Baldi X Principal Fanart Novels & Stories

We would usually mate, and a mating bond was always stronger than that agreement that we signed on a wedding paper. “We have no objection.” Alpha Arturo said, looking at him through the corner of his eye. His voice was deep, husky, and hoarse. His power radiated by just seeing his presence, and I could tell that one growl from him would shut a whole room up with no fights or arguments.

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" I paint vigorously as the song plays. I'm desperately trying to get the image out of my mind onto the canvas. My brush travels across his chiseled jawline. My colors hold his textured blonde color in a lock of hair that hung in his face while the rest was pulled back. My shadows play with the rippled muscles under his shirt. I let the music inspire me as I paint the pale blue eyes staring at me. His tanned skin looks almost like I could reach in and feel it. The image in my mind comes alive in the painting. My painting. "Bastian." I whisper as I add tiny dances of light to his face. "Oh, that's lovely." I whip around and my mom is standing. I huff out a breath. "You scared me." She giggles

See you in next chapters for fun and giggles. Gift for us... I got a fanart image for Banks & Eleanor. It's my current profile picture. Hope they look as imagined. Xie Xie

I was so used to my life in New York that I often forgot my royal ancestry. “Prince Falcon! Interesting. I imagine the success you make with women. Rich, tasty…I mean…very tasty… your food” Hanna stuttered and turned red as a pepper. I had to stop myself from laughing. She was graceful even when she talked too much. “Thank you for Prince Falcon. It's a name that was created by my friends, because of the way I behave in the financial market. I have a company here in the United States that manages the finances of entrepreneurs. And about women... I've had many relationships, but none that fill the void in my heart." I said looking straight into her eyes and she swallowed her food, almost choki

During my speech, I looked at the audience full of Russian oligarchs, Italian politicians, American arms dealers, and family members in black suits. “Three years ago, I ran away from this castle for love.” I said, “But now I return, not for revenge, but to prove… “That the principessa of the Lucas family will lead the family to an even brighter future! I need no one to save me. I can stand on my own and become my own queen.” Applause thundered. Silas kissed me, whispering in my ear, “And my queen too.” After the banquet, I walked alone to the terrace, gazing at the Sicilian night.

I've never been good at art. "Ashley, I looked at your sketches over the weekend. We would love to hang them in the student gallery for the winter expo. Is that okay with you? Which picture is your favorite?" Principal Baldwin asks. Principal Baldwin is one of the nicest humans to live on this earth. Her first name is Samantha. She lets the seniors call her 'Sammy.' It's unprofessional at best, but she knows what she's doing, and everyone respects her for it. "Oh, I don't know. They aren't that good. I guess I like the painting with the ballet shoes in it."

Ryan grinned and jokingly said to her, "Candice, I noticed you're quite like our manager. You seem to be needed for contract negotiations." Candice replied, "I could be your manager if needed." They arrived at the agreed location, and she was surprised to find that the person they were meeting was Zane, whom she had previously encountered at Aether Corporation. Zane remembered her and was quite surprised. "Ms. Renault, how come you're now with Mr. Baldwin?" Candice smiled and said, "Just challenging myself." Blue Artifact was planning to launch a new fun-themed series, leaning toward a childlike design combining ancient folklore characteristics and cartoon dolls.

Jennifer leaned closer, her voice laced with smug satisfaction. "Sophia, you're not actually mad, are you? I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I was just casually chatting with them, and they all fell for me. That's not my fault, is it?" Lucy nodded along. "Of course it's not your fault. It just means you're charming. Not like some girl who thinks being a Principessa means every man in the world will fall at her feet." Lucy and Annie exchanged a knowing glance, smiling to each other.