30 Days Challenge Drawing Novels & Stories

He finally said after thinking for a while. “You’ll date them for thirty days” The room was quiet, Lucien seemed to be thinking for more than a moment. “That’s absurd,” he said. “Yes.” “It’s childish.” “Completely.”

“Right, we only have fifteen days left to complete thirty days and I know how you must feel about me but that won’t change how I feel about you either.” “I don’t understand Mariano. What do you mean?” I asked confused. “What am trying to say is that, I just want to spend the remain last fifteen days with you alone.” This time, I was totally dumbfounded. I had no idea of what to say to him neither could I think of the words to say. He had sealed off my lips completely. We finished with our dinner and made our exit. Taking the next few steps, the sky began to let down it’s downpour of water. It was accompanied with cold air.

She stood beside the board, both hands on her waist like a proud mother. "So the next uncheatable challenge is that you would draw me," she said. He smiled, taking more popcorn before answering "Can you draw?" he asked. She shook her head smiling "No" "Then how is it a challenge?" he asked confused. "Well, you would draw me and I would have to mark you. I would also correct you and let you know if you are doing well or not. That is the challenge. You draw me" He turned to her, "How is that a challenge if you don't do anything but let me draw you, and what if I don't know how to draw?"

Lily replied right away. Taken aback by her honesty, Jenny responded with a smile, “Fine. Since you’re honest with me, I’ll also do the same. Even though I’d love to make this difficult for you, I’m not someone who would stoop so low. Give me three days, and I’ll get things done and inform you about the next challenge.” Lily nodded with satisfaction. “Then, what should I do for these three days?”

Adair has been standing at the door, secretly looking inside, just that scene, really let him out of a cold sweat. Looking at Ada Wood's firm eyes, the big stone in his heart is finally put down. "Barely count it as pass. I'll give you a month . Of course, this month, there's salary, but it's not for free. If you can't draw something that I'm satisfied with for a month, then, I'm sorry, I don't support idle people here." "I see." Ada Wood is not impulsive. She really wants to continue what she took as pride. At first, she picked up the brush for the sake of Aaron Hunter. Now, she chooses to draw again, not for anyone, but for herself.

Why is it so hard to? My eyes stung so badly and my nose got hot a bit as I thought about it. I have been trying to draw him for the past six months now but it all came out the same; with no face. Maybe I just need to drink some water and try again. I stood up from my seat and walked out of the room before going down the stairs. I passed by the sitting room and Chris is sitting down with his eyes focused on the television with so much intent. I don't think he even realizes that I am here but whatever.

He stared at it with so much intensity. “What's behind the inspiration?” “Nothing in particular, I just sat down and... drew.” I explained. I collectively remembered the day I drew the portrait. I had just finished having little fall out with mom, I walked towards my pencil, as I held the pencil, so many emotions began to flow through. Carefully, I began to draw. The drawing took five hours to complete, I had lost track of time. When I was done, I was surprised to see what I had done. It was a well sculptured drawing of a bleeding girl, standing next to a huge creature, more like a huge dog with blazing eyes that could kill its prey. They were both surrounded by the forest, brown tree branch

I chuckled wryly, “This is the big leagues, Ana. No one is looking at your pretty face or cares about how beautiful you are. It's either you got it or you don't.” Her eyes narrowed dangerously and a twitch started forming on her lips. She seemed ready to explode but that wasn't my problem. I stared intensely at her and continued, “C, just so you're aware, if this deal doesn't go through, that 30 days might turn to 60 days. And so, if I were you, I'd do whatever it takes to close it as soon as possible.” Ana argued, her eyes spitting fire. “Trust me, I'd want nothing more than to go back to my normal life. I don't care that you have all the money in the world. If you hadn't tricked me into th

I asked, curiosity piqued by the impending date. “Roughly two months,” Charmaine replied, her voice steady yet filled with a hint of excitement. That timeline struck a chord deep within me; it coincided with the blood moon. I felt a surge of urgency, I had to finish everything before then. “Okay, I’ll wrap up the drawings in a week,” I stated, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “Are you sure? I don't want to rush you. You know art takes time,” Charmaine said, concern etched on her face.

He died saving me. Now I have 30 days to make him love me... or watch him die again."Aria Blake lost everything the night her Alpha mate, Damon Voss, pushed her out of a truck's path and died in her arms. His last words still burn in her soul: _"You are mine. Always."_But fate gave her one cruel chance. A mysterious locket sent her back 10 years... to the day she first met Damon. Now she's 16 again. And he doesn't remember her. Doesn't want her. "You're not my mate, girl. I don't do destiny." His golden eyes are cold. His heart is stone.The locket is ticking: *30:00:00* 30 days. If Damon doesn't fall in love with her before the countdown ends, she'll be sent back to his deathbed... and he'll