Jaiden Animations Fan Art Novels & Stories

A month later, I screech. “Come on, it’s not that bad,” J tries to soothe the burn. He’s leaning on the castle wall, with his arms crossed over his chest. It’s his day off, so although he’s wearing a mask he’d ditched the black clothing of a guard, opting to dress in a casual way. In an anime girl hoodie. That was shaped like a unicorn torso. I swear, he was the strangest Gamma I’d ever seen. “It is that bad!” I gesture at myself, “I look like I’m going to comic con or something.”

"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?"

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.

“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

"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."

He is Miles’ best friend after all, meaning that Miles already poisoned him against me. “It’s good to finally have a luna, if you need help with painting just give me a shout. It’s something I’m good at.” He turns on the chair, facing me. “Thanks, but I can do it.” I shrug. Since I was a kid, I loved painting and drawing, nothing ever took that away from me and it was the only thing my mother was proud about because I was just that good. Jaiden seems like the sincere type, like he actually meant that he wouldn’t mind helping me, but how can I trust him if he’s the idiot’s best friend?