Smile Write Novelas e Histórias

There is a specific quality to being smiled at by someone who loves you and is not trying to communicate anything through the smile except the fact of the loving. I had not had significant experience of it before Zayden. Jace had smiled at me. Other people had smiled at me throughout my life in the ordinary social ways that smiles are deployed — the functional smiles of greeting and acknowledgment and the performed smiles of people managing the impression they were making. These were not meaningless. They were the ordinary currency of human interaction and I had received them as such. But the smile that communicates nothing except I am looking at you and that is sufficient reason — that spec

“ETHAAAAAAAAN!” He smiles. A soft, tiny, beautifully smug smile. And I know. I KNOW. I’m doomed. Completely. Utterly. Hopelessly doomed.

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

The silence between us began to feel more comfortable, like we were sharing a quiet understanding. "You're welcome, Eliana," she said, her usual smile fixed on her face. Her smile seemed to be a permanent fixture, a reflection of her warm and welcoming nature. I found myself drawn to it, feeling a sense of comfort and ease in her presence. As I looked at her, I couldn't help but wonder what lay beneath the surface. Was her smile always this radiant, or was it just for me? I felt grateful for the warmth she was showing me, and I hoped that our interaction would continue to be as pleasant.

I said with a smile. " Okay ma'am, take care of yourself" " Okay I will" i said with a smile. They all left. I smiled. I still have people who care about me. Am really a lucky person. Written by ✍️✍️ owie oyindamola

He says smiling. 💮💮💮💮 Hey guys! Thanks for reading! Please don't forget to VOTE,COMMENT and SHARE to your friends. Constructive criticism is allowed but outright rude and offensive words insulting my writing skills are not allowed and will be reported as spam. Please remember the author put in so much work, time and passion into writing this. __Love,Winnie Xoxo

Ayana had taken great care to capture the depth and sincerity she often found in Adam's gaze, knowing it to be one of his most defining features. As she focused on his smile, Ayana couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth radiating from the canvas. His lips curled upward in a gentle arc, exuding a genuine sense of joy and kindness that seemed to leap off the painting. It was the kind of smile that could brighten even the darkest of days—a reflection of the light-hearted spirit that endeared Adam to everyone he met.

Cristine doesn't like feeling like a prey when she's with Tristan. "Well, your tone isn't exactly pleasant." "For the time being, I'll take it," Tristan said with a lovely smile. Cristine isn't sure whether he's mocking her, but she can't deny that his smile had her hooked. For the sake of everyone, he should grin less. It also has the potential to trigger a heart attack. For those that are interested. Even if you don't have Tristan's killer smile, smile. If you can't afford to smile, even if it's free, you're the poorest person on the planet, right?

He smiles at me once more. Damn, that smile does strange things to me! His hazel eyes seem to almost light up when he smiles, little wrinkles next to his eyes appear, making his face seem instantly more animated. I see him looking at the lock screen of my phone as he goes to hand it back. The picture is of me and my brother with our father at a pack event. All formal.

"Smile emoji, TTYL" He turned off his phone not realizing that he still had a wide grin on his face. He looked around and absorbed the reality that he was inside an airplane. He was about to take off to the life he left behind for the chance to know a girl that might turn his life around. He sat back on his chair, took a deep satisfied breath, he was glad he had done it. It was one of the best decisions he ever made. He was ready for the next step to the future. He was more excited than ever because now he knew he had found what was missing before.