Twisted Smile Novels & Stories

I barely breathe, afraid that the slightest shift might trigger something irreversible. And then—she smiles. Slow. Deliberate. All those blunt teeth. It’s not the smile of someone amused. Or even someone cruel. This is worse—the smile of someone who has just confirmed something. I almost wish it was anger, because this smile leaves me only colder, like she's pressed ice against my heart.

Not something pathetic, for a few seconds, I can’t speak. The city lights continue sliding past outside. Finally, I manage a weak smile. “That’s a nicer way of saying stupid.” To my surprise, the corner of his mouth moves. Barely……But it’s there. A smile, a real one. The sight startles me so much that I actually stare. Dante Wolfe smiling feels like witnessing a solar eclipse. .

he replied and she looked at him "Then I'll smile for the both of us" she smiled brightly Lewis badly wanted to scoff,he stared at watching her place her palms on his "Till you'll be able to smile,I'll smile for the both of us. Okay ?"she exposed her set of white teeth making Lewis shake his head slowly "Don't worry Lewis. You will be able to smile,I'll make you" she said cupping his hands in hers

I thumb massage her outer palm. She smile painfully at me. I return the smile. Such personality she's got. Forever smiling despite negative predicament. That really is one powerful personality. She instantly sniff. She break free our entangled palm. She wipe dry her slow running nose and red coloured wet running eye's. She return out entanglement. She turn to me. She force smile. "Am really sorry you experienced such. Terrible undersized mood swings" she chuckles. Her perfectly white coloured tooths reveal.

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

“What more do you want from me.” “What I want..”, Brian said with a smile. “ Is to buy one of your guns.” Drake raised his eyebrows in curiosity, where was this man going with this. “And shoot you in the face. Just like those terrorists did to my nephew.” “Because I’m trash?” Drake offered. “Scum.” Brian spat. At that moment the audience burst out in cheers at how Brian had put Drake in his place. “That’s all for tonight, folks.” Brian said warmly to his audience both home and abroad.

“That’s all.” Imani smiled softly, squeezing his hand before turning back to Zariah, whose teasing grin made her pulse quicken again. “Just us,” she murmured, fingers curling fully around hers. Zariah leaned closer, lips brushing softly against Imani’s cheek, deliberate and slow, a touch that carried warmth, playfulness, and promise. “I like the sound of that,” she whispered, every word dripping with teasing intent.

He says, and I smile at him. "What is it?" I ask, still smiling at him. "I have to twll you in your ear Qween," He says. "What is your name?" I ask, and he looks to the woman holding him, and she nods—permitting him to tell me his name. "I am Jacob, and I am 4 years old." He says, smiling from ear to ear. He is missing his front tooth, making him even cuter. Finally, he starts to wiggle, trying to get out of her hold.

Slowly—too slowly—he looked back at her. His eyes had the dangerous flicker in them shifting into something far more sinister. And then— He smiled. Not a smirk. Not amusement but a slow, lethal curve of his lips. The kind of smile that sent a chill down her spine. And in that moment,she knew she had fucked up.

"See what I mean? Physically unable to give a straight answer." "I find your looks attractive," he says loudly, interrupting her. "I find your laugh attractive. I find your smile attractive. You have beautiful eyes." He steps closer, a grin spreading across his face. "But that attitude? Not my type." Phel blinks at him in shock. I finally break down and burst out, cracking up, unable to help it. Phel looks like she wants to kick him in the crotch, but he's smirking so hard his face might break, and finally Phel shakes her head, giving him a grudging smile in return.