Pegasus Draw Novels & Stories

Its paws left glowing prints on the grass, fading slowly with every step. “Not bad,” Phineas said, the faintest hint of approval in his voice. “Try another.” I smiled, the thrill coursing through me. “Alright. Let’s see…” The glow flared again, forming delicate limbs and slender antlers—a deer, shimmering and elegant. It moved like liquid moonlight, leaving faint trails that danced in the air long after it passed.

Everyone waited as Megan drew something on the paper, and they were curious to know the turn out of the event. "Done," She said . They all rushed to look at the drawing, but their faces fell in disappointment. "What's wrong?" She asked. "We can't use this in finding who she is" Jupitar said. "Why not?" She asked. "Your drawing looks like SpongeBob," Kent said. Megan sighs, crimping her lips. "I really sucks when it comes to drawing, but if I see that girl on black tight jumpsuit with penciled heels and a ponytail, I am definitely going to recognize her," Megan said.

Sitting beside me, Lucas was engrossed in his world, sketching something on a piece of paper. My eyes focused on the paper, and a wave of curiosity washed over me, as I saw the four figures sketched, "What did you draw, Luke?"- I asked. With a Colgate smile, Lucas turned his gaze toward me, the innocence in his eyes reflecting a world, “I drew us," he responded, his voice carrying a sense of pride. Lucas's innocent voice filled the room as he pointed to the figures on the right and left sides of himself in the drawing. "This one at the right side of me is you, Ora, and the other side of me is mother," he explained.

Wendy said. Adrian let out a low gasp beneath his shuddering breath and somehow he drew the pencil and the book to himself again. He was having the visions again. This time, his drawings were clearer and it looked like a continuation of the previous but they could not see the connection. The last thing he drew, was Gabriel in a room, lying flat like he was sick or dead but Wendy and West took it that he was sick. This picture he was drawing, was a giant animal that had the face of a fierce cat bowing before a woman who stood beside a bed with a lady lying on it.

Cassian replied with a stern face. The atmosphere turned lethal, and I sighed and shook my head. "Cassian." I called and glanced at me. "The meeting is over." My brother visibly forced himself to calm down, while Slade looked between us. Suddenly, his eyes darted to the desk, and he froze for a second as something caught his attention. It was the piece of paper that's placed near my laptop. The paper had a colourful drawing. Crayon figures standing beneath a bright yellow sun. That paper belonged to Ares Sterling. Written in uneven five-year-old handwriting at the bottom.

I cross the room and lower myself beside Jax. “What am I drawing?” I ask. He thinks about it for a moment, then hands me a green crayon and a piece of paper. “You’re the trees, because you keep everyone safe.” A stupid, ridiculous liquid tries to fill my eyes. “He’s not wrong,” Paige says softly. I glance at her and shrug like it's nothing, even though inside I’m a mess. “Kid’s clearly a genius.” She smiles, but there’s a tiredness she can’t quite hide now that I’m closer.

She pointed at each of the places on the sketch. "That's a lot of work for one day." Oscar said, keeping a polite, kind tone. "I don't want you stressing yourself out." Petra leaned closer toward the laptop, studying every mark across the screen with serious concentration. Several amusement parks appeared across the screen, each marked with different colored locations. She moved one drawing beside another, comparing their layouts while making small notes inside her diary. Oscar watched quietly as Petra continued arranging the information into something practical and presentable. Her determination showed clearly as she turned each page and examined another section carefully.

Vigorously, Micage shook his head negatively. " Oh! What are you drawing?" Talon asked again, squatting beside his brother, his eyes training at the picture Micage created, at first it was hard to tell what he was drawing but after waiting till Micage was nearly done with it, Talon then understood, his expression changed to that of amusement. " Wow, it is... beautiful,"

It was a good thing Jasmine knew Serenity well because Drake would not be able to figure her out. Serenity put a lot of thought into drawing the silhouette of a person. Jasmine did not need to get close to guess Serenity was drawing Zachary. Drawn by curiosity, Drake watched as Serenity doodled on the paper. Serenity portrayed the upper half of Zachary’s body on the paper. Once she was done, she took a look and added a heart to his chest. Nevertheless, she penciled the heart rather tiny. Putting down the pen, she grabbed her untouched wine and admired her artwork while sipping it.

“You’re dangerously comfortable with that title.” “You’re just mad I reversed your draw-four,” he said, smug. Pearl cackled. “You two are both bad at this!” Pictionary followed, and Alex was horrifyingly bad at drawing. “What is that supposed to be?” Ava asked, squinting at a scribbled mess. “A giraffe. Duh.” “That looks like… a frying pan on stilts.” Pearl laughed so hard she rolled off her pillow. “I’m sorry,” Alex said, hand on his heart. “I didn’t major in animal portraiture.”