Sardonic Grin Novels & Stories

His voice, low and husky. Yeah. Like I can stop myself from melting. He turned me around and moved us through the crowd, his eyes holding mine, a half-cocked grin played on his lips behind the mask. I looked back at my untouched plate of risotto and meat balls catching Gracelyn's wink. A full blown cheshire cat grin dancing on her lips. She was going to eat my ears off once the day was over.

A burning cigarette settled between his fingers and he blew out the smoke from the cigarette, slowly and deliberately. His lips curled into a smile and his lips pressed into a thin smile. Evil. “I will be here, Sunshine…” Laughs in sarcasm. “When you Mr right become the only wrong that will ever exist.”

“You two are insufferable. Just… just ride in silence.” “Silence is overrated,” Corvin said cheerfully. “And you, my dear gloomy leader, are far too entertaining for it anyway.” Edric shook his head, but there was a twinkle of amusement in his eye. “I can hear them from here. You’re smiling, Alaric. Admit it.” Alaric pinched the bridge of his nose. “Fine. Maybe I’m smiling. But it is a strategic smile. To disarm enemies, to appear approachable, to—”

“That’s my question.” The man scoffed, trying to shake off Cardan’s grip and failing. “I was just trying to grab a chic, so why don’t you fuck off?” A slow, dark laugh rumbled out of Cardan’s chest, and the sound sent shivers straight down my spine. It wasn’t amusement. I had stsyed with hhim for a while to be able to differentiate what he intended when he laughed, adn to notice that he laughed more often when he was displeased or angry.

I don't discern why this jerk looks like a calm dick right now and is so unduly optimistic. He is so relaxed and even grinning from ear to ear. It's not his norm to be this bright and all smiles. He is always stone-faced so even a slight grin on his cold face is highly perceivable. This pesky look of his is terrorizing my equilibrium. It's itching my ass and not because I care so much about what has merited him this phenomenal look, although I must admit that I'm kinda itching to know what scheme he pulled that has amassed him this euphoria, but because he doesn't deserve to be happy at all. Not one bit!

The bronzed Gamma sarcastically stated in between his deep-sounding chuckles. SLAP!

He shot me that signature, sly grin of his. “I’m starting to think you might actually like me.”

’ My voice was flat. A faint, amused smile touched his lips. ‘Is that a hint of jealousy I detect?’ ‘No. That’s a textbook example of sarcasm. Different tonal quality entirely.’ The weird smile stayed on his face. He was looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite decipher. ‘Why are you grinning like that?’ I asked, suspicious. He just tilted his chin towards my open shopping bag. ‘I didn’t realise those were considered essential driving supplies.’ I looked down. ‘What?’

He grinned. That’s so much fucking better.