Hidden Pictures Book Drawings Novels & Stories

I glanced at a few of the books, some fantasy novels and a small sketch pad. I opened the sketch pad and looked through it, she was good. Really good. The scenes were mostly outdoors. Forests, waterfalls, mountains. All done with such grace and precision. Each more lovely and realistic than the last. I noticed at the bottom there was a J written as beautifully as the drawings themselves. I got to the last page and there was a drawing of a moon. Bright and beautiful in the sky but there was something else to it. The drawing felt sad. “What the hell.” I snapped as I lifted my hand and wiped a tear from my cheek.

After wiping away her tears, Cherry waddled over to the bookshelves, pulled out a drawing album from the corner where it was least likely to be seen, and sat down on the carpet. Opening the album revealed a collection of drawings, some appearing eerily chaotic. It was difficult to discern their meaning. The only recognizable features were human heads, encircled by dark streaks that vaguely resembled beards. "You're the worst! I hate you! I'll never draw you again. Cherry doesn't need a daddy like you!" As she complained, she forcefully tore at the pages, ripping them into pieces. In a matter of minutes, the abstract masterpieces had turned into shreds of paper.

"Okay ma'am, I will." It was when Mrs. Kim left the room did Jaesung audibly exhale. He kept the sketch book in his drawer, the same one with the sketch of an eye enclosed in a heart, then brought out another one. He was smiling when he sat beside Yihai, opening the book and giving it to him. Yihai looked through the book. It started from very amateur stick figures that had writings like "me and mum", with shaky too-colorful paintings. Then as he kept turning the pages, they grew more detailed and realistic.

She’s been drawing these pictures for a while. “Shit!” Chloe’s voice breaks the relative silence and she rushes forward, grabbing the book from my hands. “Sorry, I forgot that I hadn’t put that away.” Her face is red with embarrassment, her movements jerky as she quickly closes the book and stuffs it in a drawer in a table next to her bed. “What’s going on?” Sev asks aloud. I feel him brushing at my mind and I open the link and show him the images that I had just seen. Images that are seared into my mind.

Nathan asked with a mouth filled with food. “How did you know that those drawings belonged to Alex? Did you listen to my conversation with Veronica?” I asked. “Nope, they are just really easy to tell that it belongs to him,” he said, humming as he chewed his meal. “He gave me a strange book and he told me it was his favorite book as a child and that he loved them dearly, which is weird because the book is pretty boring and I could barely read past the first few chapters and they had those weird drawings I saw on the book.,” he answers.

He seemed to have known what I was going to do. "I am confiscating all your books that have anything to do with the Moon Goddess and me!" I pushed him away as he had gotten too close to me. I scampered into his chamber and right there on the table, I saw the big book. Luckily, it was opened to the page of growing wings and soaring high. I was first attracted by the drawings on the page. A lady stood beside a cliff in the first drawing and jumped into the cliff in the second drawing. In the third drawing, she had grown wings while flying back up.

The first package she opened was the pencil art as she believed this would be the easiest to use because it was similar to the use of a regular pencil; it happened that these pencils are colored. She roamed around the house to look for any object that she could draw. She was curious about her parents' bedroom because she was never allowed to go inside it. When she opened the door, she observed their belongings. She found the hidden underneath bed storage where her parents placed the albums, credit check papers, credit card payment papers, important documents such as birth certificates, medical records, business transactions, properties papers, and a fiction book. She reached for the fiction

She said and I nodded no with a grin on my face. “Why? I really want to see what you are always so busy with.” She said, I nodded calmly. “Okay, I’ll show you a few, some are very personal so I can’t show them to you.” I said and she nodded. I opened the first page of the book, it had a picture of a tree falling apart, it leaves were falling. “What does this drawing mean? When did you make it, it looks very old.” She said and I smiled.

My father’s book. I took a deep breath and opened it again, making sure to avoid touching any of the pencil prints. I looked at them one by one. Most of them were just drawings of still objects. Then I flipped to the next page and saw a picture of the glowing moth! Just like the other sketches, this one was vivid too, as if it had been captured and trapped in the book. Surrounding the glowing moth were little sparks in an exact shade of gold to represent the light it gives off as it flies. I turned over to the next page. Nothing significant. Just banshee drawings. I flipped and flipped until I got to the end of the book. Nothing of any peculiar interest to me. I closed the book and set it do

Some of the other images, such as the crying angel, had been thought provoking, if not disturbing, so she wondered what she might find here. Ru opened the book, and the first sketch was an intricate drawing of a flower, an iris, she believed. The next was of a cat perched in a window sill, and it made Ru laugh, reminding her of Piper. She continued to flip, more quickly than she wanted to. While she would’ve appreciated a day spent leisurely discussing all of the drawings with her mom, now wasn’t the time. They had no idea when Nat would figure out where they were.