Raphael X Mona Lisa Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I trusted you.” “And I didn’t fail you. I’ll make it right.” Later that afternoon, they visited the Musée d’Orsay to keep up appearances. Paparazzi swarmed the entrance. Cassian reached for her hand. Eden hesitated. Then laced her fingers through his. He smiled, for the cameras. Inside, they wandered through halls of painted light. Monet. Degas. Van Gogh. Eden stopped before a sketch by Renoir, the lines soft and aching.

I complimented, staring at it with a smile. “Ah. Mona Lisa by Leonardo Da Vinci. This is a portrait of Lisa Gherardini, the wife of a wealthy merchant. It’s an enigmatic painting which is widely considered the most famous artwork in the world. Just take a look at the subtle, knowing smile and intricate details. It’s really fascinating sometimes.” Reece said dreamily. I didn’t expect him to be an art person, but it was nice too. He didn’t have to be an Alpha business man who only cared about business and ordering people around. There had to be hobbies as well.

He hadn’t raised his hand once, nor did he seem particularly interested in the items being presented. Then, the next piece was unveiled, and a hush fell over the room. A large velvet curtain was pulled back to reveal the unmistakable artwork—The Mona Lisa. Not the original, of course. That still sat in the Louvre. But this was a rare, authenticated replica from centuries ago, rumored to have been created by one of da Vinci’s own apprentices. The auctioneer stepped forward, a smile on his face. “Ladies and gentlemen, a truly priceless addition to any collection. We will start the bidding at one million dollars.”

I sat down on the couch, looked up, and found Raphael sitting across from me. Essel and Valeria were upstairs, and Krish was reading a book. It was just me and him in the living room. I felt inexplicably awkward. I glanced at him slightly, thought about it, and stood up. I looked around the room and suddenly saw a painting. I smiled and said, "Mr. Lancaster, I can't believe you have this painting." Raphael nodded his head, slightly surprised. I walked over, looked up, and admired the Claude Monet painting on the wall.

she asked as he lifted her back to the counter and spread her legs. “I am obliged to please you, my queen.” The Musee du Louvre was a dream come true for Sandra as she and Creighton strolled along the many halls looking at the paintings, statues and exhibits of one of the largest museums of the world. Sandra nearly exploded with joy when they saw Leonardo di Vinci’s Mona Lisa. It was something that very few people in Kansas had ever seen, outside of magazines or the internet. To look upon this magnificent work of art was amazing, and Sandra nearly cried with overwhelming emotion.

I look through canvas upon canvas of artwork Lilah has clearly spent much time, care and love painting… there are landscapes… there are young children playing in the forest with a wolf watching nearby…. There is a picture of what I think is Selene the moon goddess with a white wolf by her side standing in the light of the moon…. there is a modern art portrait take of Indie which I have to say is amazing!.... there is many pictures of shadows of wolves in the background of what at first glance look like a normal day to day picture, then I pick up a canvas which Lilah quickly grabs from me…. “Oh that one is no good” she moves to get up with it so I cant see it, but I am quicker than she is and

If it was any other day,he could be in his kingdom or roaming the world tricking people to commiting sins. "The day is still young." she answered. Sophia moved to the table and grabbed a bottle of wine and poured it to a glass. Then she sashayed back to him swaying her hips from right to left. Raphael appreciated the piece of art Infront of him. She was created with the utmost patience. She had the right proportions at the right places. A small oval face , brown hazel eyes,plumb pink lips, sharp nose bridge,her eyelashes thick and her black long hair complimented her beautiful face .

Lily stated "You want to hang a fake painting on a Casino owned by DiCaprio Mafia Empire?" Leonardo asked glancing at Lily "It's.... it's not really a fake painting, I just recreated the original Michael Angelo's painting" Lily uttered "And why do you need to recreate someone's painting?" Leonardo asked "But Michael Angelo isn't just anyone, he's a legendary artist" Lily defended "I don't care who he is, if it's not an original painting, then I don't want it in my Casino" Leonardo stated and Lily sighed

They drew for a few hours before Dolly came to remind them to take a short break and pass the snacks and fruit juice. “Ha….ha…ha…” Raphael laughed heartily as he saw design on Emile’s sheet. It wasn’t the design of any of the concepts Raphael had discussed at the beginning of the session. It was a lifelike portrait of Chris, not a single line out of place.

“I know what I’m saying. Look for anything out of place, any hidden thing in an odd position, any portrait on a wall or something.” “Come on,” Rhea sighed. “We are not in the 19th century for God’s sake. My father won’t hide anything behind a portrait. And he doesn’t even like portraits. He says they remind him of the many people he has killed…all the faces look alike or whatever shit he used to say to me then.” As she was still talking, Xavier found a MonaLisa portrait on the far end wall. It looked pretty much like the original and if not that Xavier had actually seen the real picture in a museum in France when he was much younger, he would have said it was the picture.