Jaiden Animations Fan Art Novels & Stories

"The what?" Aiden proudly lifted the parchment, presenting it with a triumphant flourish. It was a masterpiece of terrible stick figures. There was a tall, blocky man with a jagged golden crown, a woman wearing an oversized silver tiara, a small blob representing a little boy, a giant black dog with six legs, a glowing stick figure surrounded by yellow loops, and a final girl drawn with aggressively angry V-shaped eyebrows. Kael let out a long, dry sigh. "Let me guess. The one with the furious eyebrows is your long-lost aunt?"

Jessica slowly started walking again. Later that night she sat in her room sketching. Her pencil moved softly across the page. Without thinking, she began drawing herself. She stopped halfway. Jessica stared down at the picture. Because she had accidentally drawn herself smiling. She had never done that before. Not once. She sat frozen. Looking at it. Then quietly whispered: "I don't even look like that." Silence filled the room. Rain tapped softly against the window. Then somewhere deep inside her... a tiny voice answered:

Forgive me for being AWOL. Xoxo, Jidderh 😘

rebuked Anjani who was holding Jesya, she was watching Javier's painting activities, somehow Anjani was happy when she saw her children who were honing their talents. Anjani is proud of Jeno who has a genius brain and likes to read books, has extensive knowledge and is the smartest student in his school. Anjani is also proud of Javier whose hands are able to master koas and watercolors, drawing javier's uproar from childhood, until Arsya decided to hone Javier's talents, Arsya hired an art teacher to hone Javier's bangka slowly visible, the result is not in vain, at the age of 6 years he has been good at painting anything that attracts his attention. Currently Anjani is waiting for Juno's ri

Jai says gently, holding his hand out to her. “Hello.” She says, still holding onto me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. They are mini versions of you...” He says looking up at me as he tugs her cheek gently. He means both of us. “But I don’t look like a girl,” Zion says, pointing up at me and pulling a face. Jai smiles and shakes his head. “No kiddo, it’s true you don’t look like your Mommy.” Zion looks relieved at that.

A snarl is heard, and I push Jordyn and Melanny behind me. Jaiden comes out of the locker, his nose is in the air. He looks directly at me, and from behind me, Melanny moves to the side. “Mate.” She whispered. “Mate,” Jaiden whispered. Fuck me. Is my sister mated into the Docker clan now, too? She’s barely nineteen. Jaiden is nineteen as well, but still, it’s my kid-sister. He runs over, and she smiles widely, stepping in front of me.

The corporate situation had kept them busy all day. But the moment they stepped inside, the tension melted away. Aiden ran toward them immediately. “You’re late!” Aria followed, holding a drawing. “Look what we made!” May knelt down. The drawing showed a stick-figure family standing under a big sun. Four figures held hands. “This is beautiful,” May said warmly. Damien crouched beside her. “Who’s this tall one?” he asked. “That’s you,” Aiden said proudly. “And this is Mommy,” Aria added.

“You made me a bitch when you saw that woman in the restaurant. Pity you, cousin. I never thought you’d do some loser act just not to crash your pride in front of them.” Aiden throws a murderous glare at Jessie. “Shut the fuck up. Leave now, Jessie. I’ll try to be in your exhibit.” Jessie burst into laughter. She stood up and danced like an idiot, probably mocking him. Then she stuck out her tongue before she left. He massaged his forehead due to the things happening to him these past few days. Since he met Nimueh, everything seemed unusual for him. *** Aiden with his casual attire, went inside the small studio enough for Jessie’s artworks. His cousin was an artist and she made him her spons

“Twenty thousand!” The hammer struck. “Sold!” Jayden bowed with a grin, collecting applause like oxygen. I couldn’t help but smile. This was the version of my brother that made sense: wild, talented, and unapologetically himself. Then came his final artwork. “This one,” he said, “is my heart.” It was a portrait, two wolves, one white and one black, their heads touching at the center. It was raw. Honest. And painfully beautiful. “Starting bid, thirty thousand!” the announcer called.

"It's ok Lilly, at least you tried. Here is your picture I made for you, I hope you love it." "I bet I will love it "as my words stop once I see what he has drawn for me. I can't believe how he did this . It's so beautiful. He drew a picture of him and I holding hands, The landscape behind us almost looks like the waterfall at wicked falls. I try to resist the tears that are filling my eyes, but I can't help but get emotional. "Oh my god Jayden, it is beautiful it is my favorite gift that anyone has ever given me, thank you."