Novel & Cerita Sardonic Grin

Ryan rested his arm on the armrest, leaning back while crossing his legs propping it on his other leg. Mr. Sardines stopped smoking for a spur of the moment, and again continued placing the tip of the cigar against his lip, with his sarcastic laughter smoke began to ooze out,"Mi piace come parli. Hai un atteggiamento ma non certo come tuo fratello. ( I like the way you talk. You've attitude but not brains like your brother. )"

he went on in that unnerving tone. Oh crap. What exactly did he know about my journey? About Bree and our little spirit world mixup? A million more questions bubbled up, but before I could get a word out, he flashed me this unsettling grin. Like he was trying to look friendly but his mouth... wasn't quite made for smiling. That unnerving grin of his stretched even wider, like a snake unhinging its jaws. "Though I imagine our guest has far more questions than can be sated by broth."

It was a sound completely devoid of humor - harsh, bitter, and slightly unhinged. The laughter echoed through the empty apartment, bouncing off bare walls and creating an eerie, hollow effect. "Good," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm and pain. "Very good, Aria. You're really something special, aren't you?"

And I don't know what's wrong with him in my head, but he looked so attractive with his hair messed up wildly. Grean, with his head stuck inside a book; whose headline was “Advantages of Being a Marginalized”; He ignored the abnormal attitude of his friends until he pulled a cigarette out of his black leather jacket and comically lit it with his friend's toy lighter. He looked up at us and gave me his best lopsided smile. There are killer smiles and those of Grean Elordi. I turned a little blushing, “I'll pretend I haven't seen anything.”

Dicken drew his tongue out and licked his greasy lips, exposing his sharp teeth in displeasure. When he saw the remaining grilled fish in my hand, he got a sad expression on his face. I couldn't help but burst out laughing when I saw his expressions. I was laughing so hard that I couldn't hold the fork in my hand.

I replied nervouse with his possible outburst. Suddenly his lips curved into a slight grin looking at me with mischievous on his eyes shifting his mood again. S-Seriously? Is he making fun of me? "You're playfully grinning" I stated describing him. The corner of his lips rose up a bit as if he is amused with me and then he chuckle sexily. "I am" he nodded "You look nervous" he laugh earning a frown from me. "I'm not nervous" I retorted. "Uh huh?" He playfully hummed.

I narrowed my eyes as I shot him a sarcastic smile, “You really love seeing me annoyed, huh?” He chuckled, shaking his head with a grin, “You really are something, Kathrina.” “Yeah, you bring out the annoyance in me,” I uttered sarcastically, putting up air quotes in annoyance for emphasis. “Okay, sorry. Sorry.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes again—he was still laughing, and I don’t even know why he finds me being annoyed funny! The last time I checked, I look pretty scary when I’m annoyed. Plus, he was just purposely doing it, it was definitely pissing me off.

I tried dеѕреrаtеlу not to express the look оf bіttеr dіѕарроіntmеnt I knew was аbоut tо сrоѕѕ mу fасе. “See thаt wasn’t so bаd, was it? I thіnk уоu mау hаvе еvеn еnjоуеd it,” hе ѕаіd grinning, his еуеѕ filled wіth аmuѕеmеnt.

"Make sure he stays that way." Lucian’s jaw tightens. A slow, lethal grin spreads across his face—a predator recognizing its own kind. "With pleasure," he whispers.

A sarcastic grin, and she raised her eyebrow. "Nice to meet you, Symphony," she said, still grinning. "C-Charity..."