Novels by Ivy Walters

She had eaten almost all the food on her plate when she could finally relax and take a sip of the water in her cup.Wine was available and served as well, but she could not trust him enough, or anyone here for that matter, to take a taste of the wine.Who knew if the wine was spiked with wolfsbane?"Was the palette of the food to your liking?" Waylon questioned as he noticed she was done with her plate."Yes, it was…edible," she murmured.The meals in Wayne's house tasted way better. In short, Sally cooked better than whoever made this horrible dish.Perhaps, it was neither the fault of the dish nor the chef. It was just nostalgia; she was homesick. Never had she expected to miss Wayne's home and plane Woede so much.The thought had just crossed her mind, when a realization dawned on her.She has referred to Plane Woede as her home. When had she considered Wayne's house as her home? Everette was right after all, she had run away from home.A decision she made in the heat of the moment

She had just finished getting dressed when the man from before returned back for her.The natural lights within the walls had dimmed and darkness crept in at every corner.Oil lamps hung high up the walls, at different angles, providing illumination.She saw some serving males, whom she would like to think were servants because they made themselves scarce but were functional in the background.The nymphs were ushered somewhere else in this gigantic building, while she was currently being guided along the corridors to another area of the house.They turned a bend and came into a large room, the same size as the bathhouse, but with long windows that ran from floor to ceiling. Bars of iron were used as burglary protectors, so one would not fall out through the large openings by mistake.Smeden spun on his heel and left, leaving her here alone.Through the windows, she should see something like sand domes in the distance. Like they were in the middle of a desert with only this structure s

"You mean King Wayne of Plane Woede?" Daisy asked full of interest.Peaches nodded.Anyway, Wayne was not technically hers anymore.Still, she did not like that these ladies were discussing him."Gosh I have only heard rumors of him, I hear he is extremely attractive and full of male allure. Have you seen him in person?" Lucy queried."I saw him once and I can never forget the type of aura he carried," Peaches said and moistened her lips.Candice felt her skin heat up. She didn't know if it was the warmth of the water or the blood simmering in her veins, but suddenly she felt uncomfortable."Pray tell us, when or where did you meet him?" Daisy demanded impatiently."I was visiting a friend on the plane of the Cyclops. I had no idea two vampire males had spotted me, so after drinking to stupor I staggered in the dark alleys, trying to find my way home. Only for these two males to come out from the shadows and try to sink their fangs in my neck," she pointed to the vein that jumped in h

"Enter," the man behind her, shoved her into a bathroom chamber.After Waylon's orders to prepare her for the evening. Drac had barked out orders to a man called Smeden, who immediately ushered her out of the hall.They came down a flight of stone steps into this large room that looked like a public bathhouse.There was a large square pool dug into the ground and it was filled with water with a hint of steam wafting from it.Lots of female dresses hung from wooden rails on the wall's rear and occupying the pool were about six very beautiful women.Smeden thrust a sky-blue gown into her hand, that he had picked up from a room on their way here."Bath and change," his words were clipped and short.She looked from the dress to the small pool that looked like a hot spring. Did he really expect her to bathe in this open space in front of everyone present?She looked at him and he gave her a pointed look that said "Undress right now".So she turned around and reached for the zipper of her d

It was no surprise they were family.One wanted to use her as a baby factory, while another wanted her for sex. How had she been caught up with such a dysfunctional family?"If I say no, will you force me?" She cautiously asked."Force you? It is beneath me to force a female to lie with me. I am Waylon Wyatt, a prince of my ancestry. King of my fortress and soon to be king of plane Woede. Apart from my noble blood and wealth, any woman or man would beg to bed me because of my handsome features," he informed her.Her jaw slackened in wonder.Was it just her, or did he sound exactly like Wayne?Arrogant, proud, and conceited. Except for where Wayne was more leadership driven, he on the other hand was narcissistic.She let out a pent-up breath "If you're going to kill me anyway, why not skip the bedmatics and just get it over with?""I don't intend to kill you," he said and paused, then added "At least not yet, I have another use for you first. Imagine if my nephew comes to the knowledge

One step after another.She followed the stern-looking man.He was leading her through a huge building made of black rock. It towered high above ground level and was full of twists and turns like a maze.After Everette's betrayal, these men led her back with them to a portal that they breached with ease. Next thing she knew, she was in front of a tall building that looked old and dated, but was still standing strong. Just like the buildings one would see in old classical movies.At this point, she knew her fate was already decided. She was done for, there was no point in resisting. That was why she followed them quietly as he led her through the never-ending corridors of this complex structure.They turned a bend and finally entered into a large space. Though it was daylight in this strange place, the lack of windows made it gloomy. The only source of light was from the open-ended roof above.A caricature of a throne was elevated on a small podium. Other than that, the room did not ha