Playful Smile Novels & Stories

Her smile is so bright and wide that Alexei raises his finger to poke a corner of her lips. “Poke! Poke for a smile!” He grins. “What are you doing?” Roseanne asks curiously. “You look so cute when you smile that I want to touch your smile,” he explains. “So, poke for a smile!” The children break into a laugh. “I want to poke your smile too!” Roseanne says, standing on her tiptoes to poke him. “No!” He playfully runs away while Roseanne chases him. “No fair! I want to poke your smile!” She whines as she runs after him. Alexei only laughs at her and runs further away.

Ayana had taken great care to capture the depth and sincerity she often found in Adam's gaze, knowing it to be one of his most defining features. As she focused on his smile, Ayana couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth radiating from the canvas. His lips curled upward in a gentle arc, exuding a genuine sense of joy and kindness that seemed to leap off the painting. It was the kind of smile that could brighten even the darkest of days—a reflection of the light-hearted spirit that endeared Adam to everyone he met.

“ Well, smile” She puts on a blinding, annoying smile but somehow, it makes me feel warm all over. “Cut the attitude” She keeps the fake smile on her face “ what attitude?”

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 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.

Greg notices me looking at them, and he smiles, “What?” I shake my head, “Nothing.” He looks suspicious, “You’re doing that thing.” “What thing?” “The emotional smile.” I gasp, “I do not have an emotional smile.” He nods seriously, “You do.” I narrow my eyes, “You’re lucky you’re hot and attractive.” He looks delighted, “I know.”

He smiled, a genuine, gentle one appearing on his face. “Seems like a perfect guy.” He couldn;t help but chuckle at his own description. I fell into a chuckle of my own and we broke into giggles. Aurora looked at us from her playmat and smiled, her toothless smile making us laugh furthermore. “She is perfect.” We both muttered together, laughing at the timing again.

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

She says smiling. A smile spread across Jason's face, showing those dimples and his pearly white teeth. I'm used to those little smiles and smirks that he does. This is the first time I actually seen him genuinely smile. "Well, how do I look now?" He asks smiling at the little girl.