Painter Stories

[This story is now FREE] Florette moves to Versailles, only to discover a group of Fae are destroying France. Allying with the battled-scarred Destan, she has to save the kingdom. ***** Florette, a painter's apprentice, is finally welcomed to the palace of Versailles. Ready to work, she notices that several of the courtiers are too beautiful to be human. Soon a battle-scarred warrior, Destan, tells her the truth: a faction of Fae have left the faerie and are slowly destroying the French monarchy. Determined that France must not fall, Florette is forced to use her skill to smuggle messages about the Fae inside her own paintings. Can she trust the rugged warrior at her side? And can Florette save France from creatures beyond mortal control?

Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To forget. But then Lexie meets someone. Her mate. He also hides a dark anger inside him. An anger at everything and the world around him. When two souls collide, how do you fix each other? Atlas isn't looking for a mate. He's seen the effect of women within his life, and how cruel they can be. But then he meets someone. Someone he doesn't want to meet. A painter soul. And a warrior's heart. How will the two collide? ***Note this can be read as a stand-alone story. Moon Child can be found on world_joy_ bio page - feel free to read it to get other characters background story. Highest rank #1 in werewolf Thank you for reading Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved

Opposites attract... but love isn't always enough. Two souls collide in the busiest years of their lives, the girl who doesn't believe in love... and the boy who turns her into a masterpiece. Serena Valez is strong, independent, and perfectly capable of guarding her heart. Caspian Santelle is patient, warm, and quietly persistent. When their worlds meet over art, late-night conversations, and stolen glances, will their differences keep them apart... or finally bring them together?

Christine leads a quiet, structured life as a pharmacist by day and a secretive, reclusive painter by night-expressing her strange, vivid dreams on canvas, then hiding them away from the world. She's content staying in her own lane, until her outgoing coworker and self-declared best friend, Ashley, yanks her out of bed and into the chaotic world of an underground art show. Ashley's thrilled-Christine, not so much. But everything changes when Benicio, a magnetic and brooding professional painter with a reputation for seeing what others overlook, catches sight of Christine-and more importantly, her work. Benicio is intrigued not just by her art, but by her-the way she shrinks from the spotlight yet speaks volumes through paint. The more Christine opens up about the stories behind her surreal, dream-soaked pieces, the deeper Benicio falls-not just for her talent, but for the way her mind works. He pushes her, gently but relentlessly, to stop hiding and start showing the world what she sees in her sleep. What begins as a reluctant mentorship blooms into something deeper, stranger, and far more powerful than either of them expect. And just as Christine begins to accept the idea of being seen, a final dream-and one last painting-hints that her art might be more than expression. It might be prophecy.

𝔖𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔫'𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔡-𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶'𝔯𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 ______________ ρααкнι ѕιηнα A girl suffering from alzheimer, who keeps forgetting everything as the time passed. A girl everyone had given up from. She used to paint her memories so when she forgets, she'll look at it. ʂαɱαɾƚԋ ɠαυɾ A man who sees her as his lifeline, who cannot spend a moment without her, kept supporting her always. A man who is whipped for her, dreaming of spending rest of his life with her. If she forgets him, would he'll be able to make her remember? Will he be able to love her, even if she forgets him? Will their love win or the destiny? ______________ "Look at me, crystal." He hold her chin with his fingers, gently, and made her look at him. She bit her lips in shyness, a red hue spreads on her face and neck. "Did I tell you, how pretty you look with the red hue covering your face?" She lowered her gaze not being able to look at him. He leaned closer, his breath fanning over her face, "Don't hide it, I like seeing you like this." _______________ They walked blind to their hearts, yet guided by the 'ɯԋιʂρҽɾʂ σϝ ʅσʋҽ' ________________ ⛧Start~ 31/08/2025 ⛧End~

Y/N is a talented painter finally moving into her own apartment-a quiet space that's entirely hers... or so she thinks. Her new roommate, Levi, is meticulous, grumpy, and seemingly impossible to impress. From the first day, sparks fly in the form of subtle clashes, silent stares, and awkward dinners that neither of them can navigate without tension. Caught between curiosity, irritation, and something neither wants to admit, they slowly discover that living together is far more complicated than either anticipated.

An unwanted benefactor and a child that has too many stars in their eyes with a penchant for trouble. Sebastian's used to uneasy alliances---more so when they end abruptly. But one with a man that disappears into air with the promise of impending freedom? And then another with a kid that nearly dies around every corner? God, no. - features a few "handcrafted" images/animations (sebastian is difficult to animate). includes but is not limited to: fluff, sarcasm, dark themes, parental figure(?) content warnings; suicide, death, manipulation, Sebastian Solace (yes, he's a warning, he told us). the story is similar to snippets, but there's a tangible storyline. meant to be enjoyed in Dark Mode.

Sam has a free spirit, painting everything she sees in the middle of the apocalypse. Arriving in Alexandria, Rick Grimes's group meets her and discovers an engaging and refreshing personality. As the challenges arise, Sam is forced to reconnect with reality. Along the way, she gradually breaks through the shell of a certain reserved archer. Daryl x OC Slowburn Hope you'll enjoy !

Dunk Natachai is a young artist with an extraordinary gift-his paintings capture the raw, forbidden emotions of men in a way no one else can. His secret works are admired in whispers throughout the noble class, passed from hand to hand under candlelight. But Dunk is gentle, quiet, and weighed down by guilt over the very art that made him famous. Overwhelmed by pressure and shame, he swears to never paint such images again. That vow shatters the night Joong Archen Aydin enters his life. Joong is a powerful and unpredictable nobleman-feared for his sharp mind, his dangerous temper, and his appetite for whatever he desires. When he discovers that the mysterious artist behind the illicit portraits is Dunk himself, something dark and magnetic awakens inside him. He demands only one thing: Dunk will paint for him. No refusals. No escape. Pulled into Joong's mansion, Dunk becomes trapped in a world of shadows and desire. Joong is terrifying yet captivating-cruel one moment, fiercely protective the next. His obsession with Dunk burns brighter with every night, and his presence is impossible to resist. Slowly, the forced arrangement becomes something neither of them can control. As secrets unravel, jealousies rise, and their nights grow dangerously intimate, Dunk must face a truth he never imagined: Sometimes the muse isn't the one who creates the art- but the one who is captured by it.

Having to come to terms with the murder of her boyfriend, Devin Moonfall is whisked away to a strange recover center after a car accident she can't remember. The head doctor there is unearthly beautiful and strange. The situation is crazy. Who can she trust? Can she uncover the murderer? Can she trust herself?

𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 x 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕

I match her whispering octave for any talking seems to be threatening the intense moment right now. I lean down to rest my forehead against hers, ❝ I just need you.❞ [One, the daughter of the biggest fashion designer in India. Other, the son of a well-known singer. Both, belonging to one of the richest family in the country. Both, feel deeply for each other. The problem? She has social anxiety and believes she won't fit into his world of popularity. He is uncertain if she returns her feelings for she never talks to him. She is comfortable in her life, away from people. Until she is made to attend regular school instead of hiding away from the world through homeschooling. And he, as he always did, continued to look out for her - aware of her anxiety. Until an accident gives him a wake-up call. This is a story of how two people who have everything going for them, are equal in status, have their family's support, come about to fight their individual differences and realize what first loves are all about. This is a story of how they survive the world interfering in the world of their own and their journey to becoming the IT couple.] Copyright 2018. All Rights Reserved by Unspokenrain. Highest Ranking: Top 15 in Social Anxiety

Two artists. Searching for their masterpiece. (I got the idea and wrote the first chapter at 1am so bear with me)

Breathe. Die. Awake. In a world where oxygen is a lie and reality is a haze, Aira Oberoi must confront the ultimate truth: her life was just a hallucination. But in the afterlife, she's not alone. Rudra, her enigmatic soulmate, awaits - with secrets that will shatter everything she thought she knew. Dive into a realm where love, death, and reality collide.

They were forbidden to love each other because of their ranks. If they were to be given another life, will they still meet each other? Love each other? And be each other's life once again?

Phuwin tangsakyuen is a very respected sargon of one of big hospital. He love his family the most. So phuwin wanted to protect Simi and Gemini from his past. Gemini didn't knew what happened when phuwin was in New York 7 years ago. But somehow he found it was connected to Pond Naravit Lertratkosum the owner of Lertratkosum creation. To find out, even though phuwin forbidden him from doing so he went to work at Lertratkosum creation as Fourth's assistant. While dunk was confused about why a mysterious man keep following him? Maybe that was someone he knew, before losing his memory? . . . . Please guys support the story and remember English is not my mother tongue so maybe there can be some issues please ignore it.🙏🏻

His paintings were worshipped all around the globe . They were unlike anything seen before . No one knew how to replicate his technique or even his paintings. He was a well-known mystery and everyone wanted to figure him out . Only if the world knew that this particular artist paints with bloody knives.

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❝𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨.❞ 𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐕, 29, painter. A sunshine soul carved from chaos, once loud, warm, overflowing with colour. A man who stepped into marriage with loyalty in his bones and love blooming in his palms. But betrayal stains deeper than any pigment and he learned it the merciless way. Once adored by all, now quiet. Once glowing, now dimmed. A man stitched from colours who now bleeds in monochrome. 𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈, 30, mafia heiress and secret pianist. Cold. Ruthless. Sovereign. The Ice Princess of the Rossi empire. A woman who smiles like a threat and kills like a vow. Raised like a blade, feared like a myth. She loved him first, loved him longest, loved him silently while watching him become her half-sister's husband. She let him go once. That was her greatest mistake. Now the marriage has cracked. Now the masks have fallen. Now she will move. She will steal him from the world he lost, cage him in the world she owns and make him hers-not through tenderness, through power, blood and her devotion. "Please... let me go." "I did once, and lost you. I won't lose you again." 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒐.

Jason and Tim enjoy some down time, little did they know that it may lead to a future of possibilities. This was going to be a one shot but it's probably going to turn into a place to put most of the JayTim things I write. More tags to be added as I go. Enjoy~