Smile In Dark Novels & Stories

In my previous life, my boyfriend's female best friend, Yvette Larson, decided to play a cruel prank on the firefighters with a few of her friends. They deliberately set off the fire alarm in our apartment complex and filled one of the rooms with smoke. "When the fire trucks get here, we'll hide and film them scrambling around trying to rescue everyone. This is going to go viral!" I did everything I could to stop them. I warned Yvette that they were wasting emergency resources and could even cause a stampede. However, she called me a buzzkill, and my boyfriend accused me of sticking my nose where it did not belong. Hence, I secretly called the property management office and tipped them of

She had the exact same ones in the exact same spots. "Are you okay?" Lanie asked. I nodded as I pulled back from the mirror. I don't how I would be okay, but fake it until you make it, right? I plastered on a smile that looked like a grimace. Lanie frowned. She definitely didn't believe me. She caught sight of the black spiral on my arm. "What's this?"

So I wore his and went to the bathroom to freshen up. I went to the kitchen downstairs, and get some ice cream, and two bottles of beers, and went back to his room. He smiled at me and pulled me in closer to grab his beer while still talking to his staff. I turned on the TV on mute, while licking the ice cream. I thought I hear him groaned, so I turned to him and smile deviously. So, you like watching me lick my ice cream? I switched off the TV and faced him, my legs crossed, and started licking my ice cream slowly. So very slowly. Feeling adventurous, I moved in closer to him, earning his arched eyebrow. Then he flipped the cover revealing his naked glory, standing proud greeting me.

The thought flashed through his mind, unbidden and dangerous. Elena walked up to him, offering a slight, respectful bow. “Good morning, Mr. Chairman.” “Good morning, Miss Marquez,” he replied. Then, he did something that made the entire team stop in their tracks. He smiled. It wasn't a shark-like grin or a professional smirk. It was a small, genuine, and unnecessary smile. The employees exchanged awkward, terrified glances. A smile from Damien Black was like a solar eclipse—rare and potentially dangerous.

“Cherry will not be your shield, I will kill you and no one will be there to save you.” Darrick gulped, seeing that his plan had failed, his face turned pale, and he got more desperate. “ My squads are stationed around this arena with arrows pointing straight at her, if you don't agree with me.” He breathed a sigh, smiling as Darkness's already red eyes turned Crimson. “We might lose our princess before she gets to address her people.”He expected Darkness to lash out, to scream but what had not anticipated was his smile. Because Darkness fucking smiled, not the smile he would one day flash at Vanilla. No! It was a cold, twisted smile only reserved for predators, a primal smile that could wea

The smile was somewhat similar to Chen’s, but it carried a completely different flavor—Chen’s smile was like sunlight, warm and healing; Damon’s smile, on the other hand, was like a flame, direct and intense, filled with an undeniable passion and sincerity that couldn’t be ignored. With a resigned sigh, Dean muttered under his breath, “Fine, do whatever you want.” Damon noticed Dean’s subtle smile and couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He gently ruffled Dean’s hair, his voice soft yet reassuring. “Don’t worry, these photos are just for me. No one else will ever see them.” Dean met his gaze, his lips curling into a small smile, despite his lingering embarrassment. Though he still

Don't show even a flicker of uncertainty. Instead, I smile. The smile of a predator who's just spotted wounded prey. The smile of someone who knows exactly how this game will end.

he said, adjusting his glasses with a smirk. Laughter rippled through the room. It was not loud, just quiet chuckles filled with relief. Somehow, that small moment of humor made the heaviness in the air a little easier to breathe. Dark found himself smiling faintly, the first genuine smile he had managed since the memories came flooding back. "I promise. I really don’t want to get punched again," he said, trying to sound lighthearted. But even as he spoke, his chest tightened and the smile wavered.

Damn she was just perfect. “Well Eve is fussing that I gotta get my face fixed, I’ll be the one lookin’ like a marshmallow,” she said. “This is Oscar De la Renta, you most certainly will not look like a damn marshmallow,” Marcus said. Beth started laughing even harder and actually snorted. “I’m fixin’ to get smacked, I gotta go lover boy,” she said. “I love you so much baby, see you in a bit,” I said, hanging up.

Damian casually mentioned as he nodded at one of the men in the dark and they immediately knew what it wanted. They stepped forward with a smile on her face.. “Let's fix that pretty face of his, Shall we?” Damian picked up a pair of pliers and smiled like a maniac. Not even his subordinates could stand the sight of that smile on his face.. “Don't come any closer!” The man screamed in fear as Damian moved closer to him.. “Don't worry it's not gonna hurt, okay?” Damian assured him with a scary smile plastered on his face but of course that wasn't true..