Susie Fanart Novels & Stories

Nick had been talking about all this time was Susie Sanders. Susie was born with a weak left eye but had an incredible gift for painting. With her story of overcoming disability and her quiet brilliance, she became an online sensation. But instead of cashing in on her fame through sponsored livestreams like other influencers, she chose to live simply, working part-time and paying her way through school. She waited tables at fancy events, moving between crowds of wealthy guests who never really saw her. She was proud, confident, and radiant. And that confidence caught Nick Horden’s attention the moment he saw her.

Susan was only ninty- five percent a pure blood but she acted as one and that covered for the other five percent missing in her gene. Melvin appeared less interested in Susan funny jokes and remark but he was always on the look out for her coloring book , of late she painted odd things like demons chasing after a wolf, a wolf she painted pure white , more pictures of the wood , and this morning right in front of everyone she had painted a cave. Everyone present were amazed at the rate and speed at which she drew with , she drew things as miniature's but it felt extraordinary for girl her age . Melvin had stared at the cave picture for a long time before pushing it to the back of his mind tha

It feels cool even during the hot days of our Florida summers. "Hi, Felicia." "Hey Sue, how's everything going with your new boyfriend?" "Very well— thank you. How are things with your new hubby?" Sue wiggles her eyebrows at me. She's the receptionist. She's a pretty blonde with mid-length hair and friendly blue eyes. We like to get together over lunch to discuss her boyfriends. Until now, my only love life was living vicariously through Sue's sexual escapades. And she has many.

one snickered. "I knew she was a fake from the start. Ever since she revealed her face, she stopped her live streams and charity work," chimed in another. "Both paintings are beautiful, but Cutie's artwork is undeniably more vibrant and captivating," someone complimented. "That settles it, then. Cutie must be the real Inkwell. I never expected her to look so sweet," another concluded. True to the commenter's remark, Suzanne's cherubic face only added to her charm on camera.

I said and they sighed. "I'm really sorry for everything. I hope you'll give me a chance to fix my wrongs," I said and one of the twins held out a hand to me for a handshake. "I'm Suzie. I have a mole under my right eye. I hate pears. I love bananas. I want to be a doctor when I grow up," she said as I accepted her handshake. I grinned at her, warmth filling my heart. "I hope you fulfill your dream," I said and she giggled.

Susie asked as she noticed Xander directing his gaze towards her. "You think they'd listen to a woman? Please. They'd rather die than take orders from a woman who's 5 feet 2" and has such a beautiful face." Susie said with slight sarcasm as she folded her arms. She honestly didn't want the role as it would hinder the time she could spend with Mikhail. "Right." Xander said as he brushed off her narcissistic remark. "Wait, did you just--" Susie exclaimed but was cut off by Xander as he continued his sentence.

I didn’t know how true that was, but I knew that I would never let anything happen to them if I could help it. One pup, in particular, stole my heart: Susie, a bright-eyed girl with unruly curls and a laugh that could light up the darkest corners of my mind. She clung to me wherever I went, her small hand always finding mine. “Delia! Look! I made this for you!” Susie said, handing me a colorful drawing she’d done with bright colored crayons. “Oh Susie, it’s beautiful.” I said even though I had no idea what I was looking at and the beam she sent me was everything.

“How are you today, Belinda?” Tracy followed Sue into the house and followed her and Belinda to the parlor. “Will you please sit?” Belinda offered. Sue nodded and sat on the pink couch. Tracy sat next to her. Belinda loved pink and frilly things. Sue always felt more like a tomboy next to her childhood friend. She preferred blues and greens and solid colored furnishings. Her tastes were simpler as well. Belinda loved to fill each room of her house with countless figurines and knickknacks. Sue would rather fill her place with books and travel brochures.

Bob spouted while his tail grew more aggressive as it flicked from here to there even harder. “You mean Zed? He was just an acquaintance back when I was still alive” Suyi said with a clear expression that she had felt wronged. Her dewy eyes gradually teared up a little due to the sunlight hitting her straight on her eyes, and face. Seeing her like that made the fox cat’s heart flutter a little, he then sighed to himself and spoke no more, he would only be defeated by her own special way which never failed like always. “Fine, whatever, I don't even care” he said and faced his back on her, stating that he was not in the mood to be disturbed so carelessly.

Susie Webb was about two hundred pounds of middle-aged sweet-faced girl in a navy blue tailor-made suit. She stepped into the office like she owned the deed on every man’s soul. You didn’t need to see her résumé to know she was the girl who hired people to polish the bullets for cool guys like Elky Jennings. She was HR, if HR stood for Human Reaping. Middle-aged, yes. Overweight, sure—but carried it well. Susie wore lipstick of the color of fresh bruises, hair in up do knot, sleek and smooth as a death certificate, pulled up so tight it looked like it had to hurt her brain.