Eliza Hamilton Fanart Novels & Stories

She tidied up her clothes and got off the car. "Don't worry. I'm here." Ethan smiled at Eliza. "I will definitely protect you, my idol." Julian helplessly rubbed his glabella and looked up at Eliza. "I have been an artist for a much longer time than you. Why don't I have such a powerful fan?" Eliza smiled awkwardly. "This..." "I don't know." She still had not figured out why Ethan liked her. There was only one or two of her roles that attracted him.

Elena Hamilton. Amongst the crowd, Liam's gaze burned with an intense, poisonous rage. His normally composed demeanor shattered as his heart hardened and his pulse quickened. A devilish thought slithered into his mind, and a sinister smirk crept across his face. He knew, with a sinking certainty, that this premature stunt was orchestrated by none other than Isabella. The realization fueled his anger further, but he fought to regain control, taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady his tumultuous emotions. Liam understood that this was a pivotal moment, one where Elena's strength would be tested in the public eye.

She wanders the space, trying to find a good spot to sit. “Hey, there. You wanna sit with me?” A young woman smiles up at her, she seems to be wearing thick pale makeup to look more Vampiric. She’s clearly a human though. She raises an eyebrow at the girl and she just pats the chair next to her. Eliza looks around the room, there aren’t many better places now. It’s on the end of the aisle looking up the middle. She nods, and sits.

Oh, you have no idea how many times Hera has contemplated ripping out her vocal cord just so we can stop hearing her goddamn voice! Urgh! Eliza was of Gamma descent. According to the fellow workers, she was a great warrior but couldn't become the Alpha's Gamma because of her gender and something else, which I found stupid. She was tall, with a certain aura of eloquence attributed to her. Her auburn hair fell over her shoulders in lustrous locks, and she had piercing green eyes that seemed to suck life and truth out of you within seconds of looking into them. Too bad her voice was a major turnoff.

Helen massaged her temples and said coldly, “If not, I’ll find a way to make Thiago forgive you.” “I got it, Auntie.” Veronica thought of Elizabeth's protection of Amelia, and she felt very jealous. “Does Amelia have some kind of secret? Why do the Hamilton family treat her so well? Why does Elizabeth favor her so much, treating her like her own daughter? If this continues, Amelia will definitely bully us!” Mentioning Elizabeth made Helen face change. “Elizabeth is not the wife of the Hamilton family and she’s just a woman that Chairman William likes! I respect her because I respect of Chairman William but she doesn’t know how to be grateful and is rude to me!”

I’m ready to walk back to through the pack, Eliza has changed her outfit too, she’s put on her original Luna crown as a symbol and she looks amazing in her rose pink dress that’s fitted at the top, has detailed shoulder straps and it has frilly sleeves covering the top of her arms, she said it’s age appropriate but I love the bottom of her dress which is like a pencil skirt down to her knees. Eliza gives a nod to the guard by the doors who opens them wide to reveal us. Alpha Roman and Damon are on the stage waiting for us. Eliza holds my hand and we walk through the pack with our heads held high. Roman reaches for Eliza’s hand while Damon reaches for mine. As we get up on stage my butterflie

"Take this pink ribbon off my eyes I'm exposed And it's no big surprise Don't you think I know Exactly where I stand This world is forcing me To hold your hand 'Cause I'm just a girl, little ol' me Well don't let me out of your sight Oh, I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite So don't let me have any rights Oh, I've had it up to here!" 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 pai

Annie was so happy to finally open up to her boyfriend that I couldn’t say no. "Only if you two can come with me tomorrow—and if he can keep this to himself." "I swear I won’t say a word!" Liam said seriously, his eyes full of sincerity. "In that case, go ahead." I sighed. After a promise like that, there was no turning back. "Yes! Liam, Eliza is my idol. Eliza is Lisa!" Annie blurted out right away, showing how long she must’ve been dying to say it. "What?" Liam was stunned. I saw the shock hit his face as he stared at me, his eyes flickering with doubt at first, then lighting up with admiration like he’d just realized it was true. "Now I get the whole ‘muse’ thing. So Nicolas too…"

“I’m not losing you, Callie.” “You won’t,” I tell him, but I feel like I’m lying. I didn’t know it was possible to feel your body shutting down, but that’s exactly what’s happening right now as the virus courses through me. “I thought you killed the demon.” Eliza crosses her arms tightly over her chest. Her hair is up in a fancy braid again, one so elaborate Daenerys Targaryen herself would be jealous. Her dress is pale pink with little flowers hand-stitched along the hem. She really is pretty.

"It's exactly right." "Can I hang it in your office? So you remember?" "I'd be honored." The painting goes up in Elara's office. Visitors comment on it. "Who's the artist?" They're shocked when she says her ten-year-old son. But Ethan isn't done. He has a new project. Something he's planning carefully. Sketching and resketching. Preparing. He asks Elara for photos of Rachel Hart. "The real you. Before you died. Before you came back. I want to paint you as Rachel."