Roguish Grin Novels & Stories

He lets out a sharp breath, not a sound of protest but something closer to a fucking laugh. “You think this is funny?” My grip tightens, my knuckles flexing against his skin as my nails press into the underside of his jaw. His pulse beats fast under my fingers, but he doesn’t fight it. He likes it. “Yeah,” Rook breathes, his grin wide and wild, his hands gripping my wrists like he’s daring me to go harder. “I think it’s fucking hilarious.”

Just with more tattoos and worse hygiene. They grab my arms, rough but not professional. Amateurs. I subtly rotate my wrists behind my back, adjusting the ropes. Loose enough to slip free when the time comes. Tight enough to look convincing. No premature heroics. I turn my head and flash my cockiest, lopsided grin at the one on the right — the smile that has historically made girls weak in the knees and all fussy down south. He blinks. Nothing. Yeah. Wrong audience. I watch the taillights disappear into the rain and let my grin morph into something sharper. Darker.

I raised my tone. The way he grins after finishing a sentence is really creepy.

Mike was wearing a permanent grin on his face and I wondered if the wind changed, would his face stay like that? “What are you laughing at?” Mike's grin still in place questioned me. “Just wondering if your face hurt, from wearing that stupid look you’ve had since we came home.” I laughed at him. *You have that same stupid grin* Rogue scoffed at me through the mind-link, including Mike in it. “See, I’m not the only one.” Mike chuckled.

The rogue leader smirked while showing off his coloured crooked teeth which looked very disgusting, I scrunched up my nose at the smell oozing from his mouth. “You want to know what I can do? Well then, you asked for it and pushed me beyond the limit so don't complain that I showed you a glimpse of what I can do.” She shrugged and the remaining rogues fixed their gaze on her, Although my heart was beating erratically, I knew there was no way he was going to take me away from them today so I tried slowing down my heartbeat.

A sinister grin was etched on his black lips. ***

The smile on Dante's lips faltered for a bit as it turned into a sinister grin. "No”

A grin I was sure I recognized but couldn't place where from… Suddenly there was a deep growl from just a little across the embankment where Mason was making his way up too. I looked at the warrior with fear, but he grinned again. “Aww, don’t let grumpy guts worry you, he is just jealous that I have more charm in my little toe than he has in his entire body.”

I said with a sweet voice, his scowl turned to a frown and that made me smile. " You'd better watch your mouth rogue, I won't take it lightly with you mate or not" he stood up straight. I scoffed, "Well get used to it cause it's how I am boo". His facial expression adjusted to a blank one. It looked scary like he wanted to strangle me but he was waiting for the right time. Weird.

Because one of them growls lowly, showing his canines. Rogues.