Your Desired Smile Novels & Stories

When the photo became vivid, I took it from you and stared. That smile. That smile full of bliss and genuineness. That smile which never failed to sway me with its owner's felicity. That smile I missed the most this time. That smile that I will never see again, but wished to see for the last time. Maybe once would be enough, so even just for a day, I could remember the definition of happiness. Sigh. "I was planning to capture a lot for the whole week and stick them all in my room. Do you think it's fine?" I looked at you. You're doing the same except for your stare was looking with genuine affectionate and admiration while mine screams uneasiness.

I sigh. “Ouuf, but you look more beautiful when you smile.” he argues, my cheeks heating up at the compliment. “And that's according to research,” he adds, ruining the moment with his bullishit but also steading my heart rate. “Your smile can't be compared to the makeup you're wearing, it is more beautiful, have you never heard that?”

I'm getting ready to meet him, and I want to look my absolute best. I stand in front of the mirror, carefully applying my makeup. I opt for a sultry, smoky eye, accentuated by a touch of shimmering gold. My lips are painted a bold shade of crimson, perfectly matching the fiery desire burning inside me. With each stroke of the brush, I feel myself transforming into the irresistible woman I've always wanted to be.

“Look! My skin is shining.” A warm smile spread across his face, “I can see your skin is shining woman. It's just not time yet, I have several interests in taking my time, and I don't want to rush it or leave anyone out. I want to do every single one of it, from foreplay to smooching and then touching, caressing, French desperate kiss and every single one of them.”

He’s smiling. “Don’t smile, there’s nothing amusing about this” I say refusing to smile, even as I feel a smile coming on. “No?” he asks fully beaming. “No, I’m just too horny and you’re just the available fantasy,” I say trying to explain what I don’t know. “I feel like you’re trying to make me feel bad about this but you’re failing. All I hear is you have a problem and I can help you with it” he says looking serious for a moment. “I’m willing and able” he adds.

What’s his problem with my smile? “Is there anything wrong with my smile?” Are you envy of my beautiful set of teeth? I have no personal dentist to take care of them. “You look crazy.” Oh! It’s natural to Jeoff to respond like that. Don’t care anyway. “You are just envy of my so beautiful teeth. I don’t have personal dentist ever since, but look.” I smile. “I have a beautiful set of teeth.” I am the one who is proud of myself. Ahahaha. No one could do that for me.

James suggested. She nodded again. "I will just go home. I will call you, okay? Be good," she gave him a light touch on the lips and earned a smile from him. "Exactly what I want, darling. Always smile. All will turn out for your good, baby," she encouraged while stroking his eyebrows, then kissed his forehead.

“The secret was the only thing that made it complicated. Now, we just have reality. We have the logistics, yes—the papers, the bank accounts, the new clothes we need to buy because you own nothing but a borrowed t-shirt—” “I should probably look into getting a toothbrush,” I interjected dryly. “That’s about the extent of my material needs right now.” He smiled, a genuine flash of amusement. “We will get you the best toothbrush in the city, Killian. And then we will get you a passport. And then we will sit down with Leo and we will decide where in this vast, complicated world you want to build your new life. Do you want to teach? Write? Study something entirely new? You have the luxury of sta

The surprise on my face slowly turned to amusement, and I couldn’t help smiling. Not the kind of smile you force for the mirror or fake to avoid questions. No. This was a slow, natural, exhilarating grin that tugged at my cheeks with no control over it whatsoever. It was the kind of smile that came from feeling safe. Wanted. Maybe even something dangerously close to happy.

Standing at 6'1" with blond, perfectly messy styled hair. Unlike Damien who has the mysterious charismatic aura, I'm known to have a sunny disposition and always wears a charming dimpled smile. My smiles make me famous also for girls during my school days. My voice is described as a sultry voice that is low, smooth, yet reassuring making my client comfortable in my presence.