Novel & Cerita Ryan Smiles

“Uh… yeah. That’s me.” He nodded, giving a faint, polite smile. “Lucas… he talks a lot.” Lucas’s cheeks flushed slightly. “I’m sure he doesn’t.” Ryan smirked faintly, and for a second, his guard slipped, but only just. “Relax. I don’t bite.” I forced a smile, though my stomach twisted. “Good to meet you… I guess.”

She smiled, "Good then! You don't have to be sad, he'll be fine." He looked at me strangely, then smiled sweetly and walked out after leaving me dead because of that smile!! What a strange! I am rational and superior here but even after hours have passed I remember his sweet smile and he smiled involuntarily and even ashamed! I feel really crazy ...... Ryan was wasting his time playing football because he was free for this class and couldn't find anyone to sit with, it's true he is loved but he doesn't have friends yet and the one next to him has been avoiding him since the first day as if he killed her father and kidnapped her sister!

Tyler smirked, looking at me at first then his eyes moved to Rayne. I looked at Rayne and waited to hear whatever she had to say. "As much as I would love to dance with you and I'm sure that your dancing skills are doubtless, I'm Adrian's date, who happens to be the emperor of this great empire, so I have to maintain a good image. It wouldn't be nice if people saw me dancing around with different men, it might be taken wrongly; specially that you're an emperor too and I'm guessing that you're single. I sincerely apologize for not being able to accept your offer." Rayne impressed me with how politely she refused his offer.

Ryan murmured, his mood ever playful. Crazy man!

"I hate when men look down at women whenever they show any sort of emotion! I've been acting tough all day, but I'm only human, Ryan! So yes! I've been crying tonight!" Ryan smiles lazily, overlooking the fact that I'm viciously glaring daggers at him. "There is nothing wrong with having emotions," I stare at him, debating on what to say next. I'm confused. I thought Ryan would laugh in my face after finding out I've been crying and be proud of the fact he had managed to break me. But instead, he is tilting his head at me, looking almost kind. "I don't understand you..." I mutter. Ryan shows me his pearly whites, the action takes me by surprise. I've never see

You can't trust these serial killers you know. Ryan was the most happiest man on earth, though he was surprised at Lisa's response, but it was perfect. He gives her big smile. Lisa could see Ryan portraying signs of a serial killer with that unexpected big smile and immediately playing along for her safety, she smiles back, widely.

She had a wide grin on her face; she looked so happy. To think she could no longer smile because some monster had killed her. I was fixated on the picture closely when Tessa blurted out, “You notice they all kinda look like you, Yas?” Before I could say anything, someone called my name. “Yasmin.” I froze. That voice—I would know it anywhere. Ryan walked up, wearing that smug grin he always had. He didn’t even acknowledge Tessa or Eli, just leaned down, kissed the top of my head, and said, “I’ve missed you.”

“Then why do you keep coming back?” Rosa glared at him for one long, tense moment. Then, without another word, she stormed out. As soon as the door slammed shut behind her, silence filled the room. Ryan didn’t move. He simply sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor. Minutes passed. Then, slowly, deliberately, he stood up. My heart pounded as he turned towards the camera. His movements were calm. Too calm. And then, he smiled. Not just any smile. A smile that was calculated, knowing. A smile that sent cold fear trickling down my spine.

Then his gaze dropped briefly to my face, sharpened, and the bastard smiled. “Oh no.” I narrowed my eyes. “What?” Ryan straightened. “That’s not your usual face.” “I’m going to need you to be more specific.” “That’s not your ‘I hate everything’ face.” I stepped around him. “Move.” He moved with me. Still in my way. “Nope.” “Ryan.” "That's your 'something happened, and now you're pretending you're fine about it' face." “I am fine.” “That’s also not your fine face.”