Smile Graphic Novels & Stories

He pasted a friendly smile. Whatever!

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

I said and smiled. Anthony glanced at me and had a sour face. Oh, don't tell me he's angry with my smile. Anthony sat up and scowled at me. "Looks like you need a mouth mask so you don't smile at other people." "What's the problem, Anthony?" "I don't like." "And that's a sign of thanks." "If it's a sign of thanks then there's no need to draw your lips wide, it should be like this, elegant," he said while displaying his stingy smile. Of course, I can't because that's like Natalie. A smug and arrogant smile.

I smile. ~~♥~~

The form of the signature smile. "Secret."

He smiles at me once more. Damn, that smile does strange things to me! His hazel eyes seem to almost light up when he smiles, little wrinkles next to his eyes appear, making his face seem instantly more animated. I see him looking at the lock screen of my phone as he goes to hand it back. The picture is of me and my brother with our father at a pack event. All formal.

Fan 😁 Happy reading 📖 Asmita 💜

I raised up my brows ushering her to give me an answer. When she said nothing, a smile crept up my lips. “I will take your silence as approval. Friends then” I pulled my hand for a handshake. She slowly pulled hers out. We held each other's gaze. “Since we’re okay now, at least smile” I got a glare from her in return. “A sick person doesn't smile” “From which source. From what I know, it helps in recovering. The expression on your face is scary. Like-” “Like a ghost right?”

A welcome change from the damp, expected mustiness. His smile was one of the things that first captured my heart. It wasn't about technical perfection, though the way his dimples winked and his teeth flashed white certainly didn't detract. It was the way it transformed his entire face, crinkling the corners of his eyes with genuine warmth. It held a silent promise of laughter and shared secrets, a spark of joy that was utterly contagious. Somehow, that crinkled-eyed grin managed to disarm even the most guarded defenses, leaving me feeling instantly at ease.

my mom asks, the corners of her mouth lifting into a tiny, cat-like smile. #Cha