Negan Artwork Novels & Stories

I didn't even look up. "Reorganizing the trophies?" Nikolai asked, leaning against a pedestal holding a jagged bronze sculpture. Oh, God. "Just doing some work, Nikolai." "This stuff is garbage," he said, waving a hand at a huge canvas of grey and black lines. "It’s cold, it’s hard, and it’s exactly the kind of soulless crap my father loves. I’m surprised you haven't picked out something with more... color." "It’s a world-class collection," I said, sounding like a brochure.

He was only 11 and already having features like that. "And asides the fact that my works are on the same walls as Pablo Picasso, Kenny Scharf, Philippe Bartho and Robert Deyber's artworks, I get weekly commission too." He spoke excitedly, waiting intensely for my reaction. "Oh. My. Goodness." I couldn't contain my smile as I picked him up and spun him around childishly until we were both dizzy and lightheaded. We fell on the soft fuzzy rug laughing like maniacs. I missed this. A knock came from the door and we both looked to see Mrs Neumann standing by the door shaking her head with disapproval but she had a smile on her face.

Some of them were in dire need, but regardless of that, the need shouldn’t lead them to whatever they were dealing with. “I understand that you are here seeking for sponsors, but I do not sponsor a project that I do not see benefitting or appealing. Though some of you have passed through my right hand’s review. Mine was the one that determined it, and I have chosen to not sponsor any of the projects.” Arturo said, looking at Anika. “First, I do not work with lawyers or cops. My apologies, but I have my own terms in this, and after investigating, some of you did indeed turn out being them. The issue is right now, you have a nice little question mark over your heads, and I believe that you kno

I hated to break it, but they were going home not even with a cent to their names. “Ten million dollars going for one… two… And sol—” “That is a fake artwork. It's not designed by Indigo Nightingale,” my voice suddenly cut through the audience, and all eyes turned in my direction. Yes! It's about to go dirty…

Every stroke of it is similar to those who are watching in a circle. It looked up at the hanging paper mache Dressed heart on a tree branch. “Seriously? Piñata?” His eyes shifted to his side. Even Geo is cheering for that guy. “We came all the way here for a freaking piñata activity?” He scoffed. “You’re so cute, Der! When was your last game?” “Tsk, you’re just a child, Geo.” He looked back at the naglalau who didn’t even hit the piñata at the top with the amount of bangs it made. Just one wrong blow from him will definitely hurt himself. His thin body made him look like he was carrying a baseball bat.

Pulled me up, pushed me to the wall and almost ripped off my hair. Anibe: what? And you didn't do anything? Me: only slapped her and told her to steer clear of me He bounced his hands on the wheel Anibe: damn! You could have painted her face red. Turn it into a work of art I chuckled Me: not everyone is a skilled artiste like you boo Yeah, Anibe is like the best artiste ever. He can draw and paint. He even redrew the Mona Lisa and it was wow. I tapped his cheek and he smiled

Nigella's eyes turned cold, and she said, “Since you want to die, I’ll grant your wish! I can put up a holy artifact as a stake, but it depends if you can survive to take it! I didn’t plan to kill you at first, but you must die now!” With that said, Nigella took out a big square seal engraved with dozens of creatures with different expressions. They were White Marshe! A faint light glowed on each White Marsh, and the whole holy artifact looked quite extraordinary. Nigella tossed the big seal in her hand to Wilmer and said coldly, “This White Marsh seal shall be the price!” The people behind Nigella were shocked. “Miss Nigella, you can’t do that! This is the White Marsh seal! Don't you have o

She quickly goes to Nimura to look at the result. Neu tries to stop Ageru but it seems like he were too late for it, Ageru opens the door and asks Nimura "Hey, can I take a look at it." When Nimura saw Ageru was there, He quickly hides his art from them and says "You do not need to look at it, I'm really bad at this kind of thing. It's kinda embarrassing ya know?" Ageru doesn't think that it was bad because from what did she know, Neu and Hikari were great at drawing so maybe Nimura same as them. Nimura keeps telling Ageru that it was bad. Even with that, Ageru says to Nimura that she still wants to see it.

Yet here they were, coming back with maximum force, reminding me of the times these people had downgraded me into nothing but trash. The slight hesitation I had after the thoughts were frightening but I looked into Sonia’s eyes, putting on a look of disbelief and I could see her visibly relax. She lets out a mixed laugh of relief and mocking. “Of course, you can’t fight. You’re a nerd for God’s sake! I can’t believe I even thought about it, stupid me. Now,” she made a shooing motion with her hands, “get the fuck out of my sight, you worthless bitch.” The feeling of regret was building up and I squashed it as soon as it started sprouting its dark leaves of vengeance. I knew I could’ve stopped

Makes me want to run my fingers through it, pull on it as he fu- "ALEXANDRIA MARELENA -FUCKING- GOMEZ!!" Reevan yells. I jump and turn to him. "What was that for?" I whine. "You were practically eye-raping the God damned picture. If this is how you act over a picture then I don't want to know what will happen tomorrow." He states. "I was not. I was just admiring his beauty." I say blushing. "Well you keep 'admiring his beauty' and I will head out." He say getting up and getting his things.