Novel & Cerita Smiley Face With X Eyes

Xander explained his words but the person he was preaching to already tuned him out as he continued smiling like he won a lottery. Xander face turned grim as he watched the never-ending smile on Kaden's face. After watching him for a while, the look on his face vanished as he leaned down to Kaden's level, surveying his face like he was surveying a chemical reaction. Kaden already opened his eyes as he gazed at Xander with a frown. " What? What is it?" Kaden tilted his head back slightly because of how close Xander's face was to his own. " Hush! I'm checking something." Xander replied in a low voice.

“What do we have here today?” Xavier looked up almost immediately and saw the pair of eyes that bore into his. Definitely not friendly. His face was perfectly carved and his black eyes complemented his sand colored skin. His hair was long and golden like the girl he had seen and he had a smirk on his face like he was used to people gaping at his beauty.

Xavy—who's sweating in bullets, looked at her direction, "Uhmm... to my room?" "To what? To avoid my question?"She was still smiling while asking him. 'Mama is so scary especially her smile. She was smiling but her eyes were glaring at us.' He bow down his head making Xyneth sighed. "It's okay, I'm not really angry I was just asking you why won't you tell me what really happened."Xyneth said softly. Yves and Xavy pouted," You're not angry yet your eyes weren't smiling instead they were glaring at us."

Off I can't remove the smile on my face, why? Because my Baby is back, he is back to me, I know that I've done so many stupid things to him but in return, he helped me, he still cares for me "I'm melting "I was shocked when he suddenly opened his eyes " ow sorry I thought you were sleeping, " I said and faced the other side of the bed " Pst..." he said " uhhmm" I answer still not staring at him

Deliberate. Expected. “Yes,” Jaxon finally answered. Carefully. Cautiously. The man's smile widened. Slowly. Then he reached up and lowered his glasses. And I almost gasped. One eye was grey. Sharp. Intelligent. The other... The other was ruined. A network of old scars stretched across that side of his face. The eye itself was milky white. Dead. The kind of injury that only came from surviving something horrific. Yet somehow that damaged eye made his smile even more unsettling.

I scream at him as I wipe my tears. "Little flower, we are not ashamed of you. You just took our reaction wrong" Xander says in a voice that is deeper than normal. I squint through the last of my blurry vision and realize that his golden human eyes aren't apparent. His eyes are now slitted and the color runs like a golden river. I find them confusing but it doesn't stop my tirade. "I took nothing wrong. I felt how your body stiffened when he wanted to know where I was from. I saw the panicked look on your face when you couldn't answer." I yell as I step closer.

After noticing his silence and the oh so teeny tiny curve of his lips, she concluded that he must be laughing at her. Huh! How could he! Here, Scarlett felt indignant and on the other hand, the six people in meeting online were dumbfounded except one. Cole Anderson, Xander's secretary was the only one who knew the reason behind Xander's smile and how his boss's eyes went from being emotionless just now to gentle within a second. The rest five people had their eyes open wide and mouth agape. They were stunned to see their boss who was just listening to their presentation with a cold face suddenly had his lips curved into a small smile.

ignoring his comment I pulled him into the bathroom and closed my eyes. "What do they say?" I asked. "Uhh, what?" opening my eyes I found his olive-green eyes staring at me, rolling my eyes I pushed his head to look at the sticks and he chuckled. "Aww, this one has a smiley face, and this one has a plus and this one has two lines...I like the smiley face one!" Honestly how much more of an idiot can he be? Sitting down on the toilet I place my head in my hands as I let it sink in, she was right.

My eyes are fixed on the man behind her, looking directly at the camera. “Who is that?” I say, pointing to his face and I look at the twins. “That is not Malachi. His face has been edited. See the blur around the edges? That face has been superimposed on to the owner of that face.” I turn and look at what he is saying. Xander does something and types away furiously, and I wait. I won’t celebrate just yet, but I knew this whole thing was off. “And there you go. Watch this.” I look at the screen. And I watch as something that can only be described as a filter passes across the image and I smirk triumphantly.

I gasped in horror when the figure stepped forward, revealing his face. A slow, smug grin curved his lips, his eyes shining with cruel satisfaction. He looked straight at Xavier, his hands in his pockets, as he spoke, “Hello, son,” he said smoothly. “Going somewhere?”