Twisted Smile Novels & Stories

Nice to see I'm setting trends but at least give me credit for it. Three years in, and she was still stuck at the bottom because of her petty behavior. Tobias's room was unlocked when I knocked, suggesting he might be waiting for me. I opened the door quietly, momentarily stunned as my blue eyes met his piercing grey ones. He was breathtakingly gorgeous. I could have blamed it on the liquor, but he was a well-crafted specimen: neatly trimmed beard, dark curly hair, chiseled jawline, and long lashes fluttering at me as I quickly switched to work mode.

Is he trying to say that I am a capable human? "I'm sorry I didn't know I-- I don't remember" he just smiled but in his eyes, I can see the sadness. "Don't apologize for this how cruelty deals with fate and I'm happy that you are here in front of me breathing and looking at me. I won't be asking more than anything else just you that makes my life shine like crystal" oh gush this wolfman is so freaking taking my heart with every smile he provides pure and sincere. "Stop stop stop stooooop you two act like more than a mate it could be. You're even sweeter and lovable than the rest of us here who are mates" Donna complained as we all laugh at it.

The bastard didn’t even look surprised. He smiled. His lips stretched into a deliberate arc that mocked and taunted me while seeming to perceive the rage winding within my core. He appeared to take pleasure in the experience. My nails penetrated further into my palms. I propelled myself from the chair with abrupt motions while my heels struck the marble surface creating sharp clicks as I advanced toward him in a stormy manner. As his handshake with the lawyer concluded I stepped into his path to obstruct his movement. “You think this is over?” My voice emerged as a venomous whisper intertwined with sharp edges and barely controlled fury.

he shouted his time. “Try me,” she smiled and got near me. She lifted my chin up. “I don’t know what’s special about you. You are just a pathetic girl hides behind Chris.” I want to slap her talking with me like this in a desperate situation. I raised my hands to slap her to prove to her I’m not pathetic or afraid for her. Chris acted as I did. He slapped her hard, she fell on the floor with her hands on her left cheek" “How can you?” she started.

Ysmael said in a flat tone. Ajax smirks looking at the human in front of him. "Well.. Can't blame me."

His hair was slicked back in that effortless way that made him look like sin wrapped in silk. And he was smiling. That rare soft, controlled and yet dangerous smile. The kind of smile that made my heart skip and not in the good way. It made my pulse scatter like broken glass. Something wasn’t right. My instincts screamed it. My gut twisted with it. But I forced myself to hold my ground. I tried to smile back. I did. But my lips wobbled traitorously, and I had to force them to stay in place, keep my voice steady enough to pass for normal.

The low hum of distant dripping water echoed faintly against the cold stone walls, punctuating the oppressive silence. Kaiser’s eyes, usually a calm storm of control, now burned with a slow, simmering fury. They narrowed into sharp slits as the corners of his mouth curled upward, an infamous smile, thin and bone-deep, that sent an involuntary shudder rippling through the few souls who dared witness it. This was no ordinary smile; it was a predator’s grin, cold and merciless, a smile that had ended empires and shattered lives. It was the kind of smile that made even the bravest men falter, the kind that spoke of dark promises made in shadows.

Still, he walked like a man who believed none of it mattered. Then his eyes found mine, and I kid you not, people, the bastard smiled. The smile was not by any standard, a warm one, or even a remorseful smile. No. It was a grin made of cold steel and old games, twisted just enough to make my stomach lurch.

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.

I said like it was the most obvious thing in the universe. He gave me a suspicious squint but extended his hand anyway. Victory. I laced my fingers through his and squeezed. His hand was warm and calloused and familiar. My entire chest felt like it was glowing. I pulled out my phone with my free hand. “Smile.” “No.” “C’mon.” “I literally never smile in pictures.” “That’s a lie. You smiled that one time I made pancakes shaped like dinosaurs.” “You burned them.” “Still counts.” He sighed—deep, long, annoyed—but a second later, his lips twitched again. Barely there. But real.