Luffy Photo Novels & Stories

Still thinks he has it. But she didn’t flinch. Not this time. Instead, she reached for the small photo clipped inside her wallet. Lila. Six years old. Painted nails. Gummy smile. A gap where her two front teeth had once been. Wrapped in her favorite fuzzy blue blanket. Looking right at the camera like she owned joy. Her reason. Her fire. Her anchor. Her little hummingbird.

My hands were slicked with sweat and I dropped the phone. The boy picked it up and hit the phone screen with his fingertip. “Bad man!” My eyes widened because there were two people in the picture. His fingertip wasn’t on Edmund, but on Louie. They were at a beach and both were in swim trunks. It must have been a couple of years ago since Louie was slimmer and maybe shorter. But there was almost no difference in his facial features except for his jaws which were more defined now. Even in this picture, he looked so good as a matter of fact.

It's decorated for both comfort and function. There's a mirror opposite the bed, and there are a few photographs tucked into the frame. Curious, I step closer. The top photograph is probably a good twenty years old. It shows Luca and his family on the beach, and even though Luca couldn't have been more than seven or eight at the time, his impish grin is instantly recognizable. His golden hair is rumpled, and he's flexing his arms for the camera. Dante is standing next to him, already so serious even at such a young age. Rafe has a look on his face that makes me suspect he was up to no good, and Orlando, the youngest, is holding up a giant seashell toward the camera. They look so happy. So no

He smashed his fist down on the photo. The photo was of Lily Parker, taken by a renowned photographer during one of her performances and later featured in a youth fashion magazine. It was a serene and beautiful image: Lily, dressed in a pearl-colored gown, sitting at a black piano, eyes closed, chin slightly raised, completely immersed in the music. Just like that night.

Molly said, holding a few pieces of clothing in her hands. "Hey, you're eating from her hand, so just accept it, okay? Keep your complaints to yourself," Lusy said, smiling mockingly at her colleague. Before Molly could respond to her friend's taunt, Lusy immediately nudged Molly's arm while looking back where a man was now approaching with his blank face and, unfortunately, he was handsome. "Is the photoshoot still long?" he asked, making Lusy and Molly remain silent without blinking, until they realized themselves and received questioning glances from their interlocutor.

The location notification appears below the photos. "What are you up to?" I hear Lyla's voice in a low tone right next to me. I turn to look at her, with a satisfied smile. I open the photos again and hand her the phone. "Do you think they'll like them?" I ask quietly. Lyla glances at me sideways, a smile appearing on her face. "I think so. I know someone who will be very happy about this. She loves the ocean." "I know who you mean." Abby. That little girl will love the ocean view. Maybe then she'll like me.

he said quietly. Diluc glanced down at the screen and saw a photograph of Furina. She was at work, dressed in her uniform, focused on her tasks. The image was simple, but something about it made Diluc’s breath catch in his throat. He stared at the photo for a long moment, unable to tear his eyes away. “She’s fine,” Luca assured him, noticing the way Diluc was fixated on the image. “Everything is normal.”

I could tell by the look on her face that she saw something that hurt her. Slowly, with trembling fingers, she opened the drawer all the way.-There, tucked neatly between a few old files, was a framed photo. I watched over her shoulder. It was of Lumian and Judy. The two of them were smiling—carefree, frozen in time like nothing and no one else mattered. Liz just stared at it. Not a single word slipped from her lips, but I could see the way her shoulders drew inward, how her breath hitched even though she tried to hide it.

We were on the zipline, both smiling wide. I decided to use that picture and added a caption: "The true purpose of close friends." I added a heart and a smile emoticon to it. Once my profile was successfully updated, I continued scrolling. It was still early, so I wasn't feeling sleepy yet. I grinned when I saw Lavly's latest post. It was a picture of her with Benjie. Lavly was in front, smiling widely, while Benjie was standing behind her, looking at flowers with a serious expression. They were wearing matching clothes.