Gaz Fanart Novels & Stories

Lucifer said and laughed. "I want to tell you something." Lucy said, she and Charlotte looked at each other and the woman looked surprised. "What?" Azza said. "I'm not allowed to play guitar." He said. "How about the concert?" When Jam asks. "It's okay dude. We can find a substitute guitarist. Our fans will understand your situation." Promise of Pheonix. "Yes, there are many artists in the Agency who can play guitar for us first." Promise of Azza. "Thanks Bro." He smiled and started slapping the eight pieces of Chicken.

" 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

Gaz shut the door behind himself feeling torn. Breeth was rather adamant about wanting her. He wasn’t faring much better himself. He took a deep sniff of his hand, the one that had been touching her face. The scent was making his loins stir. She smelled like volcanic ash. That was his favourite.

The birds tweet sweetly, and even the smaller animals run around with abandon. I find myself smiling gently at the tranquility of it all, when Torek says, 'Wait till the gazens come around'. 'Gazens?' Dell has that inquisitive look in her large eyes. 'Well…gazens are these vile creatures, with bodies like a deer's and just as graceful and fast'. 'What's so bad about them?' 'They have teeth sharper than swords, and they can't be stopped when they move in little packs, devouring everything in their path. Locusts with flesh and blood. Little can be done against them…well, a great amount of heavy manpower would do a fat lot for good. That, or a lot of iden magic'.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.