Ben 10 Colouring Book Novels & Stories

“I figured you and I could use a little fun.” He blinked slowly at me, as if trying to read my intentions. Trust was still so fragile between us. From the bag, I pulled out a stack of coloring books—one with animals, another with superheroes, and a third filled with fantasy creatures and magical castles. I also pulled out a small box of crayons and a few toy cars I thought he might like. “I didn’t know which one you’d prefer, so I got a few.” Ryan looked at them without reaching. I didn’t push him. I simply sat down on the carpet, crisscrossed my legs, and flipped open the fantasy one.

“Whenever he stepped into my room and noticed the curtains were closed, he’d nag me about them saying I needed to allow the sunlight in to have a bright day ahead. He also really hated the colour white. To him, they were boring cause he felt like there were so many other colours one could use other than just a boring plain white.” Not waiting for a response from Seb, Alex bent to pull open a drawer next to the empty bed. In it, were bottles of pills, some empty while some still contained a couple of them. Alongside the bottles he could spot a pile of envelopes and papers which he didn’t hesitate to take out. Before he could go through them, a picture slid out of the pile to the floor. Droppi

"Dinosaurs. Because dinosaurs are the most cool." In the store he insisted on pushing his own small cart, selecting each item from his list with meticulous care. Crayons, the twenty-four pack, because more colors meant better pictures. Folders, green and blue, because those were dinosaur colors. Pencils, the ones with dinosaur erasers on the end. And the backpack.

Jasper replied to him, before adding,” the wires here are much more colourful inside plugs and machines. “You’ve already taken some stuff apart?” Emmet asked, turning around. “I tried to. Lila stopped me and handed me a text book made for kids,” the other man replied, lowering the catalogue to the kitchen island, his face grim and bored. “Is purple a colour in that book?” Emmet replied with. “Nope. It’s not. Blue, the live wire, is the closest,” Jasper explained to him.

Two minutes later, he returned carrying a giant coloring book and an entire pack of coloring pencils. I blinked for a couple of times, not understanding why Collins would bring such kids stuffs for me. It's not as if I wasn't used to the baby treatment, but this was just another level of baby treatment. “Collins.” “Hm?” “What is that?” He blinked innocently. He believed it was not a problem. He just wanted us to be doing something else instead of me just laying on the bed all day. “A coloring book.” “I can see that.” He smiled proudly like he had solved world hunger.

"If I was a color," my sister's voice sounds unusually sultry. "I would be violet." "Why violet?" Tatiana asks. "Because violet is a mysterious color and I have to say I'm full of mysteries." I never thought Mckayla could be so poetic, but then again she's high out of her mind, we all are. Tatiana giggles. "Then I guess I'm green." "Because you love the environment?" Kristen asks, laughing as well.

Her blanket, the one she had had since she was a baby. A few of her favorite clothes, and her coloring book. My hands shook as I pulled out the coloring book. I held it to my chest for a moment, then carefully opened it. The pictures in the first few pages were completely coloured. I flipped through slowly, looking at each picture. A wolf howling at the moon, colored in bright purple and orange. A wolf running through a forest. Two wolves playing together, one pink and one blue because according to her “wolves can be any color they want, Mommy.”

Alianna, ever the curious one, kept asking about the spots listed on the tourist flyer she had clutched in her hand—one of those folded pamphlets they hand out when you arrive on the island. “How close are we to the pink sand beach? Does it really have pink sand or is that just Photoshop?” she asked, waving the flyer at him. Isagani chuckled. “It’s not exactly pink—more of a blush, especially during sunset. But I can take you there if you want to see it for yourself.” Alianna grinned. “Noted. I'm holding you to that.” Meanwhile, Tammarah walked on his other side, eyes subtly scanning him. She leaned in a little, always the sly one.

“Can’t wait to see it. So, what do you say I help you stock up? You’ll need supplies for all that serious art.” He guided me to an aisle filled with drawing books, pencils, and every crayon color I could imagine. I picked out a big sketchbook with blank pages, perfect for my next dragon masterpiece. Uncle Liam even helped me choose crayons and pencils, ones in colors like “sunset orange” and “mermaid teal.” Once I had my art supplies, we found Rhett’s favorite section—books about dinosaurs. His face lit up as he ran his fingers over the covers, picking out a thick book filled with dinosaur pictures and facts, plus a few comic books about a dino superhero.