Romans & histoires Ivan The Terrible Book

‘How would I know a cute rabbit could be that fierce’ ivory responded angrily. Anita threw two books at ivory which she caught. ‘Why are you giving me these’ ivory asks. ‘Since you don’t want my help you should at least know how help yourself…one book contains details about animals in this world while the other is a technique book’. Ivory looks at the technique book ‘ice dome…I could learn this at the library’. ‘How many times do I have to tell you, my stuffs aren’t ordinary…that ice dome has the ability to protect the user and whoever is inside an…’

Shining through with a shocking blue I gape at the vertical shape of its irises. As soot begins to flow from the destruction and I nod at the beast as my heart slows in my chest. With a growl large, webbed wings that crash through the walls expand on its back. I fall facedown onto the floor feeling the earth move as its humongous claws leave my vision. A vortex of wind blow through the hall at the beat of its wings as the world goes silent. As my heart takes its last beat I recall all that has come to be in this life. With my final breath I heave one last wish into the world. Forgive me.

Linda said through gritted teeth. Ivan release his hold on her hand, he rub his face in frustration " you see, that is one thing I don't like about you. You always look down on people, you always think that you are more prettier and best in everything. That is where you're wrong coz my Lucy is good and beautiful in and out. She isn't as sneaky as you. You're the last person I want to see, I hate you with everything in me" he angrily shouted at her. Linda began to shed tears, she move forward to hold his hand but Ivan pushed her hands away. " let me be"

Ivan looked at him and nodded. "Today I hurt my assistant very badly. I put my finger on her character when she's totally innocent. I don't know what got into me when I saw her with Ryan. I thought she was the same as other girls who throw themselves on rich men to trap them. But I was wrong. She's not like them. She's very innocent and very cute too." Shaurya was trying hard to stop himself from laughing out loud because Ivan was acting very funny. And it was the first time he was talking nice words about girls. Because he hates girls because of his past.

That suits me just fine, since our existence must remain secret. Also, vampires are not made frivolously. For one thing, most of us do not want to take over the human race. Notice I said most. But every few years, a sadistic idiot comes along that wants to take over the human race and thinks he can rule the world. Then we're called in to take him, or her, down quietly. Does Hitler ring a bell? Another oxymoron. He wanted the perfect human race, but if they only knew what he was ... anyway, we were called in to make sure that the job was done correctly.

He plants his forehead to mine and closes his eyes. "Don't worry, I'll come back to you," With one last kiss on my forehead, Don headed out confidently. I know he will return to me, but my fear of him facing Petrov makes my heart uneasy. Petrov is a true monster than Eddie. Eddie is the scientist, and Petrov is the Frankenstein monster. A match made in hell. "Let's go," I say as we both carefully leave the house and see the SUV parked outside with Landon in the driver's seat.

Ivan said, repeating his words from Saturday. Just like they did five days ago, his words floored me. What was Ivan up to? Between Ivan and Kora, Ivan was the one to fear. Kora might have the magic, but she was neither crafty nor subtle, regardless of what she thought of herself. But Ivan was stealthy, crafty and devious. He was a witch in every way except for the gender. The fact that I had next to nothing to pin on him for his various crimes was prove of how dangerous he was. So after years of killing his family, manipulating his daughter just to get his way, he would simply give it up without a fight? No way in hell.

He looks like he could be close to my age, minus the clothes. “How did you end up here? Are you locked in here?” Ivan sighs again and sits back. He closes his eyes and clenches his fists. “I messed with the wrong people again.” He opens his eyes. “I spent decades scamming and ruling over hordes of vampires and humans. I allowed my children to run wild, within reason. They did my bidding and took some on the side. I was dealing with a family, and they ordered an expensive item. I procured that item, but I sent one of my childes to deliver it. I sent the very wrong one. He sampled the item, and it was delivered used.”

Ivan wasn’t in the best of moods. He had smoked all of his favorite cigarettes already—the ones he brought from Russia—and the cigarettes they had at the academy sucked. They were terrible crap. They had terrible cigarettes, terrible blood, awful vodka, and no internet. Ivan was literally in hell. Not to mention, the only hot person in the whole academy had denied him access to her lips… how many days ago? About three? Ivan didn’t know. Days tended to blend together for him sometimes.

His mental facilities must be deteriorating faster than his physical appearance if he thought I would do any of those things. “Sure you do,” I said indulgently. “Let’s see what this magical ‘something’ is first.” “Did I say ‘something’?” Ivan’s eyes glowed with malice. “I meant ‘someone.’ Bring them in.” He barked the last statement in Russian. There was a scuffle outside the door, and my blood ran cold when a massive man in camo pants and dog tags entered, dragging two bound and gagged girls behind him. Ava and Bridget.