Elite Ivan Novels & Stories

"Do you intend for her to replace your mate, Leah?" "I think the question we should be asking here is, who is your fated mate?" The fifth elder blurted again, his gaze never leaving mine. I recognized him immediately. He was Leah's father, and the only newly elected elder. He was the hot-blooded one amongst the elders. Maybe I'd start with him for my reparations. "Nikolai," he stood from his high exalted chair, as if taunting me. "Who is your fated mate?"

I could see the calm, steady figure of our butler, Kevin Chapman, walking toward me with my coat under the distant streetlight. Just as I was about to walk over to him, Ivan went back inside his car and rolled down the windows, the breeze carrying his voice to my ears. "Ariel… You actually really wanted it just now, didn't you? Your body's a lot more honest than that stubborn mouth of yours." My back stiffened as I clenched my fists in anger. Chelsea's boasting voice echoed in my mind again. "Ivan is simply amazing in bed! He's the best out of all the men I've ever dated. Wanna try? I promise that you'll keep thinking about him afterward once you've had a taste of him."

If Ivan wasn't an actor, he would probably be one of the richest businessmen in the Philippines - and in the world. “Fuck, Vergara help me !. This is your fault! ” Ivan whispered angrily to him and kicked him in the chest very hard. Ivan covered his face with his jacket, and did not allow fans to get a single photo of him because when his agency found out, it would probably break.

He continued, “It began with the First One—Arnold Dein. Descendant of Earth. No one knows why he was chosen, but when his gifts manifested, he opened the portal to Elite. From him, the monarchy began. Each ruler is a descendant of Earth, marked by abilities. There have been seventeen so far, Mauve. You are to be the eighteenth.” Mauve couldn’t help it—her lips curled into a mocking laugh. “That’s the best kidnapping story you could come up with?” Nicholas stiffened but held his composure. “Can I ask questions now?” “Yes,” he allowed. “Where’s your proof?” The question caught him off guard. He faltered, searching for words. “Elitian technology cannot cross over,” Sephie stepped in. “Only an E

Compared to their past lifetime, the Ivan of this current time pushed his mother from the seat of power much earlier, and because of his action, Ehrlich was viewed in a different light from foreign kingdoms – Ehrlich was powerful and affluent and a kingdom none could ignore. And she saw evidence of this when she traveled from the port to the palace during the carriage ride. It’d been a long while since she last saw Ehrlich, but it was more colorful than the grayish aura she remembered. The markets were more vibrant and the people’s smiles were brighter and more carefree. And to top it off, Ivan won the naval battle against Coulson. Ivan was satisfied with her answer and gave a weak smile. “I

He'll leave the boring stuff to his brother. His father left within minutes, and Ivan stayed staring at the girl who was looking down on the floor. It wasn't the first time his father gave him this kind of present, but he can't help but say that she was the prettiest yet. With a smile, he knew what use he had of her. Of Madeline. # "Eliana..." Ivan gritted his teeth, resisting the pain in his shoulders as he glared at her. "Sister." He spitted the word out as if it was poison.

Clarence coughed. “And Ashley’s mated into such a family.” Lorna frowned, shaking her head. “The poor thing.” “Lia has always wanted power,” Ivan grunted. “What does that mean? Did she used to try and get with you?” Clarence asked. Ivan cringed and shook his head. “No. She aimed higher.” “There’s higher than you? You’re what, nine feet tall?” Finn teased with a laugh. “No. I am roughly two and a half meters tall. So, eight foot one inches.” Ivan explained. “She set her sights on Ignazio and Gastone.”

Ivana shouted. People started whispering around. “You know, the loss of your child is probably your karma. You fly too high. You are too ambitious. You think you had a ONE NIGHT STAND with a Gray? You pretend you don’t want Jacob to know that Yael is his son. Well, that was really your plan from the beginning, wasn’t it? TO GET A GRAY IMPREGNATE YOU, SO THAT YOU CAN CLAIM THEIR WEALTH!” Ivana said angrily.

Unable to hold back, she said, "Miranda may be too lenient. We cannot know Ivan’s true motives beyond his own claims. How can you be certain he is not driven by a desire for power?" Her tone was somewhat impatient and even distressed. Though the Earl did not notice, Miranda sensed that Selena was feeling threatened by their father’s approval of her. It seemed that Selena cared deeply for her father’s admiration. Well, as long as she cares, that's what matters! Reflecting on this, Miranda added, "Consider the ledger. Why would Ivan keep such a record? Who would he show it to? Was it just to be discovered by The Court of Justice and condemn him for bribery? This ledger is a record of his consc