Ivan Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

Ivory was a sweet little girl born to the lord and lady of Davister witch, the most powerful of all the three clan. She was the ideal daughter but lacked the will to perform magic, despite this her parents still loved her and made her their major priority, knowing that their god Selene would surely bless their daughter. All attention was on Ivory while her younger sister Alovia was left out.

He still didn’t speak to me directly, but I could see him softening. At one point, Mia came to me holding up a plush dragon, its scales stitched in shimmering emerald fabric. “Mommy! Look! It’s just like Sir Firebreath!” she exclaimed. Then she turned to Ivan, thrusting it at him with all the authority of a queen. “Now you have one too! His name can be Sir Rainbowblaze. It’s sooo shiny and pretty and colorful.” Ivan hesitated, his small hands brushing the toy. He looked at me once, briefly, then back to Mia. Finally, he nodded, but instead of telling me, he leaned down and whispered something in Mia’s ear.

I say pointing to Helga. Ivar changes colour as rage rushes through him. Red-faced Ivar grabs his sister's hand and pulls her away from us. Looking over his shoulder “This isn’t over Vulcan” He growls at me, “That is King Vulcan, mind your manners” My little wolf says as she squares her shoulders looking Ivar in the eye while flexing her aura. Ivar’s eyes go wide as does his sisters, clearly not expecting her aura to be as strong as mine, but it is.

but she is different that what people have told me, this one had a tribal tattoo on her forehead, her eyes were a dark blue that glowed, she was wearing blue armor, but she was very beautiful, “No, i'm not the mother moon goddess, i am the warrior moon goddess, my name is Ivory, i was once a luna from so long ago, i brought you here to speak with you, so let's have a chat so i can send you back and i can unfreeze this fighting so i can end it, “What do you need to speak with me about? Is there something i need to know?” She sighed as she sat down beside me. She looked so tired. Maybe from all this fighting that's been going on, She began to speak and I started listening, i wanted to listen t

“Whoever you are and whatever you are, just leave me alone.” For some reason, I can feel her rolling her eyes at me. “Right. As if I can do that. Do you think I have a choice here? We’re tied for life and unfortunately for both of us, we’re stuck with each other. Do you think I’m here celebrating that?” She lets out a long sigh. “Besides, didn’t I already introduce myself to you? I’m Ivory, your Lycan. What the hell do you mean by not knowing who I am and what I am? You’re thick, girl. And not the good kind of thick.”

They walked the path of Snakes after breaking into the Predator realm. “I actually am a Fox. You really are impressive for your age.” Orange Ivy admitted that she was a Fox, and blinked her pretty eyes curiously as she looked Mane up and down like he was a rare specimen. “You’re Master and Disciple?” Mane pointed at Black Hand and Orange Ivy and asked. “Yes.”

“I named him Ivan.” “Ivan, huh? ‘Warrior’?” Leila nodded. It was an old Vrian name, from some long forgotten ancient text that Leila distinctly remembered reading with her parents as a child. There was one short story of a little boy whose people were being taken and forced to fight in a war that wasn’t theirs. When the little boy was taken, the War Goddess Rillea came down from the Celestial Realm and gave him her blessing. With that, he won every battle he ever fought, and brought freedom and glory to his people. The boy’s name was Ivan.

I nodded to Tie. “No choice. She owns him.” Ivan shook his head, looking back at Tie, who was twitching. “If you believe that, why did you say her plan will fail?” I questioned. If he thinks the witch has gotten into Tie’s mind, why would he doubt her plan to use him? “Incubi takes no prisoners.” Ivan shook his head. “Faytes dead already.”

That I do not know. “I am Ivy and I’m from the blue moon pack” her soothing voice oils my ears. They are so charming and calming to the soul. I tighten my lips, expecting more explanation, but there's none. “What are you doing here and this late?” I inquire and slowly loosen my grasp on her wrist. She looks at her hand and then back at me. “I’m here on TAIKA’S orders,” she says with her eyes roaming about in all places apart from my eyes. She seems cool but shy, I guess. All of a sudden, she uses her freed jams to cover the part of her face that is scarred.

she says, and I turn my face into Everett’s neck, but that doesn’t keep me from hearing every bone in Ivaran’s body snap before his screams finally cut off. Anala growls low, fire flickering from her lips, as she looks around, making sure everyone sees that she has defeated Ivaran. Then, she leaps into the sky, and as one, the unmated dragons lift off with her, as she bellows her win, her dominance over the elf. Everett holds me until I finally pull away. When I do, I see that Cedric and Avani are over looking at Ivaran's mutilated and burned body. Cedric looks over at us and shakes his head.