Novel & Cerita Vegito Smirk

like a mad man . *Kick*. "Ahhhhh" *Kick*. "Ahhhhh" *Kick*. "Ahhhhh" *Kick*. "Ahhhhh" *Kick*. "Ahhhhh" *Kick*. "Ahhhhh" Varun stopped his vigorously moving leg and look at the dead laying his wife with a evil smirk.

My focus was locked on Vikram. He stood a few feet away, his dark eyes blazing, the fire reflecting in them like a demon pulled straight from hell. His smirk was twisted, his expression filled with arrogance and something else—madness. He looked at me like I was nothing. Like Emilio and I were some kind of joke. “Look at you,” Vikram drawled, tilting his head, his voice dripping with mockery. “Still standing. Still pretending you matter.” His lips curled. “How cute.”

The chanting stopped instantly. The Sigen turned his head over his shoulder, his black eyes fixing on my shaking shoulders. A slow, amused smirk spread across his scarred face again, as if watching a wounded animal struggle gave him genuine pleasure. There was something deeply wrong in that expression… not just cruelty, but a kind of childlike delight in suffering.

, I asked. "Yeah right like the poor plant you're also eating doesn't have a family", he said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes, "Non living creatures Amber, God humanity has lost their dignity, Vegetarians all the way", I said returning my eyes back to the fridge. "Yeah...you didn't really look like a vegetarian last night". Thank you Christ that my face is inside the fridge, because I'm so Fucken tomato red right now. I knew he was gonna talk about it... like he just will.

“What’s so funny, you freak?” He smirked lazily, tilting his head like he was amused by a stubborn pet. “You should see your face, Dante. That whole glowing-eye, power-command shit you tried? It was absolutely pathetic.” He tapped his forehead with a single finger. “Nothing you do will work on me.” My hands clenched into fists. “You’re talking big for someone about to get his face rearranged.”

The corner of her mouth, overflowed a bitter smile, in the blink of an eye, disappeared without a trace, once again raised her head, her face, and hung on the smile that had been practiced countless times in the mirror, "Sir, do you want it? What do you need me to do?" "This ...... this ......" This vegetarian uncle hesitated not knowing what to do, a hot head, said: "I this foot ah, recently very sour, you Just help pinch the feet." All of a sudden, all around were quiet, a pair of eyes, staring at Jane Tong's body with great interest, all waiting for her next move.

It feels all so fuzzy and warm; I can easily stare at her the whole day. “Why are you staring at me with that stupid smirk on your face?” The smile on my face only but grows wider as I pull her closer, “I don't have a stupid smirk on my face.” “Then what is it.” “A crooked smile.” “You such a dumb ass.” “Do you want to go for breakfast somewhere?” “Okay, what have you done to Trayton?” “Whacked his ass and buried him in the garden.” “That is not funny.” “I think it is.”

He smirked and for a while, I was lost, I didn't know why he smirked. “Why are you smirking? "I voiced out. “You suck at everything even kissing!!” He muttered going over to his side of the tent. “What???” I asked surprised. “You suck at Kissing!!” He replied not sparing me a glance. “Your body didn't say that a while ago when you're busy sticking your tongue down my throat!!” I spat out angrily completely forgetting about the kiss. Something flashed in his eyes before it was replaced by a smirk. “I guess you're thinking yourself to be attractive well news flash you aren't!!” He replied.

I held Via's trembling hand and whispered to her. "He's not Blade, he's a different person, Via" I was sweating bullets when he started walking towards us with a smile on his face, he was trying so hard to make his lips curve into a sweet smile but he ended up wearing a smirk- a creepy one making my heart race. What is he planning to do? What if after killing Blade, I'm on his next list? No...

I was tired of both loving and hating that sound. "Your voice...I really hate it," I mumbled and opened my eyes, turning to look at him, wanting to see his reaction and I saw that he had this unexplainable look on his face. Something between a smirk and a frown, which was freaky as hell because I don't know how that's even possible. But then again, the man can turn into an animal and back. He tilted his head, the smirk on his face becoming more defined and I watched as the wind blew threw his hair and it flew backwards, away from his face, "I find that hard to believe."