Raphael X Mona Lisa Novels & Stories

Munich, 2014 Below a large reprinted version of the late 15th-century mural painting by Italian artist Leonardo da Vinci widely known as 'The Last Supper', was a picture of two werewolves having sex under a full moon. To the right was a western painting of the Egyptian patron god of lost souls and the helpless, Anubis, and beside the anthropomorphized jackal-headed god was a list of werewolves caught on plain sight by human eyes. On the far wall, two brass soldiers stood, holding swords curved at their edges.

Lilith noticed her immediately, her eyes moving slowly over Mona. “This must be the girl I’ve been hearing about.” Raphael smirked. “Yes,” he said lazily. “The mysterious ghost who appeared in our quiet household because someone decided to keep a pet.” Lilith’s eyes gazed down at Mona, making her almost uncomfortable. Mona had seen beautiful ladies before, but this woman looked impossible. Her caramel skin glowed under the light; she had green eyes that were veiled with long, thick lashes. Mona didn’t know if they were natural.

I used to think the Halsteads were rich as fuck but this is something else. It makes me wonder how rich Vincent is, if he has friends like Baron. Rich enough to spare ten billion dollars, that’s for sure. I walk into an art room. It’s quieter here, the sounds of the ball reduced to a murmur in the background. It’s also empty, I take my mask off and brush my hand over my face. I can finally breathe properly The room is beautiful, decorated in green with gold accents. The walls are covered in more original paintings. I count two Monet pieces, a da Vinci, a Michelangelo and a Mucha. One of the paintings however, is a fake.

Raphael described exactly the opposite of what I was feeling… Yes I know that people lived there but what I felt about a château was way more than just the people living in there, it's all about the histories that had taken place in there the crime so would say, and I know that that belief had to be corrected but I just couldn't help it. The chateau always has a delicate piece of design to it, if anyone wants to make it worse than it already is to me…. Just add some sort of ancient painting to it and now I'm reminded of another history line entirely. Bell de Valeria aka Xandros is a very detailed man just like his daughter, he does love art but specific kinds of art, arts like antiques and a

Subsequently, he handed it over to Charlie and said, “Master Wade, this is a good item. Open it and take a look.” Charlie took the scroll smoothly from Zachary, and as soon as the scroll was in his hand, he could feel that it was made out of old rice paper and so, it was definitely a modern painting. Upon opening up the painting slowly, he was surprised when he saw the whole picture. This... It turned out to be a world classic painting, Mona Lisa! Furthermore, it was the painting of the Mona Lisa in the national Oskian style! Bernard truly felt like dying when he saw this.

Every slide blurred into color, as though the numbers themselves were brushstrokes mocking her. She closed the laptop with a decisive snap. Control. She needed control. Sophia opened her phone, scrolling through her curated newsfeeds. There it was: the mural, splashed across half a dozen digital headlines. “The Woman on the Wall: Anonymous Muse Inspires Rivera’s Latest Masterpiece” “Strength Meets Solitude: Rivera Captures Modern Femininity” “Mystery of the Mural Sparks Debate—Who Is She?” Sophia’s breath caught. Anonymous. Mystery. The words were a thin veil, but one tug from the wrong hand could unravel it. She imagined her boardroom, investors whispering, Marcus smirking. Slipping.

“Finally, we have a painting of the late king being auctioned off by his Majesty the King. If you remember, back in his days as a Prince, his art paintings were greatly sought after and his painting skill is one of the best in our kingdom.” “With this painting, you not only have a collection from his works, but you also have the face of one of the best kings to have ruled Eliza.” Raphael introduced. “For this item, the starting price is fifteen thousand Elizian Dollars,” “Sixteen thousand,” “Eighteen thousand,” another Alpha shouted. “Thirty thousand!” Antoine’s familiar voice rang out. Just the thought of him keeping Ronan’s work with me made me uncomfortable and I was going to bid for it b

“Holy shit. If that isn’t Delilah, I’m a monkey’s uncle.” “They don’t know the exact date of the painting was completed, unlike the rest of his work.” He presses the gas as we get further away from town. “Oh, Claude Monet. Delilah calls him Papa. His wife’s name was Camille. Look at his artwork. What’s confusing is that he painted Camille and they allegedly had two sons together, but there’s no mention of a daughter. There are a couple paintings of a girl who looks like she could be a younger version of her. Camille says Delilah has half brothers, but again, no names.”

“Yes, ma’am. Your painting is predicted to be one of her most bid items this weekend, that's why it's that high. The original start price will be sent to you along with fifty percent of the increasing price. Any other necessary documents will be sent to you via mail.” Anna was dumbfounded and stunned, she couldn't find any other words to say thank you. She repeatedly appreciates the man over and over again. “Would you like to stay anonymous or you will like to- “Anonymous, please. I would like to stay anonymous.” Anna interrupted immediately after listening to Raphael. “Alright, nice having you here, Miss Roberts. I hope this will be a successful project.” Raphael added before he finally hun

Alena asked quietly. "Start with the simplest thing," Ethan answered, opening the folder's first page. "Let's talk about art. Serena loved art—specifically French Impressionism. Her favorite painter was Claude Monet. Her favorite painting was 'Water Lilies'. She also loved Vincent van Gogh's work, especially 'Starry Night'."