Sweet Words To Make Him Smile Novels & Stories

she replied. "I see... Then, I'll let you remember all those things you forgot about us day by day." he said. "I know." she smile with a smile on her lips. They walk beside each other and talk of many things. They really enjoy the company of each other. "I miss you." he said out of the blue. She looked at him with a clueless expression all over her face. He smiled at her. "When you really miss someone, you miss the little things the most, like just laughing together." he said while looking at her straight from the eyes. He saw the genuine smile on her lips that made him feel more overwhelmed. "I love that smile of yours. It gives me more hope to endure all the pain that we may face in the fu

“We all do things at a point for a reason we can speak about, so I assumed that was it for you," My breath caught in my throat. How does he understand me so well? How does he always know the right words to say to make me feel better? A smile spread across my face. “That’s more like it. You should smile more," “Did I look horrible when I was crying back there?" He smirked. “Do you want to hear the truth?" “Please don't tell me I looked horrible," I squeezed my eyes shut, whining. He chuckled softly. “You look beautiful even when you cry," he said in a soft voice while staring into my eyes.

Her already prominent cheekbones go way higher, that her eyes turn into thin, dark slits - her cobalt blue irises peeking through her thick and dark lashes. That was one of the reasons why he always wanted to make her smile, and laugh. Not only does she look so beautiful when she smiles - it was also making him feel things. Every time she does, he gets a feeling that's so eternal - that it outrages all his negatives into positives, it feels as if he was able to crack the most difficult and trickiest problems in the world, it feels like a warm, pleasant rush, like a bright, never-ending sunshine. It's a beautiful mix of sweet, blissful joy - K's smiles. He could have written better poems than

I said. “And his smile— which you are a sucker for,” Hamon added. I punched him in the arm to make him stop teasing me. But he was right; I like guys who smile as bright as day, especially with a very handsome or cute smile. It makes me melt every time. But, I cannot do that as I won’t fall for a trap. I don’t know this person; who knows what his intentions are? But man, he was absolutely handsome.

“She ignites a fire within me, stirring emotions I never knew resided within my soul. Her eyes, oh, her eyes, they shimmer like a pool of liquid honey, drawing me in with their enchanting depths. I long to immerse myself in their warmth, to lose myself in their captivating gaze and surrender to the sweet embrace of her essence, never to surface for breath.” His words left me speechless, my heart fluttering in my chest as I gazed at him. His smile, so effortlessly radiant, sent waves of warmth through me, like a cosy blanket on a chilly night. How could he so casually say such things? How could he make me feel like I'm floating on clouds without even lifting a finger? It was as if he had cast

Draw the smile on her lips. "Of course it would be, I'm looking for the woman of my life." I burst out laughing at what he said. "Stop your cheesy lines." “If this is what makes you laugh then why would I stop?” he stares me in the eyes again. “I love seeing your smiles. And if I have any pleasure left, I want to give it all to you. ” I was stunned by what he said. "W-Why are you suddenly being like that?"

Debby chimed in, clearly entertained. Her comment gave me an ego boost. "Please stop," Jayden smiled shyly. "Is this how women feel when they’re being wooed?" he asked, furrowing his brows. "I can’t lie—I enjoy it. It’s refreshing," he admitted, his voice so low I barely heard him. "Did I mention you have a beautiful smile?" I grinned, knowing I was on the right track. "Your smile is like the first ray of sunshine touching my face when I wake up—bright, warm, and impossible to ignore."

“Immi darlin’. You don’t need to ask questions like that. You make my heart flip; you make me catch my breath. I’m lost if you’re not by my side. My stomach is tied up and twisted when I think about you, but in a good way.” “Aw. You’re such a smoothie.” I say and lightly punch him. “Seriously though, darlin’. You’re everything and more. Out of around eight billion people in the world, your smile is the one I love the most, your eyes are the ones that I want to drown in every day and your heart is the only one I can ever possibly love.” Oh. My. Fucking. God. His words. His soft yet masculine tone. The way his large hand holds mine. I’m pooling. Never has a man ever said anything like this to

She says with a smile. “He's wonderful. I love him so much. He is kind of sarcastic and sardonic but he's also secretly funny. He is so dang beautiful that it takes my breath away to look at him, especially when he gives me a smile. He is so smart, but he's not a know-it-all, you know that type that is just so hard to like? That's not him. But he loves me so much.. too much. He would do anything for me.” “Like buy you tampons and make you waffles?” Naomi asks me and I nod, my eyes watering.

I whisper-yell, slapping his arm with absolutely no force. "I’m serious," he murmurs, his smirk lazy yet heated. I roll my eyes. "I don’t even have any words for you right now," I huff, scooping more cake into my mouth. "You know you’re missing out, right?" I tease with an exaggerated look of heartache on my face. "I don’t know anyone as allergic to sweet things as you are." His smirk deepens. "There’s one sweet thing I’d gladly have for three square meals a day, though."