Smiling Sheepishly Novels & Stories

he asks me. "Ohh....no, no,no...hmmm, I'm sorry I frightened you. I haven't seen a humm... shepherd wolf in years", I stutter pointing at the adorable animal, while trying to get on my feet. I slip clumsily.... He grabs my hand to steady me. It feels awkward. "Ohh...thank you". I say, tugging my hair, which I'm sure is so messy now, behind my ears. "You're welcome," he answers curtly.

Did she just growl at me? Sophia clenches her eyes shut for a second before shaking her head, a small laugh escaping her lips. She looks almost embarrassed, like she hadn’t meant for it to slip out. "Sorry," she mutters, letting out a breath. "My wolf is in overprotective mode. She’s being territorial over Rose."

He smiled sheepishly at me. I rolled my eyes. "Stop that cause it's creepy and I can not let you in on my secret cause I don't trust you. Nor anyone." "Hmm, trust issues, I see." He rubbed his chin and had a frown on his face as if he was thinking. "Well I'll just have to be the first person you'll trust then." This got me laughing. "You!" I pointed at him. It amused me to the point I put aside the voice in my head that was telling me to stop laughing cause I probably sound ridiculous.

He kicked me and walk over me like a slave, I winced silently in pain and watched as the guards left and locked the door afterward, I struggled and crawled towards the bowl of rice that was kept for the sheep to eat, I pulled the bowl of rice close as I began to devour the food with both hands, the sheep's we're all staring at me, I was surprise they were not screaming at this point, they were just staring at me silently, I managed to keep half of the rice for the sheep cause they all looked hungry, I was now feeling a little bit better at this point, I managed to stand up and took off the sackcloth that I was wearing, I took the bucket of water and began to wash my body, washing off all the

"I was hoping to find you asleep. How are you?" Sheila grinned widely, "I'm in good 'ealth." Michael elevated his brows questioningly, planting the plastic bag on the round table. "Why do ye have a smile on your face? Is there good news, or it it one of your fantasy dreams you're hoping it come true?" He asked in curiosity. She shook her head vigorously. "Good news? No, a smile is an idiom sometimes expressed as a surreptitious beyond honesty." "Then, that means you're hiding something I should know?" Michael crossed his arms over his chest with knitted brows.

she murmurs. “Yes, you are,” I say without hesitation. Her blush deepens, and she ducks her head, hiding her face behind her hair. “Stop,” she says, her voice soft but laced with embarrassment. I smirk, leaning closer until my forehead almost touches hers. “Why? You don’t like compliments?” Her lips twitch into a sheepish smile, and she glances up at me through her lashes. “I just… I heard you,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

Se-Young let out a sarcastic laugh. “Exactly.” he gave her a fake tight-lipped smile. They had reached the field part and Se-Young spotted a sheep wandering around and a smirk crept its way up to her lips. She started to shout while waving her hands, “Hello, miss sheep. Do you know who is this? The greatest Shim Dong-Hoon, the Hotelier of Shim Hotel, it will be very disrespectful of you to ignore him so you should come here and greet him.” Dong-Hoon was just looking at her with his jaw dropped, analyzing whether she had gone insane or something.

He smiled at me sheepishly and creased his head. "And so If I am an inclement man? Does it bother your mind or even affects your livelihood? Does it make you wealthy?" I asked nonchalantly. "Nope, you know what I am trying to point out." I just let out a short sigh because of him. "What? I didn't get any point of your stupid statement, you scumbag." My dirty mouth was activated and harsh words started to slip out due to his foolishness. I didn't know what will be his reaction towards my words but who cares? Definitely, not me.

Mirable said, smiling sheepishly and covering her mouth from laughing loudly. “Oh gosh,stop it right now!” Cercei replied as she tapped mirabel’s back playfully.

she whispers, momentarily glancing at him over her shoulder like a kid afraid of getting caught with dessert before dinner. I shrug, I'm willing to take a few punches for this one. It sounds like fun, I need to see if the docile lamb act gets dropped when she has a gun in her hand or squirms, either way, it'll be a learning experience on my end. “Probably not, but who cares what he thinks.” “You,” she whispers, grimacing at me.