his fork like it was breaking news. “Smiling? Like actually smiling? Not the polite one or the fake public one, but the real kind?” “I smile all the time,” I muttered. “False,” Rafeal said. “You smirk, you glower, you look vaguely constipated sometimes, but smiling? That’s rare, my guy.” Tariq barked a laugh. “So who was she?”

"Clause, is that smile your happiest smile?" That's right, for the past half month like that person's shadow, you've always wanted to ask why you have to forcefully smile when you don't want to? Maybe he smiles beautifully, but to him, that smile is really ugly and very heavy, every time he sees it, he feels his heart throbbing again. Can you make him smile the happiest? "Aren't you going home?" "I'll be right there." The smiling Clause also stopped walking fast. Now it understands what he means, having friends to play with is not too bad!

I asked. He nodded with a smile on his face. The smile was not sad neither was it a forced smile. I could tell that he was happy with what he had done. Who could have imagined that my best friend who was well-known as a playboy would end up doing something so dumb for love?

I could almost do this blindfolded. The handler snorted from the counter. “You don’t have to smile like an idiot dad there.” “Shh. Wait for it,” I snapped him out, already anticipating that wide grin she always gives after finishing her bottle. And there it was. The moment her lips parted from the bottle, Daisy gave a little wiggle, then went perfectly still. My anticipation grew bigger. Daisy let out a playful grin, small at first, before it stretched into a full, toothless smile that could outshine the sun.

’ Another smile, all white straight teeth and mischievous flickers in that look. I forgot about this side to him. His borderline playful and sometimes tolerable side.

I felt at home with the intensity that she looked at me, with the way her lips opened and formed the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in my life. Well, at least that smile hasn't changed. I could say that it actually just got wider. I have never seen a more beautiful smile than the one Camila gave to our daughter while playing with her. A moment so pure, that seems to be so ordinary for them, but that still carries its unique beauty, carries its meaning and above all, a happiness that I have never seen.

He’s so adorable! He looks like a child who appreciates a simple gift that somebody gave him. His smile is contagious, it seems like whatever his feelings are, you would feel it as well because of his face expression. “Your smile.” I looked at Shia when she whispered on my ear. I raised my eyebrows on her. “The toy is just so cute,” I defended myself. “The toy or the person who’s holding the toy?” she teased but I just rolled my eyes that made her laugh.

She looked at him with a playful smile. "You up?" Stanley blinked, fully awake now.