Star Platinum Smile Novels & Stories

Her limbs were starting to ache from holding the posture so long, but she knew better than to shift until dismissed. Her father hummed, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “You made me proud today, Elara. You did everything right. You’ll make a fine wife.” She lowered her head. “Thank you, Father.” The words left her lips without thought. Without hesitation. They were muscle memory by now. She smiled—small and sweet, the kind of smile that said nothing and meant nothing. The kind that kept her safe. Inside, there was no storm. No dread. No spark of rebellion waiting to be born.

Only unanswered questions lingered in Smiles's head, leaving her hanging in space, in the world of questions. Trying to calm herself down, she saw them, Mark and Xena. Walking towards her, it's like a test on her self-control. Watching them with the malicious smile on Xena's face was no good sign but her being Smiles, the only last one of her kind, she could only brave up herself, putting in a straight and happy face.

But I had a choice: I could skulk and cry, or I could enjoy this year to the fullest. “Why are you smiling?” Stellan asked. I raised my glass. “To one year of no regrets.” “No regrets,” he agreed, clinking his glass against mine. Stellan reached into his pocket and took out a small jewellery box. Inside was a lavish ring—a large, star-shaped ruby surrounded by diamonds that reflected the blue light of the water.

“Grows on meteorites? “She laughed slightly. “Yes. It looks like a diamond. Acts like a diamond. But it is a star stone. Somehow when I thought of that, I knew that was what I wanted to get you on the day our sons were born.” He said as he slipped it on her finger. “A piece of the stars from me to you.”

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

But I know it isn't possible, so I would just try to make her smile the most. I leaned my face down and pecked her lips in a quick kiss. Her cheeks turned a shade of light pink and I felt the warmth of her body radiating through her lips to mine. She pulled back with a shy smile, which pulls a smile out of me, too. "Enough, sweetfuckers." Rowan interrupted out moment with his useless mouth because he doesn't use it for anything except acting like a third person between us and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. Sometimes, I feel like I am forced to tolerate him just because I can tolerate Iris.

Who's this handsome hunk? 👥️️ He looks charming and amazing 👥️️ His slow strides and composure makes me want him more 👥️️ He could pass for a model I just smiled as I sat down. I removed my sunglasses and people kept gasping 👥️️ Marry me, Carter 👥️️ He doesn't seem to age at all 👥️️ His wife would be so lucky They started clicking my pictures and I made sure to pose for them so they'd take it well. The waiter who came to attend to me couldn't stop blushing and smiling

*-* ‘’Thanks for your order, have a nice day’’ I said to the sweet girl and asked for the next customer. ‘’Hey , what can I get you mam?’’ I asked a girl with red hair in a messy braid and blue eyes who gave me mermaid vibes. ‘’Mango smoothie with ice cream and black coffee’’ ‘’sure - is that Harry Williams?’’I asked as I saw someone looking like Harry with the same broad shoulders and curly hair . ‘’ keep it down , will you? I will get you an autograph later ,if you make it gave double scoop ice cream’’ she gives me a wink ,so I played along by giving her a double thumbs up.

Just then, the auctioneer's voice echoed around the hall again. "Our next item is 'Dawn Light', a pearl necklace that was crafted by the famous jewelry designer, Ms. Wanda Tillson, before her death. The starting bid is 300,000 dollars." "Dawn Light" was the last thing that Mom left for me before she passed away. She told me that it represented hope and served as a reminder that the sun would always rise, no matter how dark the night was. I would never put it up for auction unless I was forced to. Unfortunately, at that moment, I had no other choice.