Selena Artwork Novels & Stories

Startled, Selena thought she had seen a ghost, but after rubbing her eyes, she realized she must have been mistaken. Selena continued walking and came upon a landscape painting, which had its own unique charm. She started to wonder if Mark was actually an artist whose talents were wasted in medicine. The painting was stunning! It depicted bright sunshine, a jungle filled with flowers, and a beautiful woman in a white dress who seemed oddly familiar.

The familiarity of it. Then Victoria glanced toward the door and froze. Her eyes went wide. "Oh my—" Matthew pulled back immediately, turning to see what she was looking at. Selena stood there in her gallery clothes—a flowing cream dress, her hair loose, still holding the exhibition brochure in one hand. She looked completely out of place in this moment. Like she'd walked into the wrong room at the wrong time. But her expression was serene. Matthew scrambled off Victoria, reaching for his shirt. "Selena, I—"

Selena The moonlit night on the beach had woven a spell, and as I watched Selena under the soft glow, I couldn't help but realize the depth of my feelings for her. Her laughter echoed in my mind like a melody, and the way her eyes sparkled in the moonlight seemed to illuminate the darkest corners of my heart. As the waves whispered tales of our shared moments, I found myself captivated by Selena's spirit, her strength, and the way she effortlessly wove magic into our journey. The unspoken connection between us became a thread pulling me closer, and I knew I had fallen in love with her.

3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0 "Always remember that the goal of this event is to prevent someone from dying, and whoever got the highest points... will be privileged to study in our school and get to open this mystery box sponsored by the Domina!" The speaker announced. I listened attentively while eating my ice cream that Eula gave. I was about to take another bite when a tennis ball passed my way, almost hitting my head. I gasped and look for Eula. "Eula? Eula?" I don't know but when I sense danger, Eula is always there. She's alw

And with that, she left. --- Later that evening, Selena found herself alone in Damien’s study. But what drew her eye was the locked drawer in his desk—one she had seen him open before, only briefly, when he thought she wasn’t watching. Her hand went over the drawer’s handle. She didn’t know why, but something inside told her it might hold answers…..or pieces of the truth Valentina kept alluding to. She pulled the handle and it was locked. But before she could step away, her gaze shifted to a photograph resting on the desk’s surface: an old engagement photo of herself and Damien, the smile on her face radiant, her hand resting lightly on his chest.

"You have an astonishing talent, Your Majesty. With this talent of yours and the perfect amount of training, you will grow big. You will become famous not only as the Queen but as our Kingdom's best-known artist and designer!" Wow. I've never thought about getting that far. While growing up, only a few people commended this hobby of mine, but she thinks it's a talent and that I can grow big with it. Why is she so different? "If it pleases you, Your Majesty, I can enroll you in our Kingdom's best art school. As the Queen, they will be more than honored to have you amidst them." Me... attend a school? That has always been a dream of mine, but do I have time for that now?

She was willing to sign it herself. I curled up on the ground, covering my ears while madly hypnotizing myself, "I'm Leo's destined mate. He must be with me. Only by killing Flora, his heart will completely belong to me. He will not continue to treat me so cruelly. Caitlyn Christian will be very satisfied with me, and I can marry Leo ..."

The moon goddess never makes a mistake," he assures. Liam knew that what Selena needed now is someone beside her, she is going through a lot. It is fucking obvious that she is passing through pain, she hasn't been herself lately. She looked fragile and malnourished which terrifies him but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't force her to accept the news but in all, he knew that she could still come to the reality that the fate of the supernatural depends on her palms.

So, bar the occasional out-of-town mountaineer that might stumble into the area, we were pretty free from outside interventions. Which meant that no one would think to come looking for Sienna here. If there was indeed anyone that would miss her. She seemed pretty adamant earlier today that she needed to get back to the orphanage. Which meant that surely she at least had friends there? It was the only reason that I could think that anyone would choose to return to a life of being decidedly alone. That is… unless there was a boyfriend in the picture? I look down at the rag that Beta Devon had handed me once Sienna was settled. It was supposed to be a sequined dress, but it looked like there wa

It was a twisted, squirming mass of flesh. It was covered in black scales and let out a low, hissing sound. "Look what I brought," Selena said, holding up a black crystal. "The dark artifact at the heart of Colton's rituals." "Selena!" I stood up. "Are you insane? That thing will kill you!" "Kill me?" She cackled. "I'm already dead! You killed me!" An evil black light pulsed from the artifact, and the temperature in the hall plunged.