'La musa' es una pieza que no ha sido vista jamás y se va a exponer después de tres décadas oculta en una colección privada. La obra ha sido buscada y por ella se han ofrecido millones, pero hasta la muerte de su dueño no se había conocido su ubicación. La fascinación por este lienzo atrae a la prensa en todas sus formas hacia la inauguración de la Fundación Museo en el que se va a exponer por primera vez. Pero no solo atrae a periodistas... Desirée, una inepta trabajadora del Museo y Lucas, un ladrón con una misión se involucran en la vida de Máximo, el autor de 'La Musa'. Juntos han de conseguir lo que desean, incluso si eso les lleva a una historia que todo el mundo desea conocer, pero no cualquiera puede descubrir. *** Historia participante en el Open Novella Contest 2022 usando el disparador 11 de Ficción general. 🔹️Inicio 1er borrador: 26/02/2022 🔹️Final 1er borrador: 26/04/2022 🏆Méritos: 🔸Historia ganadora de la segunda ronda del ONC 2022 🔸Finalista del ONC 2022 🔸Mención de honor del ONC 2022 OBRA REGISTRADA EN SAFE CREATIVE CON LICENCIA Nº. 2202260572022 CON LA LICENCIA Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

Era un tatuatore di giorno, un pittore di notte. Possedeva ciò che è comunemente nota come una personalità dipendente. Forse ereditata, forse sviluppata. Era sempre stato così. Gli piaceva l'inchiostro sul suo corpo. Gli piaceva ricoprire i polmoni di fumo. Desiderava che l'adrenalina corresse. Certamente si godeva le tazze di caffè caldo. Oh, e i suoi dipinti. Nessuno avrebbe mai potuto capire quanto egli amasse dipingere. E poi, una notte, una nuova forma di dipendenza entrò a far parte della sua vita. Quella che sarebbe potuta essere più dannosa delle precedenti, e che ancora nessuna sembrava essere così accattivante. ➲ all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts ➲ trailer by @sweetophelias © 2016

Más allá de la ingenuidad de triunfar en el mundo del arte, nuestros Protagonistas vivirán un sinfín de aventuras y desventuras donde descubrirán los distintos sabores del éxito

"Yo pretendo que haya poesía en mi vida, y aventura, y amor. No la artística impostura del amor, sino el amor que es capaz de derrumbar la vida, impetuoso, ingobernable como un ciclón en el corazón ante el que nada se puede, ya te arruine o te embelese. Yo debo sentir ese amor." GWYNETH PALTROW

"Larga vida al corazón artista, aquel que finge, corre y grita. Llamando en la oscuridad por un poco de amor, llenando de luz para escapar del dolor."