Ivan The Terrible Fate Novels & Stories

They say and bow in unison. I see the surprise on most of their faces which I'm sure is a result of the new look I'm wearing. As Ivar and the rest of the team members walk towards us, I notice how strained he looks with dark circles beneath his eyes. Ivar is a fierce warrior but right now he looks nervous and worried. It's clear he's not been getting enough sleep like me and he's probably worried I won't agree to the duel. We met. "Alpha." He's bowing when my words stop him halfway

"You and your father are good people, they don't only punish the bad ones, the good people also get caught in the drama, and that is the last thing I want, that family can end your family in just a word." Katherine had thought about this, she had contemplated on it throughout her drive with Rita back home, she had remembered her best friend's story, of how a family was ended for fooling with a wealthy Italian man, she didn't want that to be the fate of Jonas family. "Then what about you?" He asked her, his eyes were also wet, this was the last thing he wanted, the way she spoke of the groom family, they seem too scary, truth is, they were indeed scary and that must be the reason Vivian was t

The person wore a black mask. "Revenge, huh... but it's not mine and not my responsibility," I murmured, recalling Edvans' memories. Prince Edvans truly cursed the betrayal he experienced, but unfortunately, he was betrayed due to his own naivety. He was killed, and his body was randomly teleported and ended up in the Castalla Forest. His body was likely regenerated by the god and filled with my current soul. Our memories and destinies have become intertwined. "It seems I need to come up with a plan starting now," I murmured with a sigh.

My precious Gillian and wonderful Calisto… Or would they hate me if I let this evil man kill their mother just so they could keep their father, who was the reason their mother got killed in the first place? I swallowed thickly, feeling the pressure of the dire situation press down on me like a heavy mountain. “How sweet,” Lewis mocked, but his anger remained evident on his face from the way his cheeks were nearly as red as a tomato and a vein was visibly protruding on his forehead. But Willa still chose to ignore Lewis. She went on to plead to me, her desperation dripping in her tone. “P-please, Han… For our Cal and Gil…” With an angry roar, Lewis lifted his gun, aimed it at the ceiling and

And apparently, Balls too. “Wow, someone had a rough night,” Ivan walked in right after Denver and relief washed over my face as I looked up at him. Honestly, I was just glad to see someone else. While I stood up from the chair, it didn’t take him so long to sense that something was off. “Looks like everyone had a rough night huh” He teased. ‘Well for me, I was just told that I needed to be sacrificed for a century-long curse to be lifted and bonus, we just also killed a Witch!’ I could’ve told him.

Of course nobody can. Ivan let his head dropped weakly and lifelessly, as he stared down at the floor in regret. The torture he's been through these whole few days that he's been in the devil's custody, were the worst days of his life, he wished and hoped he could just take his own life, inselread of going through all the pains, that he's not even sure when it's all going to end, but luck was never on his side. He prayed for death, but it seems that it'll never come.

He hated Eugene and the whole Madrigal clan. And in that moment, Ivan made a silent vow, if he ever got the chance to bring the Madrigal family down, he'd take it. No second thoughts. One day, the Madrigal Group would be his. “Fine! A bet's a bet!" Ivan spat and then dropped hard to his knees before Jessica and Amelia. “I was wrong! Forgive me!" He forced the words out, each one laced with bitter anger, like they left a bad taste in his mouth.

"He bites." "Well then, he may have the face of an angel, but he has the temperament of his father." Zenya placed her child into the vampire's arms. "His name is Jaime Ivan, but he's better known as Ivan the Terrible." Now it was Dmitri's turn to smile. "A proper name and one of legend." He turned to Nicolas as he brought the child to his shoulder. "Have you heard from his namesake?" Nicolas hooked his arm around his mate's neck and brought her in close. "No. We were hoping you had news. Columbus told me his father spent time with your clan."

Ivan pulled out his wine canteen and poured it over the couch and the curtains. “Throw the bitch in the trunk. I’m gonna have some fun tonight!” Ivan said as he walked to the door. He abruptly stopped and looked back at Adam bleeding on the floor. He looked at him for a moment then shrugged. “Let the suka burn!” He added and caressed his jaw that had started to swell. He flicked the almost finished cigarette at the couch and it caught fire immediately. The men picked Jessica up and tossed her in the trunk of the limo. They vanished just as abruptly as they had appeared.

Ivan scolded. He knew that he probably could not escape, so he only hoped to kill another enemy before he died. However, these three were too strong and Ivan figured that there was no hope. “I like to kill my enemies when they are in despair. I forgot to tell you that the masters from Somerland are all dealing with the attack of Falconia, so do you think they’ll have time to worry about you? Just die in despair obediently. As for our identities… We are the great…”