Smile In The Dark Novels & Stories

It was too much. giggling; the oldest Elder an Eli with a nervous smile in the rear. But you think you can deal with what’s coming here? he said with a cold laugh. “The darkness you talk about… it will eat you alive. It’ll never leave you.’”

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..

And in that moment, as they led him toward the car, he did something I didn’t expect—he smiled. It wasn’t a smile of triumph. It wasn’t the smile of someone who had lost control. No, it was darker than that. It was a grin that sent a sickening wave through my entire body. His eyes didn’t leave mine as he was shoved into the back of the police car, his smile lingering like a venomous reminder of the hold he had on me, even now.

the Dark Alpha smirked, a dangerous plan forming in his mind. "Then it's a deal," Damon grinned, his eyes gleaming with filthy pleasure. "Deal," the Dark Alpha nodded smugly.

a shadow creeping into the room. I turned slowly. And there he was.... Damien stood in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame, his eyes locked on me. His lips curved into a smile that wasn’t a smile at all....cold, sharp, deadly. A death smile. And it was meant for me. I swallowed, screaming inside as I looked at him. I wanted to ask him what he was doing here, but the words wouldn’t come. My voice was gone, my strength stolen, so I just kept staring at him like a deer caught in the headlights.

It was the last man who handed me his books and I did the entry in the system. "Thank you!" I gave him the receipt. "Thank you" He smiled at me. "You look really beautiful and natural" I smiled at him out of habit not realising that I literally smiled at the man and Rafael wouldn't like it. I took his warning lightly and thought that he wouldn't know that I had smiled at the random man in the library. I was so wrong! But it was just a random smile, it didn't mean anything. "Your smile is mesmerizing"

I looked up to see Julia sitting on a chair placed on the podium, she looked like a fallen angel from the pit of hell. 'Good morning, hunters'. She greeted. 'Good Morning'. We said in unison. She smiled her devilish smile. 'I'm sorry for waking you like that. I had something important to share with you'. She took out a cigarette from the air and a slave behind her lit it for her. She brought it to her mouth and puffed. Her gaze travelled round the hall and it settled on me. 'The next batch is moving today'. Murmurs rose around the hall, people were confused.

Then he asked in a lowered voice, “Can you smile at me?” Her bright smile in that picture had left a deep impression. He really wanted to see her smile. He realized how beautiful she was when she smiled, with her little canines showing. Her eyebrows were arched, her gaze was bright and clear, and her innocence and beauty shone in her gentle demeanor. In the picture, she was beaming. There was no frustration, no pain, and no hidden sadness seen in those eyes. She was like a princess that had been shielded from the evils of the world.

Back then, Lucas had said with a laugh, "Like anything would happen. Don't let her intrude on our private time." Still, out of politeness, I had exchanged numbers with her in the end. After a moment's hesitation, I tapped the message open. In the video, Serena was wearing a striking red dress. The straps were barely clinging to her shoulders. Her posture was seductive, and her face glowed with a smug smile. Standing beside her was Lucas. His coat was off, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. Several buttons on his shirt were undone, revealing his collarbone. His eyes were half-closed. He looked tired, yet completely at ease.

A smile of pride reaps along his face. “A drug that makes her complacent and unmoving. Should wear off in a few hours without any more through her system.” There is a rage brewing inside the captain like a firestorm reverberating through her very bones. She can feel it, the monster seeping out of her like a pool of black squid ink cracking her marrow like glass. “Your kind had always crafted the most potent of drugs.” Another prideful smile reaps along his lips and that sadist smile is followed by a nod of his head. “Aye. Our witch doctors are damn good. Even the ones in the guild leave little to the imagination.” A huff escapes her lips and she looms her green gaze down upon him. In that mo