Sukuna Grin Novels & Stories

“SUKA (Bitch)” he yells, not caring as I'm up and running once again, jumping over his body as I make a beeline for the cars. Lucus and Grants' shocked but amused faces coming into view as four of their men try to come closer to me, attempting to catch me.

Confused, I glanced up and realized that I wasn't alone in this space. Across from me sat a guy, holding a blunt in his hand. His gaze locked onto mine, and in that moment, I almost forgot why I had been crying. His beautiful dark skin glowed under the moonlight, adorned with an array of tattoos that covered every inch of his body. Neatly braided cornrows cascaded down his shoulders, and his chiseled jaw tensed intermittently. His lips had a captivating shade of pink-a striking combination of features. And then there were his eyes. A light shade of gray, almost blending with the white of his eyes. They possessed a cold yet captivating allure.

It doesn't take me long to turn away in disgust. Griffin doesn't smile as he approaches the bars, inches from my face. As I try to remain calm, I notice that today he looks like a phoenix - glowing with the emotion of fury or excitement - with his red hair and animated expression.

The whole hairstyle framed her face so well and I zoomed into get a closer look. “Are you staring at her neck?” Grace joked. I was actually. Her skin, it looked so soft and I wondered what it would feel like to sink my teeth into that spot. My canines almost extended on its own.Is this what a guys feels when he gets a boner without wanting to?! “Push those canine’s back!” I shouted at Grace. “Just think about something else.” Grace laughed, clearly no help. I scrolled past the picture to the next one. O, hell no! This girl, Uma was kissing Kate on the cheek. No. That’s not okay.

A shudder rippled through his misshapen body. Then the bestial sound faded, and was gone. Quiet once more. He grinned, leaning over her. Hideous lips peeled back and the sickly grin began to spread, kept on spreading, until the corners of his mouth threatened to meet behind his head. Lower jaw unhinging and falling away, face split virtually in half, his maw gaped nightmarishly open so that the wanderers could come—

Her bright smile and her sparkling eyes made her face glow gracefully. Next to Sakura was a handsome young man with tall athletic figure and hazel eyes. He was also smiling brightly, looking so free and happy. They both posed in several positions. Most of their positions were hugging at each other intimately. It was obvious that they were so close and comfortable with each other companion.

I added. They all looked at me. Mark asked what the guy looked like, but I told him that it was so damn dark in there it was hard to see. Samaeya said the same thing. “His hair was dark, but I cannot tell you if it was black or a deep brown. His skin tone was the same as yours, but the one thing I do remember were his eyes. His eyes were this swirling shade of silvery purple. However, the purple seemed to change to blue at times.” I told them.

The action was so cold and ruthless. Sabin glanced over her shoulder at her worriedly. The next thing she knew, a sound of bones breaking, cracking filled her ears. She looked past him only to see an unfamiliar face, but she couldn't help but notice He had this allure about him that screamed, 'Don't mess with me, or I'll bite your head off.' When he jerked his arm, snapping his elbow back into place without a flinch of pain. His sharp teeth were extracted, revealing a set of regular human teeth.

" Rila, the MUA answered. “Masya Allah, is it because you make up the smart ones or you are really pretty Saz? You are so beautiful ”Sinta joked while hitting Saskia's back slowly. Saskia shook her head, confused about the treatment of three college friends who are now sitting snapping the camera on her cellphone, taking pictures of them with Saskia many times.

Be that as it may, I don't harp on both of those highlights long. That one grin immediately updates my psyche. Subliminally at seeing that grin I step back, further into the puddle. He looks so natural, as though I have known him for quite a long time. Perhaps for eternity. I wriggle with frustration as I notice the entertainment that is predominant at the sides of his extensive grin. He is chuckling at me. This much I can tell. It appears to be abnormal because as the laughs are getting away from his mouth, I don't hear the magnificent sound. What a lovely sound it should be, I muse, a delightful snicker to match a wonderful man.