Smile Graphic Novels & Stories

She squinted and then smiled. “Hi “Nicole greeted him with a polite smile. She walked over to him and he shook hands with her before asking her to follow him. Nicole turned back and smiled at the secretary who first talked to her and waved at her. The secretary bowed slightly and smiled back at her. The secretary admired Nicole at once and liked her. Nicole‘s smile is contagious. Her smile automatically makes you have a relaxed facial expression and willingly reciprocate it. Alex took Nicole to his office. A well-furnished room with a sophisticated sofa. The desk was made from special timbers, maybe mahogany to be precise.

Cristine doesn't like feeling like a prey when she's with Tristan. "Well, your tone isn't exactly pleasant." "For the time being, I'll take it," Tristan said with a lovely smile. Cristine isn't sure whether he's mocking her, but she can't deny that his smile had her hooked. For the sake of everyone, he should grin less. It also has the potential to trigger a heart attack. For those that are interested. Even if you don't have Tristan's killer smile, smile. If you can't afford to smile, even if it's free, you're the poorest person on the planet, right?

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?”

"That...... That's because I don't want you to misunderstand, that's why..." "But there is still this......" Grainne the picture that Trieu Ngoc Van sent "I can see in the picture your face is really happy, this smile I've never seen before, we Although we love each other, I have never had such joy, and I have never had such a happy smile." Having said that, she was a bit gloomy.

He smiled his now signature wolfish grin and winked at me. I inhaled deeply, the acrid smell of my things being blown up and the dust made my eyes water. I tried to make the corner of my mouth curl upwards, to answer his smile, but I know that it was a weak attempt as the corners didn’t move like I wanted them to.

Constanz nods, but I know she's not happy with my answer. “I don't want to be a killjoy, but I don't think you're going to have fun with him tonight. Wolfgang is so bitter, and he never smiles." I smile with amusement. "Says the psychologist who thinks love is a waste of time?"I make fun of her. “Smiling is a powerful emotional tool,” she replies. "A tool Wolfgang doesn't know about." I'm sure that, in the mafia, the smile is not the most useful tool.

I exclaimed. "Save your breath. I'm that good" he boosted. "Okay then, show me the face when I'm happy" I grunted pretending to be unimpressed. His eyes squinted slightly, as his cheek raised, a defined wrinkle runs from the sides of his nose to the corners of his mouth. The corners of his mouth move up at a diagonal, widening his mouth exposing teeth. "OMG!" I giggled. "I got it huh?" he asked and I nodded in agreement.

I looked back trying to act like I was avoiding him but the smile still creeps me out. "Why are you smiling? It's creepy so stop it." I said, trying to avoid him. He's been smiling ever since we left the hospital. It's just creepy seeing a smile from him. That rarely happens when he is around me. It was either a smirk or a stupid grin saying he proved me wrong. I hate that stupid grin.

Amber What kind of smile would I wear for my mugshot? I’d been asking myself that for the past thirty seconds ever since Evalie opened her little mouth and let a nuclear bomb drop on my sanity. Would it be a crazed, Joker-like grin? Teeth bared, eyes wide, insanity seeping through the cracks? Or maybe a dead-eyed smirk, cold and distant, the kind of smile you wear when your soul's been flattened by bullshit so often, it’s just muscle memory now.

, he asked. Immediately after he asked, my stomach growled in response before I could say anything, and that made Alexander smile. It was not a smirk, a mocking smile, a sinister smile, or an I-know-it-all smile. It was a genuine, heartwarming smile. He found my stomach growl funny, while I found it embarrassing. The smile faded in less than fifteen seconds, but at least there was progress. He had not held back from smiling, trying to press his lips together even when they tried to curl up, like he had done before. He did not maintain a straight and expressionless face like he normally did, or smirk like he was my evil superior who found more ways to demean me. So, yes, I liked that he smile