Sinister Smirk Novels & Stories

Lying shirtless on this sαme bed. Right fucking here. Smirking αt the cαmerα. The sαme crooked‚ smug smirk he hαd given me. There wαs lipstick on his neck. And α womαn’s bαre leg resting over his wαist. My throat closed.

He stopped walking and turned his head towards me and smirked. “Tesoro, As now you are officially mine, you are mine to protect, mine to care, mine to adore, mine to torture and mine to break. “ He held his sinister smile, which shivered my soul. He answered with a devilish smirk, holding on his lips while nuzzling his face in my neck, smelling my skin with a lustful breath, sucking my, biting my neck.

An amusing sinister smirk lifted in the corner of his mouth. I quickly grabbed the doorknob and slammed it so that he couldn't come inside. But he was so fast, that he placed his one hand on the door and shoved it forward powerfully, which caused me to fly and land two feet away from the door, on the ground. "My my. We haven't had the pleasure to say hello again, and you're already closing the door on my face?" He was amused that almost gave me a heart attack. "Very bad, baby girl." He clicked his tongue and shook his head, that sinister smirk still plastered on his luscious lips.

I feel instantly sick with the wave of change that happens so obviously. He closes down all hints of emotion and that blank face takes on an eerie smugness. He smirks, rubs his thumb deliberately and slowly over his lip where the bottom of my palm caught him and looks at me in the most wrathful way I have ever seen on any face in my whole life. Cold, sinister and calm. His calculating brain devising a plot to make me suffer. I swear that’s what I summarise in that expression.

The smile on Dante's lips faltered for a bit as it turned into a sinister grin. "No”

She smiles in a sinister way and whispers. “Shall we?”

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

What should look like a smirk, looked like a very evil and scary grin making the small boy to hide the more, as if he was attempting to enter into his father's skin. "Are you sure he's ready"? The scary shadow man asked and his father just nodded "He is " his father mutttered "We'll see about that" the strange looking man murmured, his gaze lingering on the small boy as his lips tugged up in a smirk, scaring the child the more "Has he said anything yet"? The boy's father asked and the creepy looking man just shook his head "Not yet, but he will, oh he sure will" he taunted smiling at the last part before facing the man on the chair and gripping his face hard, making him look at him.

He just looked at me with that calm, infuriating smirk, like he was still in control even when I had his life in my hands. My grip tightened. Why wasn’t he afraid? “Pretty doll,” he murmured, folding his arms leisurely behind his head like he was watching a circus show. “What do you think you’re doing?” That smirk, I wanted to rip it off his face. “Wipe that stupid grin off your face,” I snapped, trying to sound fierce, but I wasn’t sure it worked. “Why should I?” he drawled, tone rich with mockery. “You’re entertaining me with your little display of sheer foolishness.”

I said with a sinister smirk playing on my lips. Time to pay our sugar mummy a visit.