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.

Ivy continued, "Today is our third anniversary. This is also the first time you prepared something for me. I'm really looking forward to it." Jason's throat felt a little dry. A moment later, he said, "I'll be right back. Wait for me." Then, he shut the door. Ivy immediately took off her blindfold. Soon, she could smell gasoline in the air. She smirked and walked over to the corner of the wall. Then, she dragged a fake body that she had prepared beforehand. After she overheard the phone call, she got a fake body custom-made according to her looks and height.

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.

Tarquin asked, softly. That was a rare tone that Tarquin ever used on her. "Don't come close to me, go away" Ivy said, feeling afraid that he was going to touch her again. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise" He muttered and kept stepping forward despite her warning. He finally reached her and tried touching her but Ivy was holding a vase behind her, she raised it and smashed it on Tarquin's head. She had it in hand, the second, he stomped on the door.

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—"