What Make Me Smile Novels & Stories

She answered, "Smiling suits you too, Adrian. You should smile more often." Adrian paused. He blinked and suggested, "I used to not have a reason to smile, but maybe... maybe I do now."

More than that, he’s smiling. It’s nothing elaborate. It’s small. A Vincent smile. I take it.

According to her, romance was something which we got from this types of items. Also both Mete and Lizzy taught her to smile always. They advised her that, "smile, smile, smile at your mind as often as possible and bring it outward for making other's too happy. Your smiling will considerably reduce your mind's tearing tension and helped you to become human in other's eyes." When the barista saw her smile, he praised it by saying, "A smile is the best make up that any girl can wear. But true smile like this only persist till the end."

he grinned cutely, "then 'baby' it is." "I really like your smile," I blurted randomly, but intentionally. "You should smile more often." "It's a direct result of being around you," he replied, making me swoon just a little. "While we're on the topic, I really love your eyes. I don't know how you do it, but every time you look at me those damn eyes just lure me in and make me lose all control." "I love your hair," I continued, running my hands lightly through his dark brown locks. "The first time I saw you, I wanted nothing more than to feel your hair to see if it was as soft as it looked."

I would say staying around them you will smile a lot because I have been smiling since and he just has this way of making me smile. "I will definitely not stop smiling because a smile is like makeup you have got to wear and takes absolutely nothing from you to smile." He studied me for a while which I kind of found out that he has been doing since he met me outside.

Robin said with a smile. This pissed off others. Burns was impressed by his response. He was smiling inside his heart.

She smile .................TBC.......................

"If I may ask, what's your name?" Gosh, he talks a lot. Having had enough of him I stand up gathering my things and look for somewhere else to seat. I hear footsteps behind me. Quickly I turn around and slam! I thought I hit a wall but no, it was that stupid annoying boy that wouldn't let me be. For the first time since our conversation, I have a proper look at his face. "Hi," he smiles at me rubbing slow circles up and down my arms steadying me. His smile makes me want to, smile. Is that even possible?.

And though she is almost drifting, a sweet and triumphant smile carves her lips. ****😊****

Alex reassures me with a gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in amusement. As I watch Alex, I can't help but notice how incredibly handsome he looks when he smiles. It's a rare sight, but when it graces his lips, it transforms his face, lighting up his features in a way that is both captivating and endearing. In that moment, I find myself wishing he would do it more often, allowing me to bask in the radiance of his smile. With a sheepish grin, I thank him once more, feeling a surge of appreciation for his unexpected kindness.