Sardonic Grin Novels & Stories

Archer seriously sneered with his dark grim look. ****😑😑****

A wicked grin spread across his face. "Are you in or not?"

Yogie said, glaring at Grace sarcastically. "And besides he won because he didn't fight me yet," he said again with one corner of his lips raised showing a scary grin. While Grace kept smiling there without knowing if someone had hate on her. *****

“Don’t get used to it.” Max leaned closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied Adrian. “Why don’t you smile more? Are you one of those grumpy old men in disguise?” I burst out laughing, nearly dropping my cone. “He’s got you pegged, Adrian.” Adrian gave Max a deadpan look. “I’m not old.” “Grumpy, though,” Max said, nodding sagely. “Definitely grumpy,” I agreed, grinning at Adrian’s long-suffering sigh.

I confessed while Miss Soren smirked at her cousin. I turned at him and mouthed 'I love you'. There, I saw his precious smile. "God! You two are so sweet!" Miss Soren squealed which made me turn back to her. I just smiled at her while Gavin sneered at his cousin’s silliness. "Oh, well, congrats! I'm happy for the both of you!" she greeted and pulled us for an embrace. I hugged her back while her cousin stayed still. I just shook my head at his behavior. He is really grumpy. I think that won't change.

"A normal?" As he got beside Fragado, he was told that the being was actually one of them and laughed again. Schnek didn't understand what was going on but since his partner Fragado was snickering, he started to join him and laugh too. The senseless occurrence was too funny for him. ❇❇❇ Now there are two orcs stupidly laughing before her. She slowly stood up and the two huge beings didn't even notice her moving. Gripping tight of her backpack, she cautiously managed to step a few feet back.

She scoffs once more, shaking her head with a sarcastic grin. “Not as sorry as me.”

A thin, satisfied smile finally graced his wrinkled face. "It's over."

he grinned. Eww...just how sick is this guy?

I saw the exact moment he processed the information—the slight tightening of his jaw, the way his eyes slowly lifted from his phone, fixing on me with a look that was both annoyed and amused. “Ah,” he said, a sarcastic smile creeping onto his face, eyes glinting with what could only be described as a dangerous amusement. “So, the little snooty aristocrats do stick together. And at what point were you planning to tell me this ‘friend’ was a guy?”