canvas and paint kits

[COMPLETED] Starting from painting to becoming love? Jennifer Dean, a model student, majoring in art, one day met Daniel Alexander at an art gallery. Starting from their match of interest, Jenni, this innocent but smart girl, has a relationship with Daniel, who turns out to be a young CEO of K'D Corporation Company ?? Can an ordinary girl adapt to the luxurious environment of Daniel, the workaholic CEO? Can she defend Daniel when Kylie, her love rival, continues to chase Daniel? Not only that, but Daniel's father also made a deal with Jenni without Daniel knowing? What kind of agreement is that? Will it threaten their relationship? Est-Ce La Fin. Is this the end? The end of our relationship or is it the beginning of everything? Read-only in the novel "Mr. CEO, Paint My Love in Your Heart." [Note: The sequel : Daddy’s Beloved Baby. If you wanna see the trailer of this novel, you can check my ig : @gldseya] ——

Rowan Mercer has given his ex-boyfriend his life in full service, but what has he gotten in the end? A bullet to the face. Now, renowned as a maestro painter, Rowan sheds his cover to instill fear in his enemies. With his masterpieces sent to them as death threats one by one, Rowan can’t wait to just paint using their blood. After all, he’s not just a painter, he’s the killer painter from Pareidolia.

Sheila Barker is a child prodigy who was sent away by her family to a foreign country after her mother's death. Years later, the Barker family calls Sheila back because they have arranged a marriage for her with the Long family, one of the most powerful in the country. On her return journey, Sheila meets a strange man who, for some reason, ends up greatly influencing her stay in that country. How will Sheila face this arranged marriage while seeking to end her relationship with her family once and for all? Author's Note: This story slightly incorporates special abilities with fantasy elements. Every place name, medical term, and jargon used within the context of the work is mostly fictitious.

"Hey, want to be reincarnated?" It all started with that simple question, sure it wasn't said exactly in that way or context but it's all the same, the events remained the same... and so did its effects, its effects on both her story and on herself. Mysterious beings sending people across the many worlds through a cafe and their strange sense of doing things have brought her into an experience that she would either regret experiencing or look back on as necessary suffering. An alien planet of human-looking people who display power and skills of unique origin. With blasters, air rifles, railguns, flying ships, flying cars, spaceships, teleporters, and enormous rings, she woke to find herself in a world that was foreign to her with all forms of objects that she could only dream of. They continuously went against what she thought to be humanly possible, though I guess that is no longer a valid thought to have, they however have predetermined thoughts about her. The people there despised her existence, they wished for her pain, her suffering, her death... Throughout many years of pain and suffering, she still found a way to come out on top, she found a way to prove her existence ignoring all that was done to her and said about her. Like a bolt of lightning, she came quickly, she came loudly, and she left her presence in the hearts and minds of the people she encountered, for that was what she desired, for however much they wanted her erasure and disappearance she wanted them to be reminded of her presence even more. Blue Paint. Her hair and eyes cultivate the paint that is splattered across the canvas that is her, and the pain she amasses shall be the brush she uses to plaster said paint. At the end of the journey even with the many things, she shall experience on the way her mind will always go back to when she was asked that very simple question. "Hey, do you want to be reincarnated?" *** Extra Tags – Gender-bender, Action, Adventure, War, etc. Chapter length - 1500 - 2700 One chapter a week. (No promises) COVER IS NOT MINE, I am not the cover's rightful owner. If the original artist wants it taken down then please contact me! Discord: https://discord.gg/cBKysw4VFx

Kui lang's fingertip gently grazed his painting. Beautiful pair of blue gem like eyes seemed so lifelike. The glistening green tail shone brightly in the sunlight. "Beautiful...." Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed his fingertips. The lifelike tail swisher around slashing mist on his face, and the merman's blue eyes blinked down at him. Kui fell down from shock. "W-What.. what is this..." The merman tugged at his hand, and the next second, he was in a different world. The world he had drawn with his own hand.

Red ang paboritong kulay ni Ruby. It is the color of her world. A turbulent world. So in one of her shoot as a model for nude photos, Red Riding Hood ang ginawa niyang peg. And like Red Riding Hood, she was held captive by someone who posed as her grandmother.

A place where artists from all over the world assemble, and an island of art in many forms. As a painter, Techne Island is the island of Yohan Benedict Chavez's dreams. As soon as he set foot on the island, he was instructed not to paint at night. However, on his first night, this young artist neglected the rules, which led to a terrifying incident. A widely held belief is that when you draw something at night, the subject is believed to be staring at you. The woman he painted appeared before his eyes. His curiosity never caused him to quit. Chavez painted the lady again during the night and discovered that she was a cursed, lost soul. He gradually began to grasp how gloomy the island was—completely at contrast with the colourful it is. It's an enormous disaster, but Yohan won't give up until he breaks the curse placed upon the lost soul. Let's join Yohan as he unveils Techne Island's mysteries.

*Paused for the time being.... Will be repuploaded at a later date.* Two halves of a newborn god opened their eyes in the void—Black and White, each a reflection of the being they complete. "Wake up!" the Black half said in a toneless voice. "Stop yelling. I'm awake," the White replied in the same flat tone. "Tsk, then why do we feel nothing at all?" Black asked, eyeing the blank figure before them. "Because… nothing is what we are," White answered. The realm fell silent, the two infants facing one another—until the Black half laughed. "Haha, good. After all, nothing cannot be killed… nothing cannot be owned… it can only consume." "Or be consumed…" White murmured, but the Black only laughed again. “Let them try,” Black said. “They have no idea what our art will become.” ---- In a verse where power molds reality itself, Gods, Constellations, Devils, and horrors clash for the Throne of Existence—until a new god emerges. A being shaped by the world yet mirroring it, a divine canvas that soaks up power itself, feeding on the very force that fuels existence. Power.

Rosie Blackwood gave up everything to honor a promise: she left behind her name, her life, and her freedom to live as Jiang Meilin, the best friend who died to save her, Rosie has spent years navigating a dangerous world of power and shadows as a mafia heiress. Her goal was simple: to fulfill Jiang Meilin’s dreams as a final act of loyalty and gratitude. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Zhao Jingshen, a cold and ruthless enigmatic CEO with the power to unravel her resolve. Drawn into his world, Rosie finds herself fighting emotions she never thought she was capable of having. Zhao Jingshen makes her heart race in ways she never expected, threatening to expose the vulnerabilities she’s hidden beneath her icy exterior. Just when she began to believe in the happiness she thought she’d never have... Her world shatters again when she discovers the truth... Jiang Meilin was alive, and the threats endangering her family were related to her. Betrayed by the past and caught in a web of danger, Rosie must reconcile her love for Jaesun with the lies that brought them together. As love and danger collide, Rosie’s carefully constructed plans begin to crumble. Will she risk everything to follow her heart, or will her responsibility as the Blackwood heiress destroy the fragile bond she’s built with the one man who sees through her mask? A thrilling tale of love, loyalty, and sacrifice where passion burns brightest in the shadows. Excerpts from the story: "You know," he said after a while, "when you said you were going out to commit a crime, I half expected you to be robbing a bank or something." Meilin snorted. "Please. I have more finesse than that. Besides, why steal money when you can steal someone's peace of mind?" A chuckle escaped Meilin's lips despite herself. "You're waltzing into a hurricane, Zhao Jingshen." She was talking about being in a relationship with her. "Then be my eye of the storm," he challenged, swinging open his car door with theatrical flair. "Shall we embrace the tempest?" Meilin arched an eyebrow. "Who would believe the ice-cold CEO of Zhao Corporation could melt so thoroughly?" "Well!" Laughter danced in his voice. "What's a man to do when his wife decides to play runaway bride? I'd turn myself inside out if it meant keeping you in my orbit."

GLOOMISERY SERIES #2 "Ngayong gabi ikaw ang canvas ko. Magpipinta ako sa iyong katawan gamit ang aking dila. Lulunurin kita ng mga kulay gamit ang aking bibig." ***** Hinawakan niya ang kanang kamay ko at sinimulan niyang magpinta. Sa gabing ito para kaming nagsasayaw sa malambing na musika gamit ang brush. Nasa likod ko lang siya at rinig ko ang pagtibok ng kanyang puso na parang payapang alon sa karagatan. Sa bawat paglikha ng bagong imahe sa canvas ay parang isang paglalakbay na sa huli ay babalik din kung saan nanggaling. __________________________________ Quotes are not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.