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“She put her hands on her hips and surveyed the area with a cocky smile on her face. The smirk spread when the traitor met my gaze. "No hello for your old friend?" she asked me. "Don't be rude Baby Face." "Go to hell, Wynn.”

Book:Taste of Darkness

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Taste of Darkness

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Maria V. Snyder

Maria V. Snyder is an American author of science fiction and fantasy novels. Known for her unique magical systems and engaging storylines, her works have gained popularity since their publication in 2005. The specific birth and death dates are unknown. more

“We are broken. Our ways are apart. Still we laugh together and taunt. We fight and get hurt... Still we don't stop! We spread love among us, With the scent of believe. We write on live. Our dreams are shattered. We think to move on, But scared to miss each other. We smirk when someone scolds, But we drink a jar of poison each time. We die and born everyday. We rely on each other. We get furious. We tease and never step back. We listen but never act on. For public we are mature, But among us we are childish. We act like ninjas among us. And we love to stay like this... Among us forever! Because we are siblings.”

Love Believe Dream Broken Scared Mature Shattered Siblings Smirk Childish Taunt

Author:Irfa Adam

“He wore a smirk the Joker would be envious of.”

Envy Smirk Joker Smirking Joker Quotes Smiling Facee

Book:Tajrish

Source: Tajrish

“…I don’t want that smirk of yours to appear without being summoned by me.”

Smirk

Book:[The Portrait] (By: Iain Pears) [published: July, 2005]

Source: [The Portrait] (By: Iain Pears) [published: July, 2005]

“It's because of Kate that we were able to get to the Alchemist's scrolls and keep them out of the hands of the Prometheans." He took out the key from Valerian's tomb and opened the case. At once, Jordan was on his feet, crossing to the trove of scrolls, crouching down to view them in fascination. "You'll have your work cut out for you now," Max remarked to him. "They're all in code," Kate spoke up, "but I-I made some progress on that from my mother's book. Maybe I could help." They all looked at her. Virgil eyed her as if she were some manner of rat that had crawled up from the river. Kate finally took umbrage at his hostility, knitting her eyebrows together. "I know I have Promethean bloodlines, sir, but I-I am a good person!" she asserted firmly, her heart pounding. "I love Rohan, and I will do whatever I can to help your cause, just like my grandfather did. My own mother was a victim of Promethean evil, too, you know. I understand your skepticism, but I hope you will at least give me a chance!" Max stared at her, a faint twinkle of approval in his eyes at her refusal to be intimidated. "Well, well," he murmured. "She certainly sounds like a Warrington." Rohan smiled ruefully.”