Alice Angel Drawing Novels & Stories

It didn’t take a while, only around fifteen minutes when Crystal finally finished a sample draft she was making. While she drew, Angelica was watching with deep concentration greatly engraved onto her face. Her eyes calculated every single stroke that Crystal made, and it was surreal, it wasn’t just some random strokes with a pencil lead that any normal people could do but this one was filled with class and elegance. As if the strokes of a pure artist, she eagerly watched to see the outcome of the said draft as she basically leaned over the table to observe the woman’s ministrations.

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"

Her perfectly serene doll-like look was ruined however by the tired scowl which decorates her face. Rubisviel Fyaril, the Orchid Butterfly Witch of the Dark Forest wipes the sweat from her brow and huffed after completing a drawing of a Cthulhu symbol inside her circle. Thick black bags hang under her tired golden eyes and her face was paler than usual. Her head hurts like a battle-ax was splitting it open and her shoulders and legs are aching after prolonged hours of sitting on the ground and focusing on drawing the symbols.

Rose held Angela with only one arm so she could lift Alexander with the other; they might already be three years old and getting bigger than her heart was ready to accept, but they would always be her babies and there was always room on her lap to rock them to "Let Mommy see your drawing." "Look! Here is you and Daddy.” he pointed to two scribbles holding hands, one with long light brown hair and large green dots on what appeared to be a face and the other with dark hair and eyes, wrapped in what Rose would guess was an attempt to draw a suit "The ones about me, Angela and Alice..." between the two larger drawings are three much smaller ones, all with the same black eyes, with the exception

The details were adorable — she'd even included Kane and Zane as slightly taller stick figures in the background. “Those are your powers,” Amelia explained seriously, pointing to each colorful line. “The red is for vampire, brown is for wolf, blue is for witch, purple is for demon, and the gold is for angel. All of them together!” “It's perfect.” I carefully set the drawing on my bedside table. “Thank you, Emma.”

ANGELA. “Lucifer don’t move for a while, okay?” I said to Lucifer who’s currently reading a book. We’re already here inside the classroom and since there’s no teacher yet, I decided to make a portrait of Lucifer even though I suck at drawing. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked. “I’m making you a portrait ^__^” “--_____--” “Don’t move for a while okay?” “And who are you to boss me around, huh?”

For a drama queen that she is, Angel's spectacles would never come to an end. "Mommy, daddy.." She looks up at Ace and Scarlet, pulling them with her little hands and reaching into her bedroom. "I got you a Christmas gift too." She tells them in a sing-song way. She pulls a drawing from her cupboard which had a man, and a woman, and in between was a little girl and a boy holding their hands. Ace kneels beside Angel and asks, pointing to the little girl in the drawing. "Who is this beautiful little girl? Is she my princess?"

Mike's workmate said while he keeps focusing on his charcoal sketch he just smiled an hour later when Mike left alone in the art room he decided to stay there all night doing art while he keep thinking about tomorrow because it's Angel birthday and seems she still busy to her contract a minutes later he called Angel but her phone is out of coverage area then Mike take some break time he walks close to the door glass and taking a view of the brights lights in buildings. Then he lay down on the floor and he closed his eyes then he imaging back to the day when Alice requested him to make a painting for Augustine with her image wearing a summer hat in a sunflower background Mike opened his eyes

Dustin looks at me before turning back to Angel. “Angel. It fits. I’m Dustin, obviously.” She nods her head at him. He goes to put the tray down on her lap. Oh, hell no! He’s not getting anywhere near my mate when she’s not wearing anything under that blanket. My growl stops him short, and I grab the tray from him. "Clothes Dustin, and another tray for me.” “Yes Alpha.” He says before leaving. I turn back to my little mate, and damn is she small. I’m seriously hoping the Moon Goddess didn’t make a mistake choosing her for me. How can this little girl be my mate? Although, she has survived being a vampire’s blood bag, so she’s got resilience.

Her stare turned into glares and she put on a sick smile on her face. "Oh look who's here! My lovely cousin!" she exclaimed, sarcasm dripping in each and every words she said. Ace turned to look at me and his eyes widened when he realized that I, Angel, was standing in front of him. "I'm so pleased to see you again" she said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Satan" I replied coolly and stood straight making my way to the balcony, next to Ace. My cheeks reddened when i realized that Ace was checking my dress. His eyes raked over my body shamelessly and he smirked.