The Smiles Household Novels & Stories

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

"Ma'am, it's yours and Sir's tenth wedding anniversary tomorrow. Are you celebrating at home, or going out?" The familiar voice sounded beside my ear. I snapped my eyes open. A plain, honest-looking face filled my vision. Megan Wright bent slightly at the waist, smiling warmly at me. At that moment, my heart was pounding violently, like a heavy drum striking my chest. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to suppress the surge of emotion inside me. With effort, I tugged at the corner of my mouth and barely managed a smile. "Tomorrow... we're going out to eat. You don't need to worry about anything."

" She straightened her spine, arrogance burning in her eyes. My father still kept his voice steady, though surprise was obvious in his face. "Don't get too proud. That's only the first match. "You still have two more. Nothing is settled yet." Sophie lifted her chin with a winner's smile. "Just watch. I'll hit the next two too." Over the next two days, Marissa did exactly what she had done in my previous life. She pushed Sophie's image everywhere. In just forty-eight hours, the story that the Foster family had found a lucky charm spread through Harbor City's elite circles.

That I was her one true sister. Even though she didn’t last with me for a lifetime. Be sure to know she’s happy and feeling better. cos she’s smiling in heaven, she’s smiling in heaven Smile-smile-smiling in heaven, she’s smiling in heaven Free from the pains of this life. She’s in a place where she’s alright. You should all live well to make it there. You will see each other again over there. She’s smiling in heaven, she’s smiling in heaven smile-smile-smiling in heaven, she’s smiling in heaven.

another one of his brothers suddenly turned towards me with a hideous smile. "Thank you," I tried to return his smile. "You can always come to us if things become unbearable at your home," he added and I casted him a quick glance, trying to understand what he was really hitting at. "Unbearable?" I raised my brows at him. "You speak as though there's some sort of monster in my home that will make it unbearable for me," "There is, as a matter of fact; and it's quite familiar with your husband," the corner of his lips tugged up in a deep smirk as he spoke, casting Nicklaus a glance at intervals.

Smith's family is like a second family and for the past years I had barged in and out of their house without knocking. The moment I enter in, I'm greeted by the smell of Katherine's homemade cooking, decorations hanging from the ceiling with the inscription 'Welcome home Lily", the sound of a baby crying. I pause to take in everything, then I remember Smith's first daughter is returning home today. Mi eterna.

“Hey! That’s not–” Smile looked away, his red ears were already reddened. “Gosh. I am telling your wife.” Hisoka made fun of him this time. The wheel had changed its owner and now, Smile was the receiving one. “Mind you. My wife is a housewife. She is a strong independent housewife who spends my money like water.” He said proudly. “And I am not sure whether it was an insult or a compliment to your wife.” Hisoka breathed out.

It was a smile that no one could look away from when they saw it. The simple suit fully showed her graceful shape. Dominic looked up and found that the lights in many houses were on. The night sky was very bright tonight. Now the lights of thousands of houses answered the stars in the sky. He glanced at his mother and saw her bright face. He also smiled and said, "Mom, you are very happy whenever you are with Uncle Roland." He found that Marilyn's smile was very warm, just like the rising sun, which could warm his body. People found their anger disappear when they saw her smile.

"Alright, spit it out. What's with the creepy smile? You look like you've won some secret bet." "Ah, nothing much—I'm simply thrilled that you're enjoying the food I made," Gloria replied warmly, her voice laced with genuine pleasure. "I realize it might not compare to the fancy meals or high-society spreads you're accustomed to, surrounded by all those driven, powerful women who share your professional world. But for me, nurturing and caring for my family is my true purpose, my deepest fulfillment. It's all about ensuring everyone around me is healthy, happy, and well-fed."

Telling Anita to rest and stop stressing herself. Then he was gone. The house changed after he left. Quieter. Sharper. Grace fed the baby in the living room. Anita sat nearby pretending to scroll through her phone. But every few minutes, she looked up. Studying her sister. Finally— “What are you smiling about?” Anita asked. Grace looked up calmly. “Am I smiling?” “Yes.” “Maybe I’m at peace.” Anita snorted. “In this house?” Grace adjusted the baby on her shoulder. “You’d be surprised what people can survive.”