The Jellyfish and The Lord
Maddy is more than enthralled to meet a beguiling lord in her less than enthralling life. Only, this lord seems more captivated by her hobby than at her. Quite an even more earth-shattering discovery for Maddie is his alacrity in investing in her hobby, which she could not be happier about because it meant more time with him, which equates to more rough sketches of this lord who overtakes her mind and senses with each touch and motion of his hand.
Gradually though it becomes clear that art is more than just paint and lines on a canvas, it might actually contain a bit of...emotional involvement? And physical synergy? And there was a mystery too; did art really link the hearts of the painter and client? With a journey of self-exploration, love, and some rather flavorful touches awaiting her, Maddie embarks on a journey to answer this.
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His cold eyes glinted as he brought his hand to her palm which held the brush readily against the blank canvas. "This time, paint me. But with a different technique," he said, his fingers rubbing the back of her palm, stinging her - like the toxin from a jellyfish, silent yet deadly.
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This is a slow-burn novel. One of my first. To clarify, society has both modern and medieval elements. Technology in the world is several times more advanced, but nobility reigns supreme. Of course, don't expect to see carriages and race cars on the same roads. ;-) Here, it's illegal for a carriage to be on the roads of modern vehicles. Carriages have their separate paths, like footpaths but larger and more considerate to horses. But in the first place, not many people use vehicles on the road. Most people travel by trains, or on airships which are popular among the commoners.
This novel won't be having very regular updates, but suppose you happen to like it, I would very much be happy with some encouragement or some good-natured critique. :) Otherwise, thank you for checking this out. ;-D
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