Cruella Artie Novels & Stories

The next thing that left Axion's lips was a snort, a loud snort of incredulity. " You're kidding me, aren't you? You just made up this whole shit just so you can turn me against my own family and you think I'm too naive to fall for that? Unbelievable " He puffed and immediately grabbed Cruella's arm, dragging her closer while glaring dangerously at her. Cruella gulped down hard as her knees became weak but she tried holding them. If there's someone who she is terrified of after the King of all Dark Genie, then it is Axion because he is almost as powerful and deadly as him.

Chapter 8: Undone Cassia The party is going well. Kendra and I decided to split up and look at the new art displays. I’m shocked to find my own art on display. My aunt and uncle, Arabella and Draco, approach me at that moment, glowing with pride. Arabella and Draco are art professors at the school. They are also a beautiful couple. They have been mated for over two hundred years. Arabella has long red hair and green eyes, and Draco is the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome.

"Hey, Art! Is that really you?" "Jina! and Olivia too!" Artemis shot a wide smile in response, "Hey! How are you? I haven't seen you guys for so long." "Woah! You look so stunning. I can't take my eyes off you." "Isn't that Decor's latest collection? You sure look like a princess." "Thank you so much! You both look great too." A few seconds into a chattery reunion, Creed discovered that the girl in the peach gown was Olivia and the one in the blue one was Jina. He couldn't tell their surnames because they haven't formally introduced themselves yet.

After an hour, the officer comes to us and says “the result is out now, please follow me to explain the results of the test. Maybe just two of you guys, Miss Issa, and someone who will guide the wheelchair. “Let me accompanying her to the room and you guys can wait here” that’s Arthur's voice, he just being so nice when I sick. Even though yesterday I lost a bet with him and haven't made up for it. Maybe he'll charge it when I'm well again, this sly guy won't be able to let me go just like that. I turned my gaze towards Arthur, trying to look up to catch the expression on his face. He looks serious and calm, but his eyes stare at Ivan strangely. Indeed, Ivan is the one who looks worrier than

She wanted to look special among all the girls. Arther was attending that party too, she had a long crush on him since the very start of school. He was Italian with olive like complexion, long height, broad shoulders and with a good sense of humour. His personality was attractive, and every girl around him was fallen for his glorious company, including stella. Stella bought a long red dress, sleeveless and a long zip running down her backbone to make fit and give a shape to the body. It was indeed expensive, but she had her savings. She was all done for her trip.

she turned her head and tore open the bag containing the syringe, "Who wants to come early in the morning and draw your blood, and then take that Monster's blood..." Claire rolled her eyes, a far cry from the serious look she had before. When it came to the subject of artifacts, the research team was particularly reticent, as Ms. Alice was, and Claire's expression of disgust was even more pronounced. “Do you hate him?” I wondered at their unwarranted negativity, “he is so sweet and gentle...” “Sweet? Gentle?” Claire's face contorted. “That's definitely the funniest joke I've ever heard. You know, we...”

Cruella fired back, her expression cold and unwelcoming. “I just have one question...” Zina trailed off as she took closer steps towards Cruella but not too close. She knew better than to do that. “What are you?” She asked. Cruella's gaze shifted to Mrs. Cushion who simply looked away, causing Cruella's countenance to change into a sad one. “She is Cruella D'vile, and she's my best friend!” Cruella turned in shock to see Carly marching down towards her, her gaze filled with nothing but anger.

"Come here. I’ve been waiting for you. You seem to enjoy making me wait these days, Ara?" I blink innocently at him as I lift my head from his chest. “Do I?” He growls. "You know you do, but it’s fine. I love waiting for you." And like that, he makes me melt in his arms as he presses a kiss to my lips before he breaks away and pulls me inside, shutting his door. ~ I add the final touches to his jaw before I lean back in my seat with a smile, loving how the painting turns out. I look over it to Alex. "I’m done."

she corrected, kissing him on the cheek. As they walked hand in hand, they came across a face painting booth. Gabriella insisted they get matching designs, and despite his initial reluctance, Giovanni agreed. They sat side by side as the artist painted intricate patterns on their faces, making them look like a pair of carnival performers. "How do we look?" Gabriella asked, examining their reflections in a mirror. "Like we belong in a circus," Giovanni replied, but his eyes twinkled with amusement.

" 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