Angry Luffy Drawing Novels & Stories

"What are you doing here?" I asked furiously. The level of anger I have right now might be shown in comics by steam coming out of the character's ears and her whole face red. In other, there are chances of even fire coming out of the character's mouth. I forgot all sadness in this situation. One thing was clear now, I hated his ugly face too much that I couldn't stand to see it for more than a minute. Why would he always end up in front of me? When all I wanted to do was keep as much distance between us as I could.

At the end of the afternoon, Luwase was in his room drawing. He was obsessed with Kataleya and Igor's faces. On his bed there were more than fifty drawings he had made. He heard the door slam. Luwase indignantly opened it. “ Lissa! Lissa: “ can I come in? Luwase looked at the drawings on the bed. “ It's not a good time! Lissa: “ Luwase, Rassy showed me these drawings...

He rushes in and stops at the edge of Adrian’s bed. Adrian’s eyes widen in surprise. “Hey, champ.” Liam pulls out a folded paper from his bag. “I made you a drawing.” Adrian tries to sit up straighter. “Let’s see.” Liam hands it over carefully. It’s a crayon sketch of the three of us—me, Liam, and Adrian—holding hands under a bright yellow sun. There’s even a dog beside us, though we don’t have one. Adrian stares at it, clearly touched. “This is amazing.”

"Ugh! So annoying!" Grabbing her pen, Lucy drew haphazard lines on the paper, ruining the sketch of Tobias' face. Just then, her phone rang. When Lucy saw that it was a call from Tobias, she angrily rejected the call. In his car, Tobias was puzzled as he looked at his phone, which displayed the rejected call. He called Lucy again. Lucy didn't know why she was so angry, and she even felt a little jealous. When she saw Tobias calling her again, she decisively picked up and said, "Tobias, you—"

I set it on the table, opened the clasp, and flipped back the cover. There was no marked floor plan. No security notes. Nothing except one sheet of white paper that immediately slid out, slipped past my fingers, and landed directly on the table. In front of Rafael. Face-up. THANK YOU RAFA LEMON The drawing of Rafael stood tall across most of the page, with a long black rectangle for a body, arms that reached too far down, hair like an angry cloud, and a pink crown sized appropriately for a hamster. Beside him were lemon trees that looked like diseased broccoli.

The kitchen was filled with the smell of garlic and sesame oil. I stood near the stove, stirring the sizzling vegetables with one hand while holding Lily’s little drawing in the other. “Does it look like Daddy?” she asked, standing on the stool beside me, peering into the paper she had just finished. I glanced down and smiled. The drawing was of Logan—well, a version of him with bright blue eyes, a rainbow tie, and a crown on his head. “Yes,” I said gently. “Very handsome.”

As clearly as if he had said it out loud. "Emma — " he started. "Daddy!" Lily's voice, bright and sudden across the garden. "Come and see what I drew! It's us, you, Emma and me at the beach!" Both of them turned. Lily was holding up her drawing pad with enormous satisfaction. Emma was in Marcus ' arms. Next to Lily. Three figures, side by side, orange and yellow scribbles beneath them suggesting fire, a wild blue line above suggesting sea. "Look," Lily announced. "You're together."

Lukan is genuinely kind and possesses a pure heart, that much my wolf knows for certain, and I trust his spirit. He flips the notebook back to the early pages, which include countless drawings of pack boardrooms, long trail crossings, stacks of territory treaties, and random mugs of bean sap in different dens. I look over his shoulder as his eyes devour each sketch again. Then, my sharp eyes notice the sudden pattern shift in the drawings. “What is it?” He searches my face, immediately noticing the shift in my scent.

he said. "uh? Nothing. Please go on" I said adjusting my butt cheek on the counter. "I like the faces you make when something interest you or annoys you. It's quite easy to read your mood" he chuckled. "Oh really? Like what face do I make when I'm angry" I sipped my wine. He made an angry face drawing in his eyebrows, expressing a glaring look to his eyes and his lips becoming narrowed and thin. "OMG! How did you.. How did" I exclaimed.

While it was Luc’s first time witnessing Kirin behaving like this, he felt that he could not comprehend this young master of the Summers family anymore. In fact, Luc felt a chill down his spine. In the end, Kirin finished his drawing and stared at it. He then started laughing maniacally. On the drawing were a cat and a mouse. The cat had sharp claws and looked ferocious, while the mouse looked terrified and was trembling in the corner. “Hehehe… Tyr… our game has just begun.