Canon Ivy Cosmic Blue Novels & Stories

Marc squats down, shoving his face in mine our noses almost touching. My lips tip to the side “Hi Marc” His eyebrows go up “Do you need an accomplice?” Huh? I go back a little because all I can see are his hazel eyes “What?” “For the little shenanigans you have planned,” he looks pointedly at my all-black outfit, making me laugh “what's wrong with my outfit? you’re wearing all black” I point out. In a black shirt, dark jeans, and black boots. He looks really attractive in an epic bad-boy persona, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief

she said. STARBUCKS STUDIO is where Ivy shoots her upcoming film as an actress. She's currently acting with Blake Andrew, a popular and handsome actor who showed up as a substitute when her original costar was announced to have an accident that broke his legs. Ivy had a frown as her makeup artists fixed her makeup. "Ivy, your dresses are here, come try them" Daisy walked in with two men pushing a cloth stand. Ivy's eyes scanned the cloth and she pointed to a sleeveless mini-purple gown.

Going up to Caden's room looked like a journey that was not ending. The stairs were long. Finally, we got to his room I was awed by how beautiful and big it was. It was a typical guys room with video games, shelf that was filled with books. He had a full length mirror just by the side, a bedside lamp, an alarm clock by the bed side too, there was also a blue couch. There were some art works on his well and it was pretty. Ivy gave me her clothes to change into. I came out of the bathroom after changing into the clothe Ivy gave me.

If anything, what I had seen on the TV seemed dull in comparison to what went on in the Iridescence Pack. My eyes widened and my jaw became slack as I realized why this was called the Carnival Cerulean. Bundles of living flame were suspended in the air, casting their beautiful light on the Carnival below. The flames weren’t normal, flickering with orange and red light. They were a rich shade of blue, cerulean to be exact. Within those flames were different shades and colors, all stemming from the color blue. They crackled and snapped, sending cobalt embers into the air whenever something managed to catch itself in the flames.

Her face was not as round anymore, but heart shape. She had high cheekbones and a button nose placed neatly over full lips. Her eyes were a deep emerald green before, framed by long, sooty lashes. Beforehand her eye color was light teal. Her hair was pure silk, cascading down to the middle of her back like an inky black waterfall, which was also very new; there was no way Damien and Cora wouldn't notice that his hair had grown several inches overnight.

Kaynon muttered as Ciaran lifted a vital off a shelf. "Well they won't be needing it anymore now will they. I think we may be able to use this to our advantage in the future though." Ciaran said, holding out what he had picked up, 'cherry bomb' with a caption, 'quickly eliminate your foes in a fiery blaze'. "Maybe. We could set up some traps around the perimeter after the females get here with a few of these. We're sure to hear the blast from any one of these." Kaynon said looking back up at the wall as Ciaran replaced the vial of red liquid.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

Suspended within it, curled like a fetus… was her. Another Ivy. Pale. Eyes closed. Tubes snaking into her spine. My stomach twisted. Ivy stepped forward, stunned. “That’s me.” “No,” I said, voice sharp. “That’s what they tried to make you.” She turned to me. “She looks older.” Clara’s voice came through our comms: “That’s because she’s from an earlier batch. Nyx V.3. You’re V.5, Ivy.” “Why did they keep her?” I asked.

It was almost as if she couldn't enjoy any of the activities Ivy had planned, nor did she pay much mind to the gifts because all that was on her mind was the dinner. "What color do you think Christopher will kill for? Red or baby blue?" She asked, strolling through her phone in the car on their way back home. They were in the backseat and Davies was driving. "I---" "I think Baby blue will be good. He likes the innocent prim and proper look. Red might just seem too wild for him." Too... wild? Ivy bit her lips, painful enough to shut the inflow of her wild memories with Chris that suddenly started flooding her mind.

ALEX'S POV "Stop or I will kill myself," Star shouted Ivy stood up from on top of me and faced Star. I stood up and was dumbfounded by how Star had changed with the presence of the blood moon so Ivy, didn't say a word but was just looking at her, you could see how surprised she was on her face. The wind blew, snatching at her hair, she looked like some kind of spectral being risen from the ashes. She was beautiful and her breath is taken. Her eyes were a different shade of Dark orange mixed with a violet color. She held the knife close to her stomach.