Arkham Knight Ivy Novels & Stories

Alex sighed, shook her head, then walked out. She took quite a number of sisters with her to the ice cave. When they entered the ice cave, she saw some other warriors surrounding a purple haired woman lying naked on the ground, unconscious. Alex eyes widened at huge dark scars all over Violet's skill. She ran passed the sisters and sat in front of an unconscious Violet, placing a finger in front of her nose. It was faint.. A tear rolled down her cheek at the scar-covered skin. None of her body had a skin spot and it tugged on Alex's heart.

Alive. “Ivy,” Adrian said. Voice broke. “Ivy Hope. 7:19 AM. She’s here. She’s—” He cut the cord with the pantry scissors Father Michael handed him. Tied it with a bag tie. Cleaned her with a towel. Wrapped her. Put her on my chest. Wet. Warm. Screaming. Red. Ivy Hope Knight. _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ I could hear it. Without a Doppler. Without a machine. Against my skin.

Her power seemed stronger than it was when they were in Jasper's pack. As she searched for Ava, Ivy paused when she sensed something lurking nearby. She could also smell that it was injured. Curiously, she dashed in that direction only to come to a halt when she spotted a man leaning against a tree. Ivy inhaled deeply and realized she was staring at a vampire. Apart from the vampire that appeared in her mother's room (Knox), she has never seen any full born vampire. Although this one is injured, she couldn't help but be amazed by its beauty. She was drawn to it.

My eyes widen, darting between them, desperate for denial, desperate for escape, but Vivienne’s expression tells me there’s no point. “What?” The word tears out of me, weak and disbelieving. “Who is Ivy?” Harry leans in closer, his stare drilling into mine, suffocating. “Don’t bother denying it. There is no Victoria St. James. There’s only you, Ivy Sinclaire. And now we’ve got you.” And just like that, the air leaves the room. My heart pounds against my ribs, my skin cold and clammy. I’m cornered. Exposed.

No one could see or even smell her but her forehead knitted as she looked down and saw some rouges. “We are waiting for the Alpha King, master,” the Hunter in a black hat said. “I know, he’ll come, and that’s when we’ll kill him.” “Make sure that his head will be delivered to the North.” Then the rouges started to disappear one by one. Emily cursed softly. “Don’t come here, Drake. You’ll die in here,” She uttered quietly. Seconds later, Emily decided to climb down the Oak tree, and the hunters were surprised by her presence.

I’d weed out his spies one way or the other because I knew there had to be a few, especially with the mistresses. Milo was next to Ivan in a split second and pulled his knife from his boot. I stood across from Ivan and Milo made two quick cuts on our palms. Ivan and I grasped hands to let our blood mingle and I let Echo push forward. “From this day I swear my allegiance in blood to Sire Wynter Grey, Duke of Mintia.” “I accept your allegiance in blood Ivan.” His eyes flashed yellow for a second as his dragon submitted to Echo and I could feel our bond snap into place.

"Vivienne. Spare me the performances. Don't think sending gifts through Ivy means I'll forgive what you did. Seeing you stoop to this just makes me sick." He turned back to Ivy without another word. The bonfire burned higher as the night wore on. Then, without warning, Ivy let out a sharp, agonized cry. "What's wrong?" Kael went pale and caught her against him. Ivy raised one trembling finger toward me. "It was... it was Vivienne. She gave me a drink earlier... it had ice-bee venom in it. Vivienne, I understand you're jealous because Kael loves me, but why would you do this to my face—"

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

Could she really kill a man, this man? "No," he said, and honesty shone in his intelligent, now-gray eyes. She hadn't noticed his eyes had changed colors before. They were a now a beautiful, steel gray. "But we can't ignore orders from the Coven," he went on. His answer gave her some degree of relief. She didn't want to find out if she could bring herself to kill him. But the relief was a fleeting thing. If they couldn't ignore orders from the Coven, how could they possibly save Amber?

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.