Sarcastic Smirk Novels & Stories

He said as a smirk appeared on his face. ⸻

He carped aloofly. "No?" He gave me an unamused look."Talking to you is like talking to a broken record of comebacks and sarcastic comments." "I prefer witty comments, not sarcastic." I remarked dully. "My point proven." He looked less amused with me, yet still fascinated at the same time. What could possibly be fascinating? I couldn't possibly make myself any more-irritating, frankly. "You also don't ever smile." To that, I plastered on a smile. "What is this then?"

He does this all the time, using sarcasm in three lines and nearly shouting the last one. "That's not helpful!" I exclaim through gritted teeth. "Isn't that my job?" He raises an eyebrow and smirks. "Who do you think you are?" I ask, forcefully zipping up my bag, which only fuels my annoyance. "Do you have different sides?" He inquires, causing me to shake my head. "Well, unless we're arguing, it's always yours." I sigh and mutter sarcastically, "Thanks." "No problem," he replies, smirking all the while, as I place my bag in the cart he brought up, and then I glare at him, to which he responds with his characteristic smirk.

" Rila, the MUA answered. “Masya Allah, is it because you make up the smart ones or you are really pretty Saz? You are so beautiful ”Sinta joked while hitting Saskia's back slowly. Saskia shook her head, confused about the treatment of three college friends who are now sitting snapping the camera on her cellphone, taking pictures of them with Saskia many times.

Fredrick grimaces. A smirk spreads on my lips. “ That’s some interesting news now. ”

I say sarcastically and he turns to look at me with a raised eyebrow, the corner of his lips curving into one of those annoying smirks. “Well…there are a few things you don't know about me.” He says, the smirk on the corner of his lips stretching a few inches more and my hand is itching to slap it away. However, I hold back the urge to and pretend that his words didn't get to me. I can tell that he's enjoying the teasing and there's no way in hell I am going to give him the satisfaction. Perhaps he's right. I don't know that much about him but one thing is for sure, he's an asshole.

He winks at me, and I notice the girls are watching us now. “Daddy, don’t lie to Miss Esme!” Bea demands. “Daddy doesn’t think we’re good?” Tris asks, looking like she might cry. So much for Derek’s joke. “No, your dad and I both know you’re very good,” I assure them. “He’s just being sarcastic.” “What’s that?” Tris asks. “When you’re sarcastic, you say things you don’t mean. So, for example, I asked your dad if you behave, and he used a specific tone in his voice and facial expressions to indicate that what he was saying wasn’t true.”

The corner of his sensuous mouth curved downward in a slight sneer and his chiseled features arranged in an expression of disdain. "I don't think subjecting you all to my playing would be advisable on such a pleasant evening," he said sarcastically. "Unless, of course, the goal is to transform this lively gathering into a full-blown funeral. I'd hate to be held responsible for snuffing out the very life of anyone who might have dared to provoke my wrath."

He sniped with a sly smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. I knew it! What a jerk!

She had an evil smirk on her face. "Tsk, tsk Just who did you offend this time?"