Smile God Novels & Stories

Only unanswered questions lingered in Smiles's head, leaving her hanging in space, in the world of questions. Trying to calm herself down, she saw them, Mark and Xena. Walking towards her, it's like a test on her self-control. Watching them with the malicious smile on Xena's face was no good sign but her being Smiles, the only last one of her kind, she could only brave up herself, putting in a straight and happy face.

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

He is convinced his wolf died after he radio silenced him for years. "Mate.. He is our mate!" "Pine! I missed you so much! I'm glad you came back! The elders have been convincing me to do a ritual for me to get another wolf but I refused. I left the pack!" "Don't you think I don't know that? Mate!.. She's our mate Adam!" "I don't go by that name anymore! I am Don, the big boss of the Underworld." "Nye!" Pine sneered. He do that when he's not impressed of something that Adam does or says.

He casts a loving look in his wife’s direction. One of the other Gods steps forward, placing his right hand over his heart, giving Jamari a slight bow. “I am Set, better known as the God of War.” He tells her, mischief dancing in his eyes. “As you can imagine, this is a very exciting time for me.” He winks at Jamari, lifting his body from his bow. My mother rolls her eyes from behind him.

Smile tried to help him stand again. He bit his molar teeth and toned down his voice to show his sincerity even though it was full of hardship. “They are an evil schemer, but they are not a devil. They had their reasons. They should do a good thing with the power they had, instead, they killed my brothers and sisters.” “I know, I know.” Smile’s face was distorted, and wrinkles formed everywhere. Sleepy nodded a few times. “We will reform them. Please.” “No matter how much I hated them, I still love them. Even though this mouth denies them, this heart is against the idea.”

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.

He towered above her, a smile playing at the corners of his thin lips the color of her pink lip gloss. "Hello..." He drawled, his smile growing wider as he took her hand in his palm and raised it to his lips. "My lady." He left a kiss on the back of her palm and her insides clenched. "Uhm, hi." She tittered, not having a knowledge of who the god in front of her was. "Do I know you?" "Yes." He nodded, showing off his single dimple. Maris couldn't help, but to mirror his contagious smile. "The guy whose butt you were admiring."

I began, steadying my voice, “there must be another way to form an alliance. I am willing to give you anything in return for your favor. Please consider another option.” He smirked, a chilling curve of his lips that radiated smugness. The confidence of his divine status cloaked him like an impenetrable armor. “Listen, goddess,” he said, his tone dripping with condescension. “I am not just any god—I am the God of Destruction, the force that ends worlds and rebuilds them anew. There is nothing you possess that I lack or desire—except one thing.” I stiffened as he stepped closer, his dark eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

~ ANASTASIA ~ I hold my breath, my eyes on his face, waiting for his reaction. Is he as confused as me? Did he hear his dreams and hopes shatter with the news of the pregnancy? Is his mind and heart torn between keeping the pregnancy and aborting it? Did he– He smiles. Not his regular tight-lipped one or his hearty laughters or his annoying grins and smirks. But he smiles, showing all his thirty-two white pearl-like teeth as he walks towards me and lifts me before spinning me.