Maria Reynolds Fanart Novels & Stories

Maria couldn't hide her excitement, this atmosphere was one she had always wanted to experience, and nothing could beat the joy she felt right now. "He- Good day, I'm Maria, Jackson's PA," she introduced herself with a polite smile and an outstretched arm. Her handshake was ignored but she got something even more amazing in return. Natasha pulled her into a big, warm hug and Maria almost died of affection that instant. She had just hugged Natasha Shaw, the all-time favorite American actress, she'd never wash this sweet smell off her body. "I'm a big fan of your work," Maria continued and watched Natasha's face lit up, "for a long time now," she included and it earned her a squeal from Natash

I snapped, my voice filled with disdain, as I turned my back to her, my thoughts consumed by the chaos Maria had brought into my life. I sank into my chair with a wave of desperation washing over me as I fought to regain my composure. I opened my laptop and typed in "Maria Reyes." The screen lit up, displaying numerous social media posts of hers—pictures showcasing her bright smile and moments of laughter, with her hazel eyes sparkling in the sunlight. As I browsed through her photos, I felt an intense attraction that wasn't the result of a plan or analysis, but rather a deep, instinctive desire that unsettled me. Her beauty appeared genuine and open, drawing me in like a siren captivating s

Two small frames on his side of the nightstand. One was of Ryan and Ariana, smiling, his arms wrapped around her shoulders, her hand over his chest. It looked effortless, like they were caught mid-laugh. The second was… her and Rihanna. The little girl sat on her lap, hands full of glitter glue, while Ariana looked down at her, laughing. They looked like a family. The air caught in my throat. I hadn’t expected this. Not the depth. Not the intimacy. Not this. Maria stood quietly near the dresser, her eyes lowered. I knew what she was thinking. She must be thinking I’m so heartbroken right now. She must be thinking my heart... is... in pieces.

Once, Minna caught sight of a good-looking man named Leeroy Montallion. He happened to be related to Reynold. She really likes Reynold and asked Marga to get his phone number for her. Marga has to do what Mariah wants, even if they don’t want to. She acted like she was not feeling well, just to have a chance to talk to Reynold. She quickly asked him about his cousin, which surprised him.

Something seemed familiar about her and I couldn't place a finger on where I have met her before. "It looks as though you have quite the eye for great art", I said, giving her a subtle smile.She grinned, glancing at the portrait."Yes, I do. I am a big fan of seamus. Though he is not the type who takes the credit and comes out to the public, I love all his works and I always look forward to each new release", she said.I glanced at the artwork, a painting of prehistoric lovers, sharing a kiss while sitting on beach rock. The lady wore little clothes, which barely covered her body while her male lover, wore a piece of clothing that covered his groin area.

I walked inside my study and I was a bit surprised to see Rayne inside. I was not angry that she was there since I already allowed her to come and borrow whichever book she wanted to read. I saw her inspecting the map of the new world, tracing her fingers over the empires. She looked so beautiful when she was concentrating on something. I loved how she looked in her black pants and her red leather jacket. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders in natural waves. I did not need to see her face to be sure that she looked gorgeous, because she always looked gorgeous.

Bran said, Elex bowed and said,“ Greetings, Alpha King Theon” Bran glanced at Amaria, walked towards her, and asked,“ And who might this fair maiden be? ” as he takes her hand and planted a slight kiss on it. Amaria had an uncomfortable look on her face as she slowly removes her hand from his and bowed,“ Greetings, my name is Amaria” Bran had a confused look on his face as he squinted his eyes, and said,“ you look very familiar”, Theon put his arm around Bran's shoulders and pulled him away from Amaria,“ I think you have done enough, Bran”

Reconciliation would forever remain a beautiful thing, but visible changes were a sight to behold. “It made my heart flutter!” Tessa, smiling so widely unknowingly, brought a smile to Doreen's lips, and he straightened up. Yet, his grip on her waist remained, and their close faces instinctively got him blessed with a quick kiss on the lips. “I predicted she'd come around soon.” “You did?” “Yes — Maria's a fan of the Gracious Angel, and her excitement of being here won't grant her mind the chance to think evil.” Doreen elaborated, and even though it was simple to comprehend, confusion seeped into her as she batted her eyelashes.

Alaric’s eyes were stuck on Mariah; no matter how angry or defeated he was feeling, he couldn’t stop himself from being mesmerized by how she looked. Mariah was dressed in a white robe, under a white overcoat. There was a drawing of a pink cherry blossom tree on the overcoat, just like the one he was standing under a few seconds ago. Her hair was divided into two parts; the upper part was packed in the shape of a blooming flower, adorned with beautiful accessories. A single hairpin with tiny bells hanging from it held the hair. The lower part was just left to fall on her pack. A simple makeup was obviously done on her, and she looked so enchanting, like a goddess, that she took his very brea

A boy with the looks of an angel but a heart of a devil. 'Then we have the prodigy rookie swordsmen whose name will one day be spread across the continent.’ Maria's eyes were locked onto a boy with reddish-orange hair and dark orange eyes. ‘Carter Mcbane, the stoic handsome type who believed in the idea that women and children should be protected.' Even Maria would admit to drooling over his fan art pic, showing his impressive fit physique along with a set of sculpted abs that caused fangirls all over the internet to nose bleed.