Jeanne Alter Fanart Novels & Stories

With her cold stare and bored eyes, I can totally say that giving this gift to me was none of her will, that she was just forced to do this. “Congratulations,” she said. And oh! Even her voice sounds too cold. Who is she, anyway? After congratulating me, she left. She did not even let me thank her or even talk to her. “She’s pretty!” Brei said. I can almost see her eyes form a heart shape! “Oh stop, Brei. She’s rude,” Val said as she watched the woman walk towards our boss. “Maybe she’s just shy?” Gia said. “Oh, I like shy girls…” Brei said that caused us to look at her. There’s this wide grin plastered on her lips as she leveled with our stare on her.

This alter appears to defend. * Prosecutor, is an alter who actually wants to protect but by giving punishment. * An animal alter is an animal-like alter, usually a wild animal that appears to protect or express feelings. * Demonic alters are alters who behave like evil creatures, usually, they appear for revenge and— "Uh, it broke?" Odette furrowed her brows as the pen she was writing with broke. She only wrote a little, but she spent a lot of time because she was still not used to writing with a pen like that. Back in her previous world, she very rarely wrote on paper, she mostly typed on the keyboard.

Jeanne rushedly went out of the room and walked into her team's room. “Morning, Jeanne,” greeted Dita, her colleague. She smiled while nodding. She sat at her table, sorting out paperwork. Everyone was busy with each other's work as they still started the execution very soon. Jeanne continued doing her work finalizing the supporting posters as she felt that something was wrong when she was doing them but she did not know what it was so she asked for Sara to come and check for her. “I think this one is not that good. I think maybe a change of colours or maybe put some pattern on the top,” advised Sara, half-heartedly. She still could accept that Andy was still talking about Jeanne when they h

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If he was going to kiss me while the girls were asleep just to uphold an image, then he could get his damn face painted. The artist’s eyes widened as he looked at Alaric. “Wait, aren’t you... Alpha Alaric?” Alaric gave a slight nod. “Yes.” The artist’s face lit up. “It’s an honor! I’ll make sure your designs are perfect.” The girls giggled as the artist began to paint delicate butterfly patterns on their cheeks, the colors shimmering under the fairground lights. When it was my turn, I sat patiently as he replicated the design, adding a few extra sparkles across my cheeks and nose. I actually really liked the design, and the girls said it made me look like a fairy princess.

“A-Alter?” Castellana repeated, both confused and in disbelief. “She introduced herself as Ellana,” the alpha replied. “I do not know the exact reason, but she said that you will never know–” “Alaric Ivanov!” she shouted, catching him off guard. “What alter are you talking about?!” “I consulted Dr. Annie beforehand about your situation and she said that it is most likely that you have an alter, a personality with behavior, memory, and way of thinking different from you.”

“ I'm sorry, “ Jeane whispered. “ I'm a chicken wearing sunglasses, dancing on a pogo stick in space? “ Klein recited her song, “ What is that supposed to mean? “ He asked without revealing his face. “ It's nothing, just a stupid song I came up with. “ Jeane answered. “ You wrote it yourself? “ Klein finally showed his face through the see-hole. Jeane was stunned to see which Macmiller it was, it was Mr metallic dick Klein. “ Are you kidding? “ Klein released when he discovered her to be the girl who drew a flower on her forehead at the previous game. “ It's you. “ “ Last time you drew a flower, now you are singing a song. Is there something I should know about you? “ Klein squinted hard as

As night fell, Jean locked himself in his room, pen poised over a blank canvas. With eerie anticipation, he created a bone-chilling sketch. In his creation, two Alexas were depicted side by side. One version of Alexa had a soft and innocent look with pastel colors. This was Gilbert's longing, captivated by her gentle charm. In contrast, another Alexa, dressed in bold red and black. Jean was drawn to this one, a woman he "created" to be his.

Alpha William said, throwing the woman on the ground. “You are unfair, and we now have to go to the pack while I smell ready for you to take me.” I said, and Arturo let out a playful growl. “Well, neonata, you may smell like an arousal, but at least you don’t have a boner sticking for everyone’s eyes to see. Consider yourself lucky.” He said, and I laughed, shaking my head at him. The rest of the pack members were also shifting to humans, and seeing us in a distance, Alpha Liam nodded at one of the girls to get him something to wear just like everyone else was. Eli’s heart raced despite her calm demeanor, and I didn’t know whether she knew that Marcus was her son or not to begin with.

Arianna turned to look at me in disbelief. “You can’t be serious?! Do you know how humiliating that is?” “Good.” I looked over to my men. “Make sure she does her job.” “Yes, Boss.” I turned around and went inside, not sparing her another look. I tossed my phone on the couch, resuming to the sketchbook, and flipped the pages to see what Althaia had created. She was very talented when it came to drawing, and it showed as I looked at the sunsets, and many different drawings of her kitten playing around with toys. I stopped when I came across a particular drawing, having me smile.