Sly Smirk Novels & Stories

a smirk? I have no idea what this is about, but the anger and sadness I saw in Killian's eyes were like a knife straight through my heart… Not only did he say he hates me, he even labeled me….a whore, a murderer. My hand shakes, my whole body trembles as I try to talk to him, but Chloe keeps butting in. Looking at her, she has a mischievous smirk and the twitch in her mouth tells me all that I need to know, something's off, somehow.

The man smirked, his expression sharp and smug. “Well, hello there, pretty little thing,” he drawled, his eyes sweeping over me. “Mind telling me what you’re doing somewhere you’re definitely not supposed to be?”

He smirked. " We'll see about that "

he mused, his voice dripping with smugness. Clyde’s laughter echoed through the room, a cruel, mocking sound. He looked at me with that infuriatingly smug expression, the one that made me want to slap it right off his face. “I wonder how you fell for a person like him,” he sneered, his voice dripping with amusement. “It’s funny, really.”

he smirk flashing the mischief and amusement in his eyes. Seriously?

he stated, with a mischievous smirk at the edge of his lips. What the hell is that smirk? And why does he look more delighted than us, who are affected by it?

Sly sluggish gaze pinned on her, asking her to continue. “You are a fan of vampire movies. You are also fond of dragons and dinosaurs.” She tried to reason with him. “And so?” The tips of his lips curled up into something akin to smug as he leaned his chin on his palm and propped his elbow on his folded knees. “I will grant you a pass to stroll around their territory…” She threw the bait. “And launching my own investigation?” She nodded. Sly rubbed his palm and thought. Whereas, Smile and the rest of the Hyena were looking at him with anticipation. It was a rare moment to have Sly decide it for them. Sly was like third-in-command. Smart didn’t usually make any decision for their next destina

Not yet. Sly chuckled softly, looking up from the screen. "Yeah, you go in there guns blazing, and you'll be dead before you even pull the trigger." I glared at him “Fine,” I muttered, my voice dark but controlled. ---- The cold light from Sly’s laptop illuminated his face as he typed furiously, fingers dancing over the keys with eerie precision. His smug expression was something that always grated on me, but I had to keep my composure. I couldn't afford to let this asshole see that he was getting to me. Nikolia stood by my side, his presence a steady reminder, but I knew I was already teetering on the edge of control.

“Oh, I’m serious!” His smirk shifted into a soft smile. “Then I’m serious.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Andy explained with a smirk. ***