Smile In The Dark Novels & Stories

Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'Cause I see, sparks fly whenever you smile. Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around 'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile When sparks fly oh baby smile When sparks fly🎶

her older step sister looked towards Emily and said while smiling. "Indeed, my dear, you said right. We are too kind individuals," Kylie said with a cheerful grin all over. She knew her girl too well, she hated that girl. Additionally to this, she also loathes this bitch somewhere inside her bones. Obviously, she likewise despises her more in light of the fact that she looks so excellent and white. Her jade white cheeks are pinkish to the point that everybody wants to touch them. Her mournful eyes resemble ocean water so unadulterated. Her grin is splendid and flawless which can grab any man's heart. At the point when she grinds her white jade teeth look so captivating all over like a kid. T

A dark smile crossed his face. "....The main course. "

“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

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.

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

he gave me that smile again that seems to be captivating me. itsclarixass

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.

“Smile to the camera.” “Wait. I’m not ready.” He raised his phone, angling to us. “Guess what, guys? I just watched this gorgeous woman performed on the stage tonight. And let me tell you, she’s amazing. Don’t worry, guys, she’s not mine. Though I wish she is because she’s not only beautiful, she’s also smart and talented, but she’s taken.” He shrugged as if disappointed, which made me smile. “This is River Rouge. Catch her performance at the Staple Bar three times a week.” He ended the video. “I will post this on my Instagram.”

Everything went dark. I woke standing in a bar. Men in leather biker jackets filled the room. The voices in the bar were so loud, I couldn't hear myself think. Then I saw him. I saw Matei. He stood behind the bar serving drinks to some attractive looking women. His smile to them was pure charm. They ogled him and giggled amongst themselves. He even drew the attention of several men around the bar. People shouted greetings to him as he jumped from customer to customer. The bell on the door clinked as the door opened. The bar grew silent as a dark haired woman with grey blue eyes walked through the door. Her dark curly locks framed her face and fell all the way to her waist.