Ivan The Terrible Fate Novels & Stories

Domenico I was a little bit uncomfortable when the two prince introduced their selves to me. "I'm Edward Stefan Domenico .. The second prince of Vlademort. It's very pleasure to meet you Rosalind." He took my hand and kissed it. His hand was so cold that even his lips kissed my hand. "My name is Henry Casper Domenico .. The third prince." It sparingly introduced itself and also kissed my hand. "It's nice to meet you too .. Princes of Vlademort." I bow to them.

All in all, it has been over five years, but we call each other and we have been living like that. Even though I try to keep myself low-key and erase the traces of the bastard in my life, no myth can change my mind about the fact that Theodore Andrews is the villain bound to threaten my existence. I wouldn't mind smashing his head on a rocky surface any day I mysteriously meet him. I will be glad to watch his downfall, but I will keep all that in my dream until karma decides to resurrect.

For the first time, I ever heard Gabe being so vocal. “Use words,” I said. “Don’t yell at me. I’m going to make you regret it.” He was quiet for a moment, panting in my ear like some sort of rabid dog. “That’s Ivan,” he said. “No way I’m going up against him. Clearly, you’re only doing this because you have absolutely no idea who he is. But Ivan, he’s... there’s a reason they call him *the Terrible*,” he said. “Trust me, it’s better you don’t know. A rich soy boy like you isn’t going to be able to handle it.”

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.”

The intruder stabs him in the neck leaving blood gushing out of his neck, then the intruder looks around the room, wearing a sadistic face, before leaving the room. Mr.Welsh at home, who was just done arguing with his wife about where he was through out today, was sitting at his personal room, opened his laptop and inserted the USB drive in his laptop,he saw deals about an illegal material that was purchased by IPC PLASTIC INDUSTRIES, used in production to boost the quantity of product they produce. Looking at the computer screen, Mr.Welsh was shocked , also reading the file in the brown envelope. Mr.Welsh left his desk to his bathroom, took his bath, went to his son's room to kiss him, late

My vision blurs, tears stinging my eyes. “I’ll give you one last chance,” Ivan seethes. “Come with me willingly, or die. If I can’t have you, no one can.” Summoning the last of my courage, I look him dead in the eye. “I would rather burn in hell than be with you.” I gather all the moisture in my mouth and spit directly in his face. Ivan recoils, wiping at his cheek with a snarl. “Then you’ve sealed your fate.” He nods to one of his men, who steps forward with a sadistic grin.

Ivan shouted at his maximum and jumped from his hold. "What’s wrong, Ivan?" Dev asked with the same ragged tone as Ivan. "You are a living threat to every female in this world; you are a source of manipulation and evilness. You are a white wizard by birth, but to whom so ever you cast your eyes, the darkness follows them." Ivan blabbered and confronted Dev with random words. Though Dev knew that Ivan was not in a clear mind, his words deeply penetrated into Dev’s mind and he accepted the same after some silence, "I agree that I ruined the beautiful life of my Sara by fetching her from her home land to my kingdom only to suffer."

Ines griped. “We have the vampire king to thank for that,” Ivan explained dryly, very little inflection in his tone. My eyes went automatically to the only man in our midst. Like me, he had clawed his way to the top. Ordinarily, this should have been his birthright, but he was born with the wrong gender and thus became forgotten and ignored in his own home. But Ivan had fought to be remembered and revered. I would have respected his struggle if I didn’t hate his tactics so much. Just to gain power, he had sacrificed not only his sister’s life, but that of his nieces as well.

"I am going to kill you all. Slowly. Painfully." Ivan’s voice was not human. It was a sound that came from the deepest abyss, vibrating in the bones of everyone present. He stood up, holding my limp body in one arm as if I weighed nothing. His aura exploded outward, turning the air itself black and red. The ground cracked beneath his feet. The enemies who were charging forward stopped instantly, frozen in absolute terror. Even Malakor, the leader of the Cult, took a step back. His confident smirk was gone, replaced by genuine fear.

Everything is perfect and should have stayed the way it is right now, redeeming the more events, but the fates have a different plan for me. Yvonne from goddess-fucking-knows-where drops down right beside Ivan who’s directly in front of me with a wide annoying smile. “Hey, guys!” “Shit!” Ivan swears to himself, startled from her sudden appearance without an invitation. My fork falls back to my plate and my tummy turns. “For the love of everything pure, can you crawl back to the ninth circle of hell where you belong?” “And miss the chance to piss you off and watch the after effects? Hell no.”