Smile In Dark Novels & Stories

Then a warm smile works up to his face, as he calmly apologizes. "I am, so so sorry for his immature driving. We're sorry." He flashes a cute grin at us, at least it was cute at first. Before it slowly turned fake, his eyes squinting slightly, with his lips. Oh gods! What is happening to them? It twitched and curved upwards in an uneasy manner. Like the smile would kill him. He couldn't even hold the grin for long. "He is terrible at making a fake smile." I thought to myself. "I'm Daniel by the way. Daniel smith."

Even with the dim lighting I could see the shape of his face take on a more humanized shape, but his eyes still glowed blood-red, I was almost sure I could see the sadistic smile take over his face before he hid in the shadows formed by the trees, a smile that seemed somewhat familiar. — Why do you seem strangely excited?

He is not making this easy. She turns sharply to look at him—her jaw tight, her expression incredulous—and there it is. That grin. That look. God. He’s smirking at her with that maniacal smile—the kind that makes him look feral and otherworldly. It's the kind of expression that belongs to someone ancient and merciless, someone dragged out of the pit of hell just to destroy her. That grin of his, stretched with wicked glee, framed by his tousled dark hair and the low light casting shadows across the hollows of his face—it makes her stomach twist in ways it shouldn’t.

He gave her a sly smile. That smile was definitely suspicious. And of course, once she reluctantly took off the pink pajamas, the night went exactly how Damian wanted. ***

“Don’t stare at me, he works for me now, and do as I say, do you understand, focus on the meal you are making.” Damien smiled at me. Unlike Dominic, I noticed Damien loved to smile, he likes to always have a smile on his face, it is a pretentious smile, where you think he cares but he doesn’t, he is a selfish person, a horrible person.

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

'Stay here' never made it out. "Oh, right!" I perked up. "I don't even know your name." His voice dropped, rough. "I don't have one. But... if you want, you can give me one." I scrunched up my face, thinking. "That's a big deal. Lemme give it some real thought." In the dark, I saw it—just barely. The corner of his mouth... lifted slightly, revealing fangs. The Chat Feed blew up. [Wait—did he just smile? Darkblood Count SMILED.]

I finally let him go and stood back to look at him. "Damn I'm glad to see you." I told him and smiled, now despite my dark persona and appearance I have been told that I have an infectious smile, blessed with the type of full lips most women get injections for, my smile is actually a bit lopsided, but is genuine and always touches my eyes. It was the type of smile people that always caused people to smile back. Which is exactly what Mark did, flashing me that killer smile that had spread more legs than a gynecologist.

“Please don’t.” “Oh. I definitely will.” Now he gives me one of his very rare grins. It lights up his face and softens the darkness in his eyes. I have to admit that when he smiles or grins, even out of malice, he actually is a handsome man. Not my preference perhaps, I’m not into bulky, sulking men, but he’s still handsome with his dark brown hair and deep brown eyes.

His whole body was filthy from the dust and sweat. "Dark, your facial reaction the same as ever. Don't you feel good that we won? " Said Karlo, one of Dark's teammates. Simon hit Karlo right beside him. Karlo turned to Simon and laughed. Dark cast a stare over Simon and Karlo. "I'm happy. I don't have to smile just to let you know I'm happy. " Dark says he then turned his back to everyone and went into the bathroom. "Is he really happy that he looks that way?" said Karlo. "He seems to have more grief than happiness. Can't that guy smile?"