When The Wind Blows Smile Novels & Stories

For now, my lips are sealed. I wound down the window to embrace the cool breeze. There was something I loved about the feeling of the wind caressing my face. It showed so much affection, no matter what. I loved the way it combed through my hair. It just felt damn good. I inhaled and smiled. Refreshing! "You're weird as fuck." I faced Prince and crossed my arms. "How am I weird?" "Do I have to explain that?" I nod my head in response. "Will you beat me with a broom if I don't?" he chuckled.

Selena Walking through the garden with a smile plastered on my lips, closing my eyes, I inhale the earthy smell as the wind blows pulling the sand along with it with the morning sun glinting on my face. Strolling I noticed how the grass swirls sideways as the wind swivels around me, my long flowy hair swings around as the breeze benign blows on my face widening my smile.

A smile smeared on my face. Boom!

The chill wind is slowly blowing in the place. It made its way to Rathi and kissed her skin and made her smile. The small bell that's hanging on the crescent of the door clinked lightly dancing to the motion of the breeze. The bright clouds were chased by the grey ones and settled on the top, proudly.

Tsk, she's so full of herself. "As I said, be careful, you might swallow all your words. Don't say that I didn't warn you. Good luck" I smiled and stood straight. "Start!" I stared at the different parts of the gun at the table. I even heard the crowds complain as to why I am still not making any move. I tilted my head as I smirked. Let's count then... 3.. I feel the gust of wind. The wind is blowing from east to west. 2 .. I opened my eyes still feeling the wind. It changes, from east-to-west to south to north. I smiled, perfect!

he called out, voice carrying easily across the silence, “look what the wind dragged in.” Our eyes met and I couldn’t help it — I smiled.

I asked. She nodded. I took it. Surprisingly, the paper was completely dry and neat. I unfolded it carefully. The handwriting wasn’t childish at all. "The gloomy weather needs your smile to make it beautiful again. You don't know this, but your smile is my favorite kind of sunshine. This rose is just a small reminder that someone out there finds you breathtaking. Smile for me?" My breath caught.

At that moment, it all felt like a bitter joke. "No." She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath. Her voice was hoarse yet determined. "Mom, Dad, I'm coming with you."

I had to climb a mountain and beg for it. I opened my mouth to speak, but it felt as though there was cotton stuffed down my throat—I couldn't make a sound. Ray narrowed his eyes at me from behind Nadia. "Is there a problem?" he silently warned me. Snapping back to reality, I released her arm. "Sorry—that's a beautiful pendant," I said to her. "Thank you," Nadia replied.

9th April. Dearest, Zynah, "Before you start reading this, I'd like you to calm down first. Do not cry! It's a command from your husband. Will you disobey? Amidst tears, she smiled. "How does he know so well," she whispered, her emotion threatening to overwhelm her. His words only served to make her even more emotional than she already was. She couldn't help but miss that particular playful side of him, the playful banter they used to share.