Novel & Cerita Canon Ivy Cosmic Blue

"Well I... I don't know about that, we'll talk about that next time." Ivy said "Yeah, no rush." "Okay Leo Cyrus, Beta of Crescent Wolf Pack, my pack awaits me." Ivy said "Nice to see you in person Ivy Norman my love." Leo said smiling "Hm I love you already, I always thought it would be hard but you are quite charming and that's nice. Okay see you soon." Ivy said "How?" "Here have this..." Ivy said handing out a rock-like stature to him

I grinned at him " You know me so well." "Just tell me why you're here so I can help you out, I need to get back to work.". He said "You're so impatient." I said, chuckling loudly. A small patch of flowers at the rear end of the greenhouse caught my attention and I moved to get a closer look. It was a rich dark maroon and had velvety rounded petals and dark brown centers. "That's the Chocolate cosmos. It's quite rare and has a chocolaty- Vanilla fragrance. It'll be perfect for a gift. " Cam's voice rang out from behind me, I didn't realize he had followed me.

Satisfied with the amount of blood I had poured in, I closed the dragon censer and placed my bleeding palm on the head of the dragon ectoplasmically. My energy rose, the haze surrounding the coffin. I raised the pitch of my voice, chanting the spell louder. The coffin trembled, the censer becoming hotter. The coffin trembled more, transferring the quake to the room. The coffin shook open, the cover sliding open to reveal the purple interior and the body of Princess Ivy. Her pale face had blue veins and her hands crossed over a sceptre. I floated back, staring at her beautiful face. I really did look like her, only she was better looking.

Ivy’s POV My whole body was shaking in the cold cell. Sitting in the corner, I ran my fingers through my blue hair, which used to make me unique but now only served as a reminder of all I had lost. As I considered all that had transpired, my heart ached. I was preparing for my mating ritual just yesterday. I was now being treated like a criminal in this gloomy jail.

I said as I sat in front of the vanity. Linda and Amber got to work on my hair, setting long curls pinned up with a beautiful blue hair comb. It had sapphires and platinum gold roses along the edge. Amber put a light foundation on and gave my eyes a slight smoky effect. She finished my makeup with pale pink lipstick. “There we are, perfect.” Amber said before going to the closet to get the dress. It was a powder blue silk dress. It was floor length with a slit up the right leg to the midthigh. I got up and walked towards it.

"Laurent's getting a new shipment of herb samples next week. I'll bring them over for you." "Okay," Ivy said. Cain pushed open the door and stepped out. Cold air rushed in for an instant before the door blocked it. Ivy looked down at Matteo. His eyelashes were long — identical to Cain's. She didn't hate Cain. She didn't love him anymore, either. But she was grateful he'd learned to be a decent father — even if he'd learned late. Outside the window, Silvercrest's snow-capped mountains glowed gold in the setting sun. The scent of mint drifted in through the cracked window from the herb garden, mingling with the wood smoke from the fireplace.

But fucking Haley has developed an obsession that Ivy is insistent I keep fueling. The first date with Haley, though still terrible, hadn’t been as bad as I’d expected. Complimenting her dress was the easiest part. It really was stunning, with delicate lace cap sleeves and a silky ice blue body. It would have looked amazing on Ivy, her blue eyes being the perfect accent to the fabric, her blonde hair cascading down in curly waves.

Ivy reached out and grabbed one of the coats from the wardrobe. As she stood before the full-length mirror, Ivy's anger and curiosity stared back at her. Ivy slipped into the coat, a deep crimson hue that contrasted with her dark, tousled hair. The fabric felt unfamiliar against her skin, a symbol of liberation from the suffocating confines of her new life. The walls of her room felt like they were closing in on her, suffocating her spirit. Ivy longed to escape, to venture beyond the boundaries of her monotonous existence.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

I wouldn’t put it past him, or Elder Jet, or any of the Lycan Royal Family’s other enemies. But I trust Gamma Everly, and if she thinks she has something, I’ll take her word for it. Ivy and I close the doors to the dungeon behind us. As I look down at her, I find myself distracted by how profoundly beautiful she is. Her blue eyes are even more deep and endless as she ocean, and her features are sculpted like a work of art. She’s the only thing I ever want to look at. “I’ll see you later, then,” Ivy says reluctantly, lowering her gaze.