Httyd Drawing Novels & Stories

“Hey buddy! How are you?” He bit his lip, suddenly shy. "I'll miss you, Sister! Come back soon.” Before I could reply, he turned to Xeros and handed him something– more like, pushed something into his hand. Before we could ask anything, he darted away. Xeros carefully unfolded the paper, and I found myself peeking over his arm in curiosity. But never could have prepared me for what I found: it was a drawing , with me, Xeros and Adam. Adam had drawn himself smiling in the center, clutching both our hands as we ran through the rain and storms together.

“Draw me.” Goldie looks at Darryl and takes the pencil. He moves the tip of the pencil on the paper and begins to scribble a couple of circles and lines. Darryl watches him with intent, The drawing highlighted some of his facial features more than the others, almost like in a cartoonish style. “Good,” Darryl nods at him, “Now, draw what they did to you in Bilibid. Did they torture you? Blackmail? Kidnapped? ”

He rushes in and stops at the edge of Adrian’s bed. Adrian’s eyes widen in surprise. “Hey, champ.” Liam pulls out a folded paper from his bag. “I made you a drawing.” Adrian tries to sit up straighter. “Let’s see.” Liam hands it over carefully. It’s a crayon sketch of the three of us—me, Liam, and Adrian—holding hands under a bright yellow sun. There’s even a dog beside us, though we don’t have one. Adrian stares at it, clearly touched. “This is amazing.”

Tabitha’s POV We take turns sketching across the stone wall, passing the marker back and forth. We layer over each other’s drawings like we’re trying to outdo the last. Reed snickers while drawing an alien with three eyes and a meteor shaped like a dick. And then, there’s also something he claims is a “space wolf,” which I honestly think is quite cute. It’s the only decent thing he drew. We keep laughing until my stomach hurts and I’m wiping tears from my eyes. I lean over the narrow window to catch my breath.

The girl was a talkative—something I loved about her. "And why are you still up?" My gaze fell on his drawing book. "Drawing something?" He nodded and sat back on the floor. I took a closer look at the drawing. It was a weird one. Xylon was definitely going to be a good artist when he grew up. But for now, his sketches were still amateurish. Observing carefully, I could tell it was a rough sketch of a man. At least, that was what it looked like. The person had beards and a moustache with a hoodie over his head. The drawing looked poor and unclear, but this was what I could make out.

“Go meet your hot boyfriend and later you'll tell me everything that happened to you, sweetheart.” Annie nodded and turned to leave the restaurant. Turning back, she mouthed, “His name's Dylan Xavier.” Cammie's eyes widened as Annie left to meet Dylan. Tonight was going just fine and the moon bore witness to it because it shone brightly in the night sky. *** What anyone would need after a long cold day was a hot bath and that was exactly what Annie did. Dylan sat on the bed, his legs wide apart. Though the weather seemed unfavourable, he was bare chested, his tattoo blessing his back. Annie came out of the bathroom, her towel wrapped around her breast as steam left her body.

Natalie No, back then and right now, I'm still thinking about Jaxon. How amazing he's been with Harry, how patient and kind, and how I'm getting dangerously used to having around. "Mommy!" Harry's voice cuts through my spiral of panic as he bounces out of the house, clutching a piece of drawing paper covered in crayon scribbles. "Look what I drew!" I glance down at his artwork. They are stick figures that are clearly meant to be me, Freda, himself, and...a much taller figure with dark hair.

He thought his brother hated her, and now he was admiring her at the same time? “What's that you're drawing?" Hayes finally spoke out. In the picture she drew, a hooded girl was sitting by the riverside throwing pebbles into the water. Her face couldn't be seen but there was a puppy beside her. “Just a random drawing Miller,” she answered him, taking off her headset just as the teacher walked into the classroom. “ Good morning, class." “Good morning, Sir." he was replied with students groaning. “Today, we're going to do something fun. But first, pick your partner."

It was completely original. Their artwork was amazing and they finished masterpiece after masterpiece without any effort. Sharon’s drawings were at times so realistic, they could have been photographs and at other times, they looked like moving animations, changing expression depending on which angle you looked at them. Jenny even drew an amazing picture of the whole library, it looked like she had included every book, all in such fine detail. I spent hours staring at it, trying to find something wrong with it, but it was perfect. Mr. Haddidi was very impressed with them too. He was constantly complementing their work and looking way too pleased every day in class. He’d come into class and p

While we were still talking, Kayden ran into the room with her sketchpad. “Uncle Teddy, look!” she exclaimed, holding up a drawing of what I could only assume was supposed to be a castle. “That is amazing!” Teddy said, clapping his hands. “You are so talented, Kayden. Do you think I could get an original for my office?” Kayden beamed brightly and I chuckled. “Really?” “Absolutely,” he said. “I need some good art to brighten up the place. You are the artist. Draw something nice for me.”