Jonathan Davis Fanart Novels & Stories

Was that the connection. “Well, there is something weird too.” Davis said. “What?” My heart races in curiosity. “It says somewhere here that…” Davis paused to yawn. “It says somewhere here that he has a son.” I rolled my eyes at him. “So? What is weird about that? Even evil masterminds are allowed to fall in love and have kids too.” “No no no. He has a son but there are no pictures of him with his son, neither are there any pictures of his son surfacing the Internet. It is almost like this son is being hidden.”

He will now know what truly I became in these three years. I am looking at the person I despise the most walking towards me. It feels like my own past,from our birth to Cayden's death is stepping to me. He has gained weight,his hair is now white - the sign of getting old,his confidence hasn't changed. His arrogance and attitude are perfectly revealed in his walk itself. He is Jonathan Davis. I thought he will be surprised to know that I'm still alive. But he wasn't. As if the sky spoke to him, he understood what has happened just by looking at both of us together.

He smiled knowingly, very self-assured in his ability to affect her. "He was thirty-seven." She responded flatly. "Remove your hands, sir." "Quite a bit older than you?" He arched a brow, making the statement a question and ignoring her request. "My marriage is none of your concern. Are you who you say you are?" His hands stayed loosely around her waist. Infuriatingly she found herself leaning against him from the cramps in her calves caused by being forced to hold her weight on the tips of her toes. "Yes, my name is Jonathan Davis."

I have seen you on TV. Jones Davis scratched his head embarrassedly. 'It's me.' 'I really like your TV series. I think you shoot very well and look very good, just like a Noemie dumplings.' Say that finish, the designer incredibly still can't resist maternal flooding, reached out and rubbed her head. Jones Davis didn't expect to be recognized in this way, and he was a little embarrassed. 'I also asked my good friend Cassie to help me get your autograph.' When he heard Cassie, Jones Davis also showed an unexpected expression.

"I know we are not to ever speak the member's names, however my mistress I am an art major and quite a fan of your work. It truly was an honor to be with you tonight, as your talent is only rivaled by your beauty." Jonathan stood back up, and I stood with him and hugged him and said in his ear; "Then perhaps you will come to my showing next month, and from there well, I always aim to please my fans." Oh yeah, I would take some more of this if it was offered.

I asked, half-hoping he'd just simmer down. "Like it? Anne, this is— Look here, you got the curve of the visor just right and the mouth guard detail is perfect. Do you know how much incorrect fan art I've seen?" I blinked at him. "Just how much fan art have you seen?" "A lot. Your dad's is my favorite, but he might have some competition now," Victor said eagerly. "What else can you draw?" "I don't know. Whatever." I shrugged, trying to stay casual even as my face started to heat up. "You want me to draw a Zord or something?"

I totally forgot but how can I forget Starman howwww, I forgot tomorrow is my big day, the day I take the leap that will lead me to success, the leap that determines my future, I’m not really yet and the sky’s looking all sad, no sky listen up you’ve got to cheer up I don’t need to dropping tears today I need to go get things I’ll need for tomorrow so whatever it is that is bothering you get it off your mind before I’m done bathing. ******** “Mom no that looks hideous” I said as I took two steps backwards then I bumped into someone. “Watch where you’re going goblin, and try not to touch me again I don’t want to end up ugly as you.” I turned and it was Davis, he immediately pushed me out of h