Canon Ivy Cosmic Blue Novels & Stories

Ivy admitted, brushing her long blonde braid over her shoulder, “but you are to be stopped. And captured. And sent to Hell.” With her last word, Zu raised his hand and sent a black cloud of smoke in her direction. Ivy stepped aside, letting the pain seep into the wall and fall harmlessly away. She countered by calling upon her powers from the earth, and the floor around him began to turn to roots. Before he could move, his left leg was caught. Zu hopped on his right foot, attempting to free himself, but he couldn’t break away. As Ivy approached, ready to further ensnare him, he used his scythe to cut through the tentacles and took off, leaping into another dream realm just as Ivy was steps a

Ivana, erase the moon! "What?" She bent forward as though she could hear him. She closed her eyes in concentration. 'Ivana, erase the moon!' "You knew my name?" Zac was encouraged. She could hear him! 'Yes, Ivana. Do you have something that will erase the moon?' "Yes... I have my make-up kit. I will get it." She scrambled towards the dressing table. With a small brush, she applied the dark blue and black on the painting. 'Thank you, Ivana!' Zac could sense that the freedom was very near.

“You're not welcome here. Get lost before I make you.” His voice carried enough warning that it echoed through the house, catching Zane's attention. In a blur of motion, Zane appeared beside Lionel, his eyes already glowing red with anger. The moment he saw Ivy standing there, the glow intensified, and a low growl rumbled in his chest. “What’s going on?” Zane asked, his voice tight with barely contained rage. Lionel didn’t take his eyes off Ivy. “She wants to see Cana.” Before Zane could respond, Cana herself stepped out of the kitchen, her expression shifting from curiosity to surprise when she saw Ivy standing at the door. “Ivy?”

“We do what you’re ready for when you’re ready for it. Not a second earlier.” “I can do another test.” Ivy says softly. I look over curiously. “You can?” “Sure can. I have a UV light. I can go across the seam of the pendant and if there’s any glue, cracks or sealant of new metal or different gold then it’ll be a different shade of violet. No tampering with the structure.” I nod. “Okay.”

Candace supplies. I allow myself a small smile. “We did that a lot back then. Anyway, I put my nose to the ground, and we start running. In addition to winter blueberries, ice ivy also grows around the castle. And the berries look almost exactly the same.” “Except icy ivy is poisonous.” She is clearly fighting to hold back laughter again. I roll my eyes. “By the time I tracked down a patch of anything, Eva was freezing, and I was starving. Because I’m a gentleman, I made us a fire while she picked the berries.”

The next day approached fast,Ivy got up from bed early and ran into the bathroom to take her bathe.she was confused on the cloth to put on since she didn't know anything about the company yet.she decided to wear a black pants and white shirt.she put on a stiletto on.she was not a fan of makeup so she just applied a powder and lip gloss, carrying her bag,she left her room. She boarded a cab and soon she was in super Pacific company.she took a deep breath Before entering the company.

“She has a baby, but no one knows who the father is...” In the big hall, Ivy stood still, powerful and intense, but wrapped in soft, elegant fabric. She wore a dark blue dress like the ocean just before a storm, and her jet-black hair was styled in a crown of braids. She looked directly at everyone who stared at her, defiant, confident, and hard to read.

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.

Blue did little more than stare at her own reflection in the empty plate in front of her. Only when Anya re-emerged with a teacup of coffee—sans milk—and Marian took the very same seat at the end of the table did she finally look up. This time, the woman wore a plum-colored dress, far more modest on the chest, her hair secured in a neat bun. And as Blue glanced towards the woman, she couldn’t help but feel she was staring straight into a mirror, gazing upon the horrid, twisted future she faced. She stared straight back into her plate.

[The Factory of Souls] The air in the Basalt Threshold didn't just feel thin anymore; it felt recycled, tasted of copper and the sterile scent of a laboratory graveyard. The blue light from the monitor washed over my skin, turning my hands a ghostly, sickly hue as I stared at the schematic. IVY-04. IVY-07. IVY-12.