Ugly Smile Novels & Stories

In the countryside, people at this age were already getting married and having kids. He smiled, showing two small dimples on his face. He had a dignified look, his eyes bright yet tinged with sadness. His straight nose, defined lips, and strong features gave him the charm of a man. "I'm still single. Free as a bird," he said. I smiled slightly. As I looked down at the ground, I saw an ant crawling past. I quickly lifted my foot and let it go. Maybe there was always a ray of sunlight when life's challenges hit.

Her perfume still floated in the air, sharp and cold, like something expensive that didn’t want to be touched. He had tried to be good. He’d smiled on the video call, said hello to his father, even waved to the lady and the girl beside him. They’d smiled back, the lady’s smile had been soft and warm, and the little girl, Mira, had laughed when he’d shown her his toy car. For a second, it had felt… nice. Like something that should be real. But then Diana’s face after the call, that smile she wore like it was made of glass, ready to break, he knew it meant trouble.

My shoulders shook — not from grief, not from fear, but from the sheer physical effort of suppressing something that wanted very badly to come out. A smile. Not a small one. A big, wide, ugly, sprawling smile that would have split my face in two if I'd let it. The kind of smile that belongs on the face of the villain in a children's cartoon, not on the face of a fragile, pregnant woman who has just been victimized by her cruel, unstable sister.

I only groaned at her stupid reply, she's just a bitch who lacks manner of speech. "Ranting again, right?" Min-hung chuckled behind me. "Like she always did." I scoffs. "I wish I can spank her ugly face. Ugh, it pokes me." "Everyone knows she's ugly, that's why she's harsh." Min-hung said. "She should at least try adding a little smile to her ugly face, maybe it might reduce her ugliness." I huffed. "She got a ugly smile too. Smiling would make her look like a lost beast." She said and we burst into laughter.

I took a deep breath and faced him but I couldn’t speak. He’s looking at me smiling like a lunatic and I don’t know why. I hit him in the arm and he just laughed at me. Why is he so mean? Here I am crying in front of him but he’s just grinning like a dog who got treats right there. “Why are you smiling like a lunatic?” I asked as I raised my brow. He continued chuckling and said, “It’s just that, you look… unpretty when crying.”

He smiled his now signature wolfish grin and winked at me. I inhaled deeply, the acrid smell of my things being blown up and the dust made my eyes water. I tried to make the corner of my mouth curl upwards, to answer his smile, but I know that it was a weak attempt as the corners didn’t move like I wanted them to.

Constanz nods, but I know she's not happy with my answer. “I don't want to be a killjoy, but I don't think you're going to have fun with him tonight. Wolfgang is so bitter, and he never smiles." I smile with amusement. "Says the psychologist who thinks love is a waste of time?"I make fun of her. “Smiling is a powerful emotional tool,” she replies. "A tool Wolfgang doesn't know about." I'm sure that, in the mafia, the smile is not the most useful tool.

I knew I was ugly, but hearing my own sister say it still made me shake with pain. "You know what?" She leaned close to my ear. "You're not just ugly. You're stupid, too." I froze, confused by what she meant. "I'm so beautiful and well-behaved, so of course I should be the only princess. Seeing you with a face just like mine makes me sick every time. "When we were eight, I fell off that cliff on purpose. I knew you'd come save me. I calculated exactly where to position myself so you'd get that scar.

She said and that got Nick smiling a bit "Don't worry, I plan to forget it all because you don't look good when you cry"he said and received a punch on the arm from Celine "Ouch!!!" "Are you trying to say that am ugly?"She asked "Some thing like that "He replied trying to mess with her head. "That's a lie, people tell me that am more beautiful when I cry or when am angry"She said "Or more like ugly when you cry and an horror when angry"he said .

She said in fear. Then he turns around towards her and sees her in disgust. He looks mad from the way he sees her. His old face indicates that he"s an old geezer (though he"s still around 40, he has time to repent, but let"s go calling him old geezer OK?), she can smell nicotine from his breath, not to mention his Tosca brown skin, the sweat falls from his top beautifully and a toxic breath which smells nicotine and dead rat as if it can melt iron. This kind of event means that she has faced big trouble.