Tender Smile Novels & Stories

Ayana had taken great care to capture the depth and sincerity she often found in Adam's gaze, knowing it to be one of his most defining features. As she focused on his smile, Ayana couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth radiating from the canvas. His lips curled upward in a gentle arc, exuding a genuine sense of joy and kindness that seemed to leap off the painting. It was the kind of smile that could brighten even the darkest of days—a reflection of the light-hearted spirit that endeared Adam to everyone he met.

The jewelry worn on her hands and neck was all highly valuable. Of course, she would be in a happy mood. Tammy returned home while humming a song, and Finn sat on the sofa waiting for her. When Tammy saw Finn, her smile turned wider. "Why are you still awake?" Tammy asked. Finn said, "I have something to discuss with you." Tammy walked over and sat next to Finn. "What's the matter? Whatever it is, I’m happy to let you decide." Tammy smiled sweetly. Finn looked at Tammy and thought that her smile was as sweet as Sadie's. Her personality was exactly like Sadie, so gentle and considerate. He did not think that Tammy would reject his proposal.

She squinted and then smiled. " Hi" Theresa Mo greeted him with a polite smile. She walked over to him and he shook hands with her before asking her to follow him. Theresa Mo turned back and smiled at the secretary who first talked to her and waved at her. The secretary bowed slightly and smiled back at her. The secretary admired Theresa Mo at once and liked her. Theresa's smile is contagious. Her smile automatically makes you have a relaxed facial expression and willingly reciprocate it. Julia Li took Theresa Mo to his office. A well furnished room with a sophisticated sofa. The desk was made from special timbers, maybe mahogany to be precise.

"Don't you think you're exaggerating this? See, he was smiling when he spoke to mum and when we were together." "Am I? And no, he wasn't, that lip twitch was undeniably sexy, I admit, but no way was it a smile. Urgh, love is blind they say, Eloïse. That guy was still cold-diddy isn't it Bennie?" "Tsundere is a word, I believe. You know, cold on the outside and warm on the inside," Bennie simply said, typing away on her phone. "By the way, El, I think he'll make a good model."

Her smile got him on nerves. Edric often saw men sending Irene home in the past, but he had never seen her with such a high-spirited smile. What on earth happened? Why was she so happy? "Irene, you look gorgeous when you smile. Remember to smile more often in the future!" Jordan stared at Irene's beautiful face and praised. This was Irene's true color. What he wanted was such a woman, beautiful, not just purely gullible. Thinking that he could face such a stunning smile every day in the future, Jordan was on cloud nine. "That depends on your performance. If I'm not happy, how can I smile?" Irene chuckled. "I will make you happy," Jordan promised.

Don't show even a flicker of uncertainty. Instead, I smile. The smile of a predator who's just spotted wounded prey. The smile of someone who knows exactly how this game will end.

~Elena~ He didn’t move when I shoved him. Not even a little. He just stood there and I swear on every version of reality, the worst part wasn’t that he didn’t flinch—it was that he smiled. A kind of, male smile that starts at the mouth but spreads to the eyes, the kind of smile that says you’re already mine, little girl, whether you realize it or not. “Feisty,” he murmured, like he was tasting the word. “I like that.”

He brushed his tongue against his silver-plated teeth. I grimaced on the inside, but kept my face cold and devoid of emotion. Trinity Gang member number three: code name, Fire. Their names were as ridiculous as their beat ass fucking ugly faces. To be honest, they don't actually have ogre faces, but they're also not particularly attractive. For my standards. I simply ignored what they said and instead gave them a wide, sweet smile. The smile I usually give my targets. It's what I called a sweet smile of death.

Jacob walked behind me, his own eyes cast down, thinking about what lay beneath the mystery of my smile. Smiling gently, lips in a sweet curve, I walked alongside Jacob. My smile was the slow and deliberate kind, a slow smile spreading across my face like a sunrise sweeps across the sky. But Jacob had no idea why I smiled; the satisfaction and control I felt surged through my veins. He looked at me, seeking my eyes for an answer, but I simply continued smiling back in amusement with a glint in my eyes, savoring the moment.

She took the drink with a smile and takes a sip. He relaxed his hands in his pocket, and scoots closer to her, heaving a sigh. “Enjoying?” he asked. Her eyes follow his face. “I can’t say I am enjoying completely. But thanks for asking anyway.” “Why do you pretend to be fake when you aren’t? why smiling when you can’t smile from inside?”. “And who said I am not smiling from inside? You are wrong about it. I am not sad about anything. Not now anyway.” She drank the whole win in one sip.