Ivan The Terrible Book Novels & Stories

He had a book in his hand and he was reading it, probably to see if that book was worth reading. "No," I answered immediately. "Are you looking for a book?" he asked and raised a brow. I slightly nodded to answer 'yes'. "Here. I'm sure you'll like it." He handed me a vampire-themed book. "Thanks," I shortly said. "You're welcome, Ivy," he answered. He knows my nickname? "I do think you're wondering why I know your name. It's not like everyone hasn't been talking about you. I have a strong sense of hearing," he said with a smirk.

Victoria could never stare into Ivan’s eyes for long. They’d spent countless afternoons and evenings collecting leaves, bugs, rocks, and whatever they found interesting. They often went for walks in the woods behind Victoria’s grandmother’s house. Victoria even told Ivan about her obsession with vampires. Instead of looking at her like she was a freak, he quietly and thoughtfully listened. From then on they spent hours talking about ghosts, vampires, and other supposedly scary things. Ivan always listened to her thoughts and never judged her. He was the yin to her yang. She was the chatterbox of the friendship, and Ivan was the listener. All she had to do was look into his eyes, and she foun

But the main reason she despises people like her the most because people like her always try to make people who don’t respect them or even care about them respect them then when those people resist they destroy their lives and try to force them to repent or apologize, why should I waste my time respecting you when you didn’t earn it. Eva, who had been watching the entire events happen right in front of her one after another, was shocked to the core. After all, she did just run into the man who she indirectly killed by lying to non-other than his guardian. She was completely paralyzed by the fact that she met him as soon as she re-birthed not to mention the girl in their group was staring at

(Flashback Ends) * * * [IVAN] She hates me. But that shouldn’t have been surprising. Especially when I know what kind of horrible monster I have been to her in the past, how much I have hurt her just by being who I am. If there were ever a book on how to be a jerk to the woman you love, it would have been inspired by me. You know what, who am I kidding? I would have probably been the one to write the damn thing. I had everything I always wanted, everything a man could ask for.

"I gave her the Life-Sap." The silence that followed was overwhelming and suffocating. I saw the muscles in Ivan’s jaw jump. His eyes widened, then narrowed into slits of pure fury. The Life-Sap was our most sacred resource, a drop of the forest's own blood. We had enough for maybe five doses. It was meant for the Elders. It was meant for us. "You gave our lifeblood to a human?" Ivan’s voice was so quiet it was terrifying. "A girl who belongs to the very machine that is killing this world? You wasted a miracle on a ghost?"

Kevin frowned as Ivan's taunting tone irritated him even more. “Don’t deny. You're madly in love with her,” Ivan repeated and gained Kevin's entire focus on his words now. “Continue to assume.” Kevin retorted, looking to the side. He pressed the glass to his mouth and gulped the liquid down his throat. “Why don’t you just accept it, Kevin?” “Because there is nothing to accept Ivan. I don't love her. Don't need those useless emotions to fuck her,” Kevin replied, sounding aggravated. “Really? Then back it up. Give her to me for the night," Ivan stated, his emerald green eyes looking right into Kevin's, indicating he wasn't joking. He meant what he said.

My knees buckled. "Got you," Cassius smiled victoriously, pushing the blade deeper. "Now... sleep, my niece. And let Uncle take what belongs to him." My vision turned white. I felt my life slipping away. No... Not like this... Ivan... Alex... Suddenly, the door to the library exploded into splinters. A roar that sounded like thunder shook the very foundation of the house. Ivan appeared. He looked like a demon from hell. His clothes were torn, his eyes were completely red, and his aura was so dense it felt like physical weight.

I heard Ivan talk calmly. Ivan, on the contrary, is the timidest and reserved of all, but he can sometimes be very violent when someone messes up with him. When he was in middle school, he had some time struggling with managing his anger, but after our school’s guidance counselor recommended him to some therapy session, he became very timid that made us all wonder how much the therapy affected him. “Yeah, he’s probably going for Glenn. I mean, there were rumors about Glenn’s imminent death, and I think his time has finally come,” I agreed with Ivan.

CASSANDRA’S POV I don’t remember the days I woke up with a smile on my face, not for long. These days am getting too much of habituated to it. Last night I slept talking to Ivan on phone. We spoke about our favourite books. Ivan has a similar taste of books as mine. I like reading from male point of view so that I could understand what men usually think before speaking or doing anything.

He has grey eyes that crinkle in the corner and dirty blond hair that is short in the back and sides and swept to one side up top. “Ivan, it is about time, look what that stupid idiot has done. Manzitti is going to de-throat him for this!” Slayne shouts to the man. He strides to my enclosure and looks flabbergasted that I am here. He turns to Slayne and shouts. “Is that who I think it is?” She nods. “WHO THE FUCK HURT HER?” Ivan roars and the cronies and Aivi all kneel and bow before him. I have never witnessed anything like this, how can that man make them do that?