bambi graphic novel

Año 1766. Desheredada por su propia familia por razones particulares, fue acogida por una criada a la edad de siete años para trabajar en la casa de los Carmichael. Los Carmichael eran una de las familias más respetables de sangre pura de Bonelake y, como en cualquier otra familia, tenían sus reglas. Reglas que debían ser seguidas por los sirvientes y criadas. Como a todos, se les enseñó a que no desobedeciera las reglas. Pero, antes de que aprendiera a caminar discretamente en las sombras como todos los demás, el hijo pequeño del duque la llama “Bambi” y todo se desencadena.

Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.

Tahun 1766 Tidak diakui oleh keluarganya karena alasan mereka sendiri, dia dibawa untuk bekerja di keluarga Carmichael pada umur tujuh tahun oleh seorang pelayan. Keluarga Carmichael adalah salah satu keluarga berdarah murni yang terhormat di Bonelake dan seperti keluarga yang lainnya, ada aturan-aturan dalam keluarga. Aturan-aturan yang harus dipatuhi oleh para pelayan dan pembantu. Seperti yang lainnya, dia diingatkan untuk tidak melanggar aturan-aturan tersebut. Namun, sebelum dia bisa berjalan di bawah bayang-bayang tanpa berbisik seperti yang lainnya, anak muda dari Bangsawan tinggi memanggilnya ‘Bambi’ dan semuanya menjadi kacau.

Verstoßen, weil sie ein Mensch war, wurde Vivian im Alter von sieben Jahren als Dienstmädchen im Haushalt der Carmichaels aufgenommen. Im Dienst einer der angesehensten und elitärsten reinblütigen Familien in Bonelake gab es Regeln. Regeln, die von allen Dienern und Dienstmädchen befolgt werden mussten. Wie alle anderen wurde auch Vivian wiederholt daran erinnert, die Regeln nicht zu missachten. Aber bevor sie lernen konnte, wie die anderen Diener im Hintergrund zu verschwinden, ruft der junge Sohn des Herzogs ihr zu, "Bambi." Und die Hölle bricht los. ----- "Was? Noch nie einen blauen Fleck gesehen?" Leonard spottete über das Mädchen. "Tut es weh?" fragte Vivian, kniete sich sanft neben ihn und untersuchte die mehreren blauen Flecken in seinem Gesicht. "Nicht so sehr." Vivian erinnerte sich daran, was ihre Mutter früher tat, wenn sie einen blauen Fleck hatte. Sie führte ihren Ärmel zum Mund und blies warme Luft darauf, bevor sie ihn überraschend auf die Wange des Jungen legte. Leonard schlug ihre Hand weg, während seine Wangen vor Verlegenheit leicht rosa wurden, "W-was machst du da?" "Mama hat mir gesagt, dass das die Schmerzen vertreibt," das Mädchen hielt ihre Hand an ihre Brust, während sie ihre Erinnerung teilte. "Ich bin kein Kind!" schnaubte Leonard sie an. "Ich halte dich nicht für ein Kind," sie starrte ihn mit kristallklarem Blick an. Überrascht traf Leonard ihren Blick für zwei Sekunden, bevor er den Kopf schüttelte. "Mach dir keine Sorgen. Sie werden sowieso in ein oder zwei Tagen verheilen," beruhigte er sie, bevor er aufstand und sich an den Tisch setzte, wo seine Bücher lagen. "Seltsames Mädchen," murmelte er vor sich hin, während er das oberste Buch vom Stapel nahm und sich darin verlor.

Deserdada por ser humana, Vivian foi acolhida como empregada doméstica aos sete anos pela família Carmichael. Servindo uma das famílias puras mais respeitadas e elitistas de Bonelake, havia regras. Regras que todos os criados e empregadas deviam seguir. Como todos os outros, Vivian foi lembrada repetidamente de não desobedecer as regras. Mas antes que pudesse aprender a se misturar aos outros criados, o jovem filho do Duque a chama, "Bambi." E então, todo o inferno se solta. ----- "O quê? Nunca viu uma machucadura antes?" Leonard zombou da garota. "Dói?" Vivian perguntou, ajoelhando-se gentilmente ao lado dele e examinando os vários hematomas que cobriam seu rosto. "Não tanto assim." Lembrando-se do que sua mãe costumava fazer quando ela se machucava, Vivian trouxe sua manga à boca e soprou ar quente nela antes de colocá-la na bochecha do menino, surpreendendo-o. Leonard afastou a mão dela, um toque de rosa aparecendo em suas bochechas envergonhado, "O-o que você está fazendo?" "Mamãe me disse que isso fará a dor passar," a garota segurou a mão perto do peito enquanto compartilhava sua memória passada. "Eu não sou uma criança!" Leonard bufou para ela. "Eu não acho que você seja uma criança," ela olhou para ele com um olhar cristalino. Surpreso, Leonard prendeu os olhos nos dela por dois segundos antes de balançar a cabeça. "Não se preocupe. Eles vão sarar em um ou dois dias de qualquer maneira," ele a tranquilizou antes de se levantar e se sentar à mesa onde seus livros estavam colocados. "Garota estranha," ele murmurou para si mesmo enquanto puxava o livro de cima da pilha e se perdia nele.

Rejetée pour être humaine, Vivian a été recueillie comme fille de chambre à l'âge de sept ans par la famille Carmichael. Servant l'une des familles de pure sang les plus respectées et élites de Bonelake, il y avait des règles. Des règles que tous les serviteurs et filles de chambre devaient suivre. Comme tout le monde, Vivian a été répétitivement rappelée de ne pas désobéir aux règles. Mais avant qu'elle ne puisse apprendre à se fondre dans le décor comme les autres serviteurs, le jeune fils du Duc l'appelle, "Bambi." Et tout l'enfer se déchaîne. ----- "Quoi? Tu n'as jamais vu un bleu avant?" Leonard se moqua de la fille. "Est-ce que ça fait mal?" Vivian demanda, s'agenouillant doucement à côté de lui et examinant les plusieurs bleus qui couvraient son visage. "Pas tant que ça." Se rappelant ce que sa mère avait l'habitude de faire quand elle avait un bleu, Vivian apporta sa manche à sa bouche et souffla de l'air chaud dessus avant de la placer sur la joue du garçon, le prenant par surprise. Leonard repoussa sa main, un soupçon de rose apparaissant sur ses joues, embarrassé, "Q-qu'est-ce que tu fais?" "Mama m'a dit que ça ferait disparaître la douleur," la fille tenait sa main proche de sa poitrine alors qu'elle partageait son souvenir passé. "Je ne suis pas un enfant!" Leonard râla à son égard. "Je ne pense pas que tu es un enfant," elle le regarda avec un regard clair comme le cristal. Surpris, Leonard lui fixa les yeux pendant deux secondes avant de secouer sa tête. "Ne t'inquiète pas. Ils guériront en un jour ou deux de toute façon," il la rassura avant de se lever et de prendre place à la table où ses livres étaient posés. "Drôle de fille," murmura-t-il pour lui-même en prenant le livre du dessus de la pile et se perdant dedans.

Elara, a human, had been invisible most of her life—ignored by her father, who lived only to serve the pack; abandoned by her mother, who left; and dismissed by wolves who couldn’t care less. But the night she witnessed the future Alpha murder his best friend—the heir of a rival pack—Elara wished for nothing more than to vanish again. Instead, every eye turned to her—as Kaelen Duskbane’s supposed new lover, the heir to the Duskbane pack. Dragged into a dangerous game where deception is a weapon and loyalty can kill, she had become a target in plain sight. Behind Kaelen’s shadow lurked something darker than anyone dared to whisper, and Elara was standing far too close. Caught between ruthless heirs, bitter rivalries, and secrets carved in blood, Elara must decide: keep her head down and survive… or risk everything by stepping into Kaelen’s world. Because in the opulent halls of the Duskbane estate, humans don’t feast with wolves— they are devoured by them.

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

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