When The Wind Blows Smile Novels & Stories

My brows were raised. "Yup!" He bobbed his head. My lips curled into a smile. *** It clocked 9:15pm. The wind was whirler and a misty rain falls down. It is as frail as a Scottish smirr and its misty dew feels like warm butter melting on a face.

Sarah shut down her thoughts and started to write, with her heart as its guide. ''Maybe the wind felt bad for me and is comfortingly embracing me. Maybe the wind wants to be my lover and follows me because it's always alone, just like me. No matter how much I smile, telling myself I am going to be alright, Still, nothing feels right. You shake up my heart and abandon it to be alone. The wind passes by my eyes, telling me it is okay to cry as if the wind is ready to be blamed. When you are the one to tear up my heart and made me cry...”

Biting my lip,I stare at the button. Can I? Will he scold me...but he looks busy. Pressing the button,I let the window roll down and before he could scold me. I place my elbows on the sill and lift myself up. The cold wind hits my face, making a smile to come on my lips.And my hair trail behind me , flying with the wind. Wow! This was heaven. But the heaven was short lived as I was pulled back to hell. I looked at my side to see ,my long hair were touching his face and he looked beyond irritated.

ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ sᴀɴᴅ, ᴄʜᴇᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʙʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ

‎ ‎River smiled. ‎And this time, it wasn’t teasing. ‎ ‎It was victorious. ‎

We all sat watching the colours blend in the sky, shouting out what each cloud looked like and then debating it with each other 'That one looks like a bunny' - 'No, it looks like a hand playing the scissors from rock-paper-scissors. The smell of grass invaded my nostrils, and I remember looking at each face belonging to my friends and my twin. Only briefly, but long enough to have a ghost of a smile as they admired the sky. I couldn't help but grasp onto one passing thought - These people will be with me forever. Even if I claim my birthright and have to lie to them for the rest of our lives. I know they'll never abandon me.

Amelia's POV “I whispered, ‘The ocean appears stunning this evening.’” “Not as lovely as you are when you grin.” I quickly squeezed his arm. "Quit it. No flirting.” “I’m not flirting " he retorted. "That’s an established fact.” I attempted to suppress a grin. Utterly failed. "You’re unbelievable.” “I got you to smile.” Indeed I did. Truly. A while afterward the wind intensified. My hair lashed across my face so I lifted my hand to protect myself.

Not sad. Not lost. Home. I smiled. “Yes,” I said quietly. “But I think it’s like to remember now.” The wind was warm by the garden. Almost like a happy breath. And far, far away, the sea was somewhere. Not hungry. Not lonely. Just wake up. Like any good story that never completely disappears.

The ring felt slightly loose against my skin. “I’ll take it to get resized first thing tomorrow,” he promised quickly. “There’s no need,” I said, looking down at our hands. “Fingers always thin out during the winter. It’ll fit perfectly by the time summer comes around.” He stared down at my hand, then looked back up at the massive curtain of green light dancing across the Arctic sky, a sudden, radiant smile breaking across his face. “You used to say that the northern lights you spent a lifetime chasing were never meant for you, and there was no need to chase them anymore.”

He was smiling at something ahead of him, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all. The wind changed. Kai inhaled without meaning to.