Smile God Novels & Stories

Leonardo clicks his tongue and mutters under his breath, “Can’t believe I lost to this. How embarrassing.” “The man in orange is bad, Goldie. You need to punish him, or else,” The voice from the speaker says in a reprimanding manner, almost like scolding a child. Goldie groans. He staggers as he tries to stand up straight. Leonardo watches him with his guard up, steadily walking backwards. He wasn’t sure what they were planning with Goldie, but it does not look appealing.

The first one to realize was the leader, but somehow the leader dropped his head on his knees and bowed down. "Hail to the gods!" The leader said aloud. His instinct and good sense told him that these were beings praised by all, a god. "Hail to the gods!" "Hail to the gods!" "Hail to the gods!" The world's population of no more than 1000 people joined in bowing and speaking out. This made the old man called god smile. "Could evoke intelligence simply by feeding on the demonic beast, this little world is quite exciting. I think this is the right place "the old man stretched out his hand. A thin light came out of his index finger, streaming toward the leader and entering between his eyebrows.

Calvin asked his hubby who shrugged. "I believe the deities will bless them." Feu answered his question. "Oh? Aren't they blessed enough?" Calvin said. Alexis, face palmed. "Kaios, you may start." They focus back when they heard Ijus. Kaios bowed before lifting his right hand that starts to glow, followed by Selene, then Galax, Leluna, Asili and lastly Ijus. They stretch their hands towards the couple and they starts to speak in sync and their eyes are glowing.

“You’re not just worried. You’re excited.” His face twitched, sharp and sudden, like something was crawling just beneath his skin and he couldn’t quite keep it down. Then he smiled. Not the forced, awkward kind most adults give when trying to calm a student. No, this smile was wrong. Cold. Tilted just enough to feel off. The corners of his lips didn’t match the emotion, or the lack of it, in his eyes. “You’re not the only one with a goddess in her ear,” he said, voice curling with something ancient.

"Gods... how is this—" He looked up at me, smiling through his pain. "You still smell like coconut and vanilla." And then his eyes rolled back.

I had always told myself that no woman could manipulate me, yet here I was, wishing that the gods would grant my wish and allow me to be with her more often. "I think so with that smile creeping on your face, it's damn dangerous knowing you don't fucking smile!" Steven grasped, shaking his head in disbelief. His words were tinged with a mix of amusement and incredulity as he observed the unexpected grin on his usually stoic friend's face. The sight was so out of character that it momentarily stunned Steven, prompting him to question whether he was imagining things. Yet, there it was a smile breaking through the typically serious demeanor, adding an intriguing layer to their interaction.

He brushed his tongue against his silver-plated teeth. I grimaced on the inside, but kept my face cold and devoid of emotion. Trinity Gang member number three: code name, Fire. Their names were as ridiculous as their beat ass fucking ugly faces. To be honest, they don't actually have ogre faces, but they're also not particularly attractive. For my standards. I simply ignored what they said and instead gave them a wide, sweet smile. The smile I usually give my targets. It's what I called a sweet smile of death.

Smoke drifted up and around his head, looking almost like a halo. He stood and walked toward the clearing’s exit, hands in his pockets, still smiling in a way that sent chills rippling along my spine. Forcing my voice to remain steady, I snarled, “What’s so fucking funny?” The man in yellow grinned, showing evenly spaced, bright white teeth. “Well, here’s th’ thing. Who said anythin about God, boyo?”

It was a tired, ancient, beautiful smile. "I've been alive for three thousand years. I've watched empires rise and fall. I've loved and lost and forgotten what love felt like. I've become a monster because I was too afraid to let go of a boy who forgot my name." She reached up and touched my face. Her fingers were cold, but her touch was gentle. "Let me go, child. Let me finally rest." My throat tightened. I looked at Kael. He had pulled himself from the wall, his coat torn, his face pale. But he was standing. He met my eyes and gave a single, slow nod.

- The deep voice sounded in my ear and I jumped a little. I turned quickly to face the Greek god. He had a mischievous smile on his lips. His eyes were deep blue and even more intense up close. I couldn't think of a plausible answer to give him. - I confess I'm impressed. Women usually run to me, not the other way around. - He gave a smug smile and his cheeky gaze traveled down my body.