Smile-at-me Novels & Stories

Elena called out slowly She raised her head and flashed a smile to her friends. "I'm fine and i’m glad I’m stuck with friends like you. Thanks for having my back. Besides, for all we know, my secret admirer was never real, maybe he is like Jake and I just got played." She sighed sadly still attempting to tell herself a fact she wasn't sure if it was real. "I'm tired, let’s just go home. ” She stood up and moved towards where Elena's car was packed.

I can't breathe. A hidden platform beneath the stage slowly lifts her up, like a corpse rising from the dead. And when she sees me, she smiles. Shit. That smile. It’s not just any smile; it’s the kind that takes your breath away, leaving you frozen in place. Her lips curve upward in a way that feels both intimate and electrifying, like a secret only we share. It’s a smile that reaches her eyes, making them sparkle with a mischievous glint, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

I was expecting his grimace expression but fortunately, he smiled back at me. I sat on the bench and they three circled him. Agat was still smiling and answering their questions. I was watching them with a tug of a smirk on my face. It didn't begin as I thought but it ended smoothly. I couldn't look away from him, whenever his eyes met mine, his smile broadened. I looked around for cameras but I didn't get anyone chasing us, taking pictures from their hidden place.

I JUST WANNA SHINE LIKE THE SUN WHEN IT COMES UP. RUN THE CITY FROM THE ROOFTOPS. CAUSE TODAY'S GONNA BE MY DAY... It was a fair weather in July. Gwyneth is sitting by the window nook in her room and quietly sipping on her morning coffee when her phone rang. Yes, it's that song by Fitz and The Tantrums. She just loved the lyrics from the first time she heard it and can't seem to get enough of it thus, she assigned it as her ring tone.

Formulas and tricks, two key terms of convenience Aiys immediately gets ready to go to school, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror with a smile. "Aiys, you can," he said. [I'm in front,] Juna ordered. Hearing a cellphone tone, Aiys immediately took it and saw it, it was Juna. "Aiys," called mother. Aiys immediately opened the door and displayed the most beautiful smile of hers. "My son is happy, why did he go together? Huummz," Mother hugged Aiys's body, smiling.

She approached me again before handing me the small jar with only pills. "It's not pills. It's some kind of candy. If you're in pain or tired, eat one. It will help you relax. The pain you're feeling will also disappear for a while. Take it." She says while smiling. I hugged her again. "Let me guess, you did it too?" I said. She just smiled. "Thank you Ate." I said while smiling. "Hmm. It’s the first time in forever I saw you smiling again. You have to smile all the time. You're ugly when you frown." She said while laughing so my face went back to serious.

A handsome devil and he knew it but he was a survivor and I loved it and I hated it at the same time. “What? What’s funny?” He broke the spell; I didn’t know I was smiling in the first place. “Nothing” “Your lips…they are doing that thing they do when you are happy” “It’s called a smile, Flames. I didn’t realize it’s a crime to smile” “Never said it was, Mia” The Mia came out a bit exaggerated from his end. “You don’t want me to speak, you don’t want me to smile, what do you want me to do?”

Alexa "Give me a smile, gorgeous, and I'll let you in. The bouncer to the lion's roar grins proudly at me. His eyes travel up and down my body, lingering on my chest. Widening my stance and bending my knees lightly i glare up at the large man. "How about! Just let myself in?" crack.

"You look so beautiful when you're smiling." "But I'm not smiling," Athena said, still not smiling. "Of course," Alex nodded. "Which is why you should stop frowning." Athena sighed. "I don't know how to smile when I'm asked to smile." "No problem. Just dance with me, then," Alex said, still whispering in her ears.

Atlas grinned, flashing me his perfect white teeth. I had never seen him smile like this before, and couldn’t help as my eyes traced over one of the set of dimples on his cheeks. He looked radiant for those fleeting seconds. Pale hair, eyes, and skin—oddly reminding me of Jack Frost. His dark t-shirt and jeans were the only contrast against the light colors on his body. I gnawed on my lower lip, my tongue tracing over a piece of torn skin. It was troubling, how he seemed to tug on the mate-bond when he pleased. What was even more troubling was my own shoddy willpower. Atlas’s crystal eyes seemed to darken, and his smile turned feral as he glanced down at my mouth. As soon as the emotion cros