Remarkable Grins Novels & Stories

He said softly. She looked up to face him and she smiled mildly. “Thank you Sir, and I am sorry about that,” she responded. Rachel couldn’t help but notice that he had a heart shaped face which was very attractive, the package came with a pointed chin, a wide forehead and a slender jawline with very sharp lines. He was not just handsome, he was very manly. He had short but well-kept beards, with a tiny line of sideburns and his gray eyes reflected with the light. Maybe it wasn’t a coincidence that his last name is Gray.

Even the dark cloud covering the land slowly departed, revealing the bright full moon. My smile was almost idiotic. “That was a killer grand entrance,” I whispered inside my palm. She glared at Riftan before shifting her jarring gaze at me. The more her green eyes lingered on me, the more I figured that the witchy Grace was super cool and downright scary. There was no way the woman who stood in front of me was that one who joked about curves and big butts. On a sure stride, she took a small step backward. Riftan ripped out of his seat, my hand still gripped tight in his.

Grace, usually composed, now appears eager to extract every detail about my encounter with the captivating billionaire. I let out a small giggle, apprehensive about my response. "Well, it wasn't terrible," I cautiously reply. "It was alright, I suppose." Grace playfully imitated a snoring sound, her eyes widening with mock exasperation. "Boring... Seriously, was the date a complete snooze fest? Nothing exciting happened? You two didn't engage in any activities?"

With both hands busy, Grimm’s knee still bops and bumps while he clacks away on the laptop with more than a few other gadgets tacked on to the device. Puppy’s mouth must be attached to the same motor as his leg as he talks us through all the tech crap he’s doing. “Fuck me kid...” I know Rourke’s about to demand the same thing I am ‘English’. Daddy barely gets out the correction he can’t bite down before Grimm lands a comeback with a wit as fast as the rest of his hyperactive parts. “Forgot my lube, and you’re missing a few zeros on my check before I deep throat a King Kong cock,” my coffee flies out of my nose as much as my mouth.

I shot him a glare over my shoulder… only to see that damn grin. Grinning. GRINNING! For the first time. Well... damn. Who would’ve imagine? Even the devil knows how to smile.

We’re so close, my lips nearly graze his as I quietly say, “I don’t scare so easily, Mr. Richards. Though, I will contend that your timing was impeccable this morning, and I’d be remiss not to express my appreciation for your assistance.” “Remiss, hmm?” One corner of his tempting mouth quirks. It’s that sardonic, half-assed grin he gives when he’s amused, but doesn’t really want to reveal how much he’s amused. Admittedly, he’s a master at retaining the upper hand. Just one more thing that’s so disarming about him.

Anything else? "One smells lighter and coppery, so I'm thinking human. And one . . . damn, someone's wearing a fuck-ton of Old Spice." "She IS good," came a new voice, edged with a southern drawl. Shamira opened her eyes to see Grizzly Adams, or a pretty close approximation thereof. He was a large man, standing easily six feet four inches tall, with a bushy beard, long wild hair. He had a caveman forehead, but the eyes sparkled with both amusement and insight. And he was built like an Arkansas razorback, meat and muscle and more than a hint of danger.

Edges brushed with pale violet. He grinned. The corner of his mouth tugged sideways, a canine flashing. His face wasn't used to the expression. Too many years since he'd used it. When the muscles of his cheekbone pulled upward, the lines at the corners of his eyes bunched together like cracked earth. But his teeth were white. The canine was sharper than the rest. It glinted in the sun. Reg stared at him. "Dad, what are you smiling at."

Owen grinned. “With pleasure.”

One without teeth but one that makes his eyes twinkle like the stars in the night sky. "Alpha Deimos's smile sure is bright today. It is shinning right at my face." Elriam mumbles beneath her breath filling her cup with fresh juice. My head snaps to her eyes widening to her words. I snort and choke trying to control my laughs. She is right in this case the wolves that sit close to him look even more fearful now some of them trembling visibly.