Ugly Smile Novels & Stories

I finally let him go and stood back to look at him. "Damn I'm glad to see you." I told him and smiled, now despite my dark persona and appearance I have been told that I have an infectious smile, blessed with the type of full lips most women get injections for, my smile is actually a bit lopsided, but is genuine and always touches my eyes. It was the type of smile people that always caused people to smile back. Which is exactly what Mark did, flashing me that killer smile that had spread more legs than a gynecologist.

She hated him for making her lie about how she loved him for the whole country to see. He suddenly smiled_a charming sweet smile that she had never seen on his face since she had worked with him. His usual smile always seemed sinister in a dark sort of way. They were also the occasional sadistic smirks that caused her panic. The ones she hated the most was the one he directed at his sister. It was always a sad smile like he was in pain to even smile at her. It made her pity him and she hated herself for that because he didn't deserve her pity. He was a monster!. They threw more questions at them and he answered everything, confidence oozing out of every pore of his being.

I found myself complimenting. "Really?" I could detect a hint of laughter in her voice. "I thought it looked kind of rushed. Charli didn't like the fact that I forced her to smile during that picture." It's true. Charli was actually smiling although it kinda looked plastic. A plastic smile , she somewhat resembled Spongebob's evil twin. It looked funny and I wondered how she'd react had I shown her this pic of her. Kinda cute, actually. I didn't even know that she had dimples.That's new.

"You're not ugly. I'm ugly. I'm ugly." Stacy was amused by his attitude. Zong Jingrong took the opportunity to push the door open and came in, lying on the bed with a woman in his arms. He pulled her head to let her look at him, but still felt resentful because of his ugly appearance. "Am I really ugly?" Stacy found it funny. He could be unhappy about such a thing. He said with a smile, "You're ugly, but I don't dislike you." Harry, "..."

One of the most elderly rouge among them proclaimed and for once in a long while, I smiled. A pure and genuine smile that was void of pain, a smile that wasn't factitious or counterfeit. But just then, one of the rouge messengers came bursting in like someone that was bearing horrible news.

"Don't worry, I have been watching rom-coms all week. I'm fully prepared to be your love guru." I chuckled. "I hope you're watching age-appropriate rom-coms." She rolls her eyes, a miniature maestro of sass. "Please, I see way more drama at the University. Now, let's work on your 'I'm a strong, sensitive Alpha' smile." After several attempts and an array of smiles that more closely resemble a grimace, a growl, and one that I'm fairly sure scared my own reflection. "Uncle, bless your heart, that's not a smile; that's a prelude to a battle cry," Melody critiques with a giggle.

Just how fast can reaction change? With my hand slightly hiding my lip, I hear him speak again. “That’s it. Smiling suits you better. How bright can someone’s face be when they have a smile on their lips…” Now… I can genuinely say that I am smiling. How nice the driver was… I hope all people are like him. “Then… what happened to the bastard that hurt your son?” “What else? I smack him in the face full force! If only you Ms can see how funny that bastard’s face looks like! He looks like a freaking worm! Ha ha ha”

So I wasn't bothered by his words. “Well, it's a fact that I'm unattractive. Therefore, there's no reason for me to be mad about it.” I rubbed his head, which was bristly because of his short hair, while I spoke to him. “Moreover, I'm already ugly. Won't it just make me uglier if I still get angry about it?” He looked shocked at first but then he smiled up at me and I noticed that he had a gap tooth and also a dimple on his left cheek and it made him look even cuter.

I have never noticed such smile on Ugly before, hell; I have never let myself access her like I was doing now. I wanted to say something to her, to taunt her like I usually do but her smile, her smile was so charming that I couldn’t bring myself to wipe it off her face or to make her look down, taking those eyes away from my view. Her hair was in bunches as always and it was white rather than blonde, complementing those bright blue eyes.

my retort only had smile lines bracketing a scary grin, "you're creepy when you smile." What the fuck! Did I actually say that out loud? Someone needed to stuff a sock in my mouth so I wouldn't repeat any of the other stupid thoughts in my head. At my words, Miles' mouth pressed into a thin line, "I can't say that I'm used to smiling just because something is genuinely amusing." "Oh, your life sounds sad and miserable and if I end up with you my life is going to be sad and miserable..."