Hey guys, this is the one and only aspiringnovelist666 and I would like to tell you that any of you reading this now, can ask me for a preview of any of my recent books. New World, which is a book about a warlock who falls in love with the boy he saves from a demon attack. The other is Don't Read Aloud, which is about a boy who is kidnapped by vampires when he's ten, few years later he escapes and returns home. Also I have just started a book called
Z-Pocalypse, which is about a zombie apocalypse where experimental t-rexes get infected with the zombie virus.
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The paintings in the museum were all painted with such emotion, such detail, such pain. Each one told a completely different, yet similar struggle. No matter how much pain leaked through the acrylic paint, every one was beautiful.
Inside each frame was the emotions of different artists, different poets, different creators of beauty and each had their own reason for painting their works of art, and meaning for creating it the way they did. One single change to the scenery and it would alter everything.
Critiquing, along with creating artwork is one of my hobbies, and I hope I can make a career out of it. I truly enjoy what I do, and even my teachers say I'm above most of my other classmates.
Will and I spent hours in the museum, mostly me fangirling in the corner observing all the artwork, while Will just stared at it looking marveled.
Finally at one of the more meaningful paintings Will said something, "You know what this reminds me of?" When I said, "What?," Will continued his thought, "This reminds me of the feeling I get when I save a patient, that beautiful moment when I spare a life. When I feel so happy, I smile until my cheeks hurt. That moment when I couldn't be more excited about doing the thing I love."
I looked with my mouth wide open, "Will, you observed the painting!" Will looked at me with his eyes bulging, "I did?" I nodded, "You did!"
The gaurd that was standing in the nearby doorway gave me a dirty look and said, "Could you quiet down?" Will looked at the gaurd all innocently and said, "Well why do I have to be quiet when I can hear you breathing from here?" I laughed and gently slapped Will's arm.
The gaurd gave this pathetic little pouty face and turned to the wall. I looked at Will and whispered, "What the hell was that?" Will shrugged his shoulders, "Just observing."
I had created a monster, hadn't I?
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Solangelo Love- Last Moments (Percy Jackson Fanfic)
FanfictionA sequel to Solangelo love that my readers wanted. Here you go guys! After Nico and Will got married, they go to college and overcome many obstacles that other coupled would fret over, but the love they have for each other is stronger than normal.
