Tender Smile Novels & Stories

I don’t need to. He lets out a short, sad laugh. “It’s rare now. But when she used to smile… Damien, it could light up a whole room. Like the kind of smile that makes you forget your own pain for a second. That’s what it was like. Pure. Soft. When she didn’t have the weight of the world on her shoulders yet.” There’s another pause. His voice drops. “Her real smile… it’s heavenly.” I grip the phone tighter. My chest aches.

The curve of her lips, slightly upturned, reveals a hint of a smile, an indication of the happiness that resides within her even in her dreams. With the gentlest touch, I graze my knuckles along her smooth skin, savoring the warmth and softness that lies beneath. A slight tickle elicits a barely perceptible smile, a small reflection of the joy she brings to my life. It's moments like these that make me realize how truly lucky I am to have her by my side.

" with a cute little smile bro." Xander hesitated. The words fel heavy but glancing at Tatiana, whose head was still lowered, it felt lighter than he had imagined. “It’s... it's nothing,” he said quietly, a small smile tugging his lips. “I’m just… glad I could be of help to you, Tatiana.” Tatiana froze, her cheeks flushing. Her eyes darted up to him, startled, only to find his gaze steady and—unexpectedly—soft. Was he smiling at her? It felt like a wave of current running through her body. That smile was not short— he held it, far longer than expected.

I didn’t know what to respond with and for the first time I saw Cassian smile, not the normal smile of any man, it is a sensual smirk - like a smile. He rolled me gently across the bed, then tore my short Chanel skirt down and away. My lace thong—a thin strip of silk—was suddenly the only barrier, tightly wedged into the fleshy cleft of my pussy seam, exposed to his urgent, hungry gaze. A glimpse of my embarrassing, breathing pussy made his already hard cock give a furious, painful-looking jerk. I I honestly feared for a second that the tension would make it burst. “Your petal lips are too pretty to stop at your mouth,” he purred, his smile now openly playboyish.

Zelena. Smith and I headed back to the main house, with Tobias close behind. We sat down on the porch swing as Tobias perched himself on the railing opposite us. We sat quietly for a minute or two, with Smith rocking us gently. I studied the side of his face as he looked out over the village. His dark red hair sat in a mess of shaggy curls on top of his head. Some tendrils were long enough to reach his eyes, while others hung down past his neck. Smith’s chin was hard and straight, chiselled and defined. His nose was straight and turned up a little at the end. But it only added to his rugged good looks. When Smith smiles, with his broad mouth and perfectly white teeth, it’s hard not to smile

he says with a small smile. “Insanely nerdy,” Anna said with a soft smile and her gaze shifted from the textbook to Zack’s face. “Is that not one of the things you like about me.” Zack’s lips quirk into a fond smile at her reminder. He props himself up on one elbow, the movement causing the blanket to pool around his waist. The motion brings their faces closer, allowing him to see the playful glint in her brown eyes. “Nerdy is not the word I would use,” he corrects her gently, his free hand coming up to cup her cheek. “I like smart. And focused. And the way you get this cute little wrinkle between your eyebrows when you are concentrating.” His thumb strokes along her eyebrow line affectionat

Trence's eyes softened even more, a small smile playing on his lips as he gently squeezed my hand in response. "Let's just continue watching the movie," he said with a hint of a smile on his face. I blinked, momentarily caught off guard by the tenderness in Trence's gaze. His smile was reassuring, yet there was an unmistakable warmth in his eyes that left me feeling unsettled. "Sir," I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing?" Trence's smile widened slightly, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of my hand. "Just enjoying the moment," he replied softly, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "Is there something wrong with that?"

I felt his warm breath on my ear sending shock waves down my spine. “Smile," he continued, his voice lower and softer. “They smell fear." I frowned, staring at him. " I know, but try harder.” I focus on a tight smile, one that I have nurtured throughout my years with Tobias, trying to be the perfect wife. The smile felt more natural than my actual happy smile. Happy? The word tasted bitter. Strange. Distant A smile was no longer a thing of joy but rather an armor One I had used to his my fear, my sadness, my loneliness and my fear

"Although you seldom smile, I know what things make you smile." "Really?" He raised his thick eyebrows. "Tell me." "When you tease someone, you smile. When you play a trick on someone, you smile. When you make a fool of someone, you smile an evil smile. When you are unhappy, you sneer coldly with your mouth closed, and..." Hazel trailed off and her eyelids flickered. When he looked at her like this, he smiled. His smile was real and very gentle.

VIENNA “Hey girl!” I call to my friend Nessa as she walks in the restaurant at the lodge, pulling her long dark hair into a ponytail as she walks. “Hey!” she calls back, flashing me a bright smile. Nessa has so many beautiful features- full lips, high cheekbones, almond shaped eyes- but her smile is by far her best. You know that cliché phrase about how someone’s smile can light up a room? Nessa’s the kind of girl that phrase was coined for. I had a shitty morning, but her smile improves my mood in an instant.