Sam Wilson Smile Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry. I'm still getting used to this version of Mr. Vilmorre." "What version?" "The one who smiles." I instinctively straightened my expression. "I don't smile." She pointed at my face. "You literally are." "...Am I?" "You are." Then we both laughed. It was quiet but natural.

He says with a goofy smile. I try not to smile but I fail miserably. “Come on, Wesley. I’m being serious. Be serious for once.” I say. He breathes out loudly. “Okay, okay. I’m switching to serious mode. Go ahead, I’m listening.” He says. “Someone texted me.” I say. “Okay?” He drags the word. “It was weird. It was a smiling emoji and then some quote about me getting to close to fire and being burned.” I say.

I gulped foolishly, "Where...huh, are we going?" For the first time ever, I saw Dashiell smile, showing his perfect set of teeth. Dare I say my jaw almost dropped. It was almost as if he aged backwards with the beautiful smile he gave. "You're smiling? That's new," I joked and clasped my hands together.

More than that, he’s smiling. It’s nothing elaborate. It’s small. A Vincent smile. I take it.

Simmi's POV " Can you tell me the reason for that beautiful smile on your kissable lips?? " He asked all of a sudden with a mocking smile. " What?? I am not smiling. " I said and tried to look indifferent and cursed myself for behaving like that. " Aww... Please don't do that to me, I love that smile of yours please don't deprive me of such a thing. Enjoy yourself... I was not laughing at you, I just loved seeing you smiling like that. You look much more beautiful when you smile. It was absolutely refreshing to see someone genuinely enjoying something, usually, you are annoyed and irritated but just now you looked like a young girl who was enjoying herself, forgetting everything around her.

He smiles at me once more. Damn, that smile does strange things to me! His hazel eyes seem to almost light up when he smiles, little wrinkles next to his eyes appear, making his face seem instantly more animated. I see him looking at the lock screen of my phone as he goes to hand it back. The picture is of me and my brother with our father at a pack event. All formal.

he smirked. Blake's POV Her lips curved upward into a smile bright enough to blind me, she probably caught on to what I was suggesting. She gasped, still smiling from ear to ear, "Blake Wilson, are you saying what I think you're saying." I returned her smile with one just as bright but it's not as if I could help it, her smile was contagious like that, "Depends, what do you think I'm saying?"

Hunter added before he pushed his glasses up until the frames reached his nasal bridge using his left middle finger. Emily lost the color of her face that made her smile look so sour. On the other hand, Willowy only maintained her calm expression with a smile that got even brighter. "We didn't. Why would we push her, right? It’s not like, we have any motives, do we?" Willowy said as she expressed her usual saint-like smile.

John teased Emily mimicking her tone and Louis burst out laughing once again. “Johnnnn!” Emily whined, stomping her foot on the floor like a child. A smile unconsciously graced Sia's lips and they all turned to look at her. “Wh-What?” Sia stuttered having all attention on her. She was not used to it. Shit Sia! Did you really had to smile?! A smile stretched upon all of their faces and Emily mused, “You look good when smiling Sia!” Emily passed her a beautiful smile.

Samuel smiled and said softly. What?!