Smiles Softly Novels & Stories

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

I say smiling. He smiles at me revealing his white pearly teeth; I can’t help myself but smile too, he’s smile is so contagious, pity he doesn’t smile more often. “You should smile more often” I softly slap my cheeks; I hadn’t realized that I said that out loud.

Instantly that smile falls off. I smile.

she replied in a friendly tone. The man felt at ease and took a seat beside her. They engaged in a lighthearted conversation, and a smile adorned Emine's lips. For some inexplicable reason, she felt comfortable around this man. Aiden observed it all—her smile was breathtaking, a burst of radiant sunshine. It illuminated her face, captivating everyone who saw it. Her lips curved gracefully, revealing a row of dazzling, pearly white teeth. Joy glistened in her eyes, reflecting the warmth of her smile. It was a sight that could melt hearts and bring happiness to the world.

And that was exactly what she did. Despite the hatred she felt towards him, a traitorous part of her acknowledged his attractiveness. His smile was what attracted her to him. Memories flooded back — the first she saw him smiling so brightly while speaking to someone, the smile had drawn her in, making her believe he was 'the one'. And when she finally got the chance to speak with him, she became so confident that he was the one she wanted to grow old with. She still couldn't believe how much he changed after all those years. His kindness and tenderness were nothing but a facade. Indeed, all that glitters, she thought, is not gold. "Interesting," he drawled, his voice dripping with a sickenin

Alex reassures me with a gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in amusement. As I watch Alex, I can't help but notice how incredibly handsome he looks when he smiles. It's a rare sight, but when it graces his lips, it transforms his face, lighting up his features in a way that is both captivating and endearing. In that moment, I find myself wishing he would do it more often, allowing me to bask in the radiance of his smile. With a sheepish grin, I thank him once more, feeling a surge of appreciation for his unexpected kindness.

I smirk. ##########

Flashes from their camera phones came nonstop. “Smile, Sam,” Damian whispered, his lips pressed on her head. “Show your friends that you’re happy. Afterall, isn’t this what you wanted? Big smile, darling.” “Stop mocking me,” she hissed. Damian only chuckled, his fingers caressing her back seductively.

For Stephanie, that smile was a silent message amid the ordinary rhythm of office life. After this encounter, Stephanie felt as if time had slowed. She returned to her work, her heart beating in quiet celebration. She thought back to the smile over and over. It was a signal that spoke to her in a language beyond words. Even if it lasted only a moment, it made her believe that somewhere beneath his professional exterior lay a softer side.

he said softly, a small smile gracing his lips. “Welcome home.”