Iris Vale Novels & Stories

Iris stood up and stood in between them her hands raised, “No arguing please…” Ivan handed the stick to her. She closed her eyes and focused, she waved her hand over the stick and it duplicated. Iris eyes widened in shock. “Cleopatra I do not think you should be doing magic now…”, Dylan said. “A little magic would not hurt”, Iris remarked. “We are going to Salvador tomo…” “Can we forget about the journey tomorrow and focus on enjoying today?”, Ivan asked cutting him off. “Okay no more I promise”, she said. She handed the sticks over to them.

As they stepped out of the elevator into the big living room, Violet gasped and dropped her sari to the ground. This was more than awesome and words couldn’t even describe how the sitting room was. it was more than amazing, more of a fairy tale than reality. Everything in the house still got her wondering what the family could do as work that gave them the opportunity to live in such great fortune. At least her family owns farms back in her village but as for them, she has no clue.

I chuckle sadly. "Then p-please-… Please, don't hurt me," little Valerie begs. "I won't because you're going to meet a charismatic vampire and call him Charming. He's going to be your saviour, your brother. He's going to put you on a sugar rush, and you'll pretend you hate it, but deep down, you love it. You're going to see Eldora. The beauty behind the chaos. There's going to be a witch. She's going to take care of you and share her wisdom, heal your wounds."

she lifts her head and gazes into my eyes and a huge smile spreads across her face. “Come on hot stuff I need to check in with Zane about the vamp and get an early night, you have that shopping spree with Rae and Luna ceremony.” I take off my shirt and give it to Iris to put on since I ripped yet another dress, stealing little nips and kisses as she does up the buttons. We head in to the house me shirtless and Iris looking like she’s been dragged through a hedge backwards. We pass a couple of my warriors as we head in they snigger knowingly at us and Iris just rolls her eyes and heads straight upstairs

"Ivy! Is that you?" "Do we know each other?" "It's me, Iris, Gerald's granddaughter," she clarified. My jaw dropped. "Wow! Look at you! You grew up!" "I was only ten when you last saw me," she giggled. "Wow," I hushed, realizing my age. Iris shook her head and sadly sighed, "My grandfather, Gerald, passed away nearly a decade ago." "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know." "It's okay. It was a while ago."

Apricots, pears, and gardenias wafted from the bottle. 'I wonder if the Shampoo and Conditioner are Magic too.' Rayna chuckled. 'I think that's going a little overboard.' I laughed along with her. Staying on this train with Camille and Helena left me feeling relaxed and almost excited for Iridian, though the potential threats still loomed over my head. While Iridian was a game of adventure and magic, it was anything but safe. Three years ago, a man had died playing the game, and he wasn't the first. It was somewhat rare, but at least one person out of the twenty went home in a pine box or missing a large chunk of their sanity. Everyone had heard the rumors, but most chose to ignore them and