Romans & histoires Smile In The Dark

The heavy wooden door opened slowly, revealing a sliver of darkness that widened into the mansion's vast entry hall. My heart hammered against my ribs. Caden stood there, looking impossibly calm. He wore dark pants and a loose white shirt, sleeves rolled up, showing strong forearms. His eyes, dark and sharp, met mine, and a slow, unsettling smile spread across his face. "Right on time, Maeve," he said, his voice a low rumble that filled the huge, echoing space. "Come in. Don't be shy."

The girl who was supposed to be off-limits. Instead of rejection or mockery, a slow smile spread across his face. It wasn’t polite. This was darker, and hungrier, the exact same smile he’d worn the night he ruined me. The corner of his mouth quirked with a mix of amusement and desire, like a predator who had finally cornered what he’d been stalking for a long time.

Cove returned and took Eli’s hand again. “Clear,” Cove said. “You’re doing good. Just keep holding on.” Eli’s voice shook. “I feel like I’m going to pass out. The dark… it’s too much. I keep seeing the closet. I keep hearing Marco laughing.” Cove pulled him close for a moment, pressing a quick kiss to his temple. “I know. I’m sorry. But you’re stronger than the dark. You’re stronger than all of this. I’ve seen it.”

A thin trail of smoke rose from his cigarette as he sat in contemplation on a swaying chair, surrounded by soft music in a well-lit room. Abruptly, two individuals clad in black entered, gripping a person by the neck. The third person with them seemed on the verge of losing consciousness. "Sir, we've located the individual you were searching for." Rising from his chair, he grabbed the person by the mouth and declared, "What I desire will forever be mine. Understand?" Subsequently, he retrieved a gun from his pocket and fired, instructing his guards to tidy the room and remove the individual. He then departed.

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

The floor boards were shinned till it could show someone's reflection but even those too were black. Was everything in this dark stranger's life black? He had a picture frame on the left hand side pedestal. I propped myself up on my elbows and analysed the picture. It was him, in his black attire, with a girl. A small girl around the age of five or six. He was carrying her on his back. The girl missed two front teeth which made her smile the most angelic thing I had ever seen, paired with the deep dimples on her chubby cheeks. Lucifer looked happy in that picture. His smile was near perfection. He just had that one tooth that seemed to slightly overlap the other but it was barely even notice

I smiled in the darkness, and it wasn’t a gentle smile. It was the smile of a girl who had nothing left to lose. And everything to gain.

We scrambled out the hall to get to class when the smell hits me the most delicious fumes vanilla and honey with a hint of rose and strawberries I look around letting my nose guide me trying to figure out where the smell is coming from when I see a tall slim but thick in all the right places long flowing hair brown skin girl turn the corner headed towards me Damn she sexy I thought But then she almost walks straight into me looking down into her books I catch a glimpse seeing those beautiful hazel eyes and she’s smart to hmm and I am stuck watching her I’m talking about if it wasn’t for Josh we both would be on the floor so I side step when he pulls me only for her to brush into me and a rus

She even pulled her lips into a smile; Harlow felt disgusted at herself for the fakeness of her smile because she didn't want to smile, but she had to, this was the Alpha's son, and she couldn't disrespect him. "Hi," She welcomed them. They both looked dashing in their suits, and their hair slicked back. Of course, Matt could pull off any look with his charming smile and his sculpted face. It was the main reason all the girls seemed to fall head over heels for him after all. He always styled his hair and flirtatious smile, his charming eyes and a body any guy would die for.

she added. “What’s so fascinating about Ethan that you would do anything for him?” he mocked. “He is the object of my darkest desires. You don’t get to question my desires. He is not to be touched, no matter what,” she instructed. “Fine,” he snapped. “And Marlene?” he asked. “You heard me the first time. Don’t act dumb,” she snapped angrily. “Interesting. I believe you have bigger plans for her,” he trailed off with a sinister smile. “She will be dealt with when the time is right. We’ll get her where we want her,” Jamila smirked, taking the cigarette from him.