Ivan The Terrible Fate Novels & Stories

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?

He knew Blind Ivan could track down his son’s whereabouts, so he wanted Blind Ivan to predict his son’s fate and see if he was dead or alive. The truth was that Blind Ivan had cast the spell seven or eight times in a row since the night before. The outcome was always the same. Vlad, together with all thirty-six warriors who accompanied him to Helsby Mountain, had perished.

“Aren’t you worried about my health? What if I can never have children after this?” Joel said impatiently, “Do you think we are living in a fictional world? Stories where one miscarriage makes someone infertile are rare. Just get it done quickly. Do not force me to act.” During the argument, Joel pushed her. Mandy fell down the stairs, and when she saw the blood, the situation escalated. Before losing consciousness, she screamed hoarsely, “Joel, heartless man! You got me pregnant and won’t take responsibility…” Joel’s mother arrived in a hurry but stayed rational.

A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors. At the reign of king Ziba of Arisee (the notorious one) slaves were made of their brother clan, they haunted them like animals and subjected their entirety to the mines, farmyards, or the king's palace as workers. A free borne never had anything to do with a slave. It was a sacrilegious act to be seen with one, a taboo that the offense meant death or stigmatization from the rest of the clan. What will hap

Mr Kernon declared, smiling as he raised his glass of wine in the air. The whole hall filled with people chattering and toasting. Some were astonished, some looked at Kamil with disgust as she was snatching away their prince. But the whole world seemed to have stopped for one person...Kamil. She stared at her father in disbelief, he was doing it all over again, he was forcing her to do what she did not want to do. Staring at her father, she felt betrayed. Running off, She bumped into something really hard. Staring up, she was met with a pair of ocean green eyes. She would recognise these eyes anywhere...Xavier.

"I should be the one calling you that but it would be an offense to Satan to call you Satan. I'm sure he's not half as evil as you are." Gerald's nostrils flared in fury and he landed his palm hand on her cheek. "You would do well to watch your tone when you speak to me." He picked up the whip. "Let's get Satan out of you shall we?" Selena screamed with all the pain and fury she has been bottling up inside all these years and watched as her father's hands went up to his throat. Gerald felt a force squeezing the life out of him. He silently pleaded for mercy with his eyes but Selena was no longer in control, something sinister had taken over. He could see it in her eyes which has turned a br

he yelled, panic edging into his voice. The flames erupted into existence without warning. They flared up, surrounding him, oppressing. "No! Stop doing this!" Ivan screamed, his voice ripping with desperation. But the chanting never wavered. The fire advanced, consuming him in its hot fury. "This is not fair!" Ivan's voice cracked, his screams degenerating to raw gasps. "I did not select this! You all did this to me! It is an outrage for a Sister to give birth to a male child, but I never selected to be born! It was not my fault that my mother removed me from you, trying to rescue me from your death! It was not my fault that I was blessed with powers I never even knew how to utilize!"

Albert groaned like wounded animal and falls on the road. “What was that for? “Adan asked. Ivan burns the engines and said, “Bloody hypocrite. I should have sent a bullet between his eyes but I save that for you.” Adan smirks proudly at Ivan before returning his gaze on his lap. Fuck, he cannot believe his luck. ***

“I need to know what you’re thinking. Clearly, it’s bothering you.” I take a moment to organize my thoughts. “Ivan,” I say quietly. “You said some really cruel things to me the night Kent was arrested.” I look up at him then, taking in his sorrowful face, apology written all over it. “I know,” he says quietly. “I’m sorry. I regret them.” “You told me I was an idiot for letting him knock me up –“ “I just found out you were pregnant, Fay,” Ivan murmurs, shaking his head, “I was devastated –“

His face was angular, pale, and marked by a cold smile. It was Ivan. "Beta Vance," Ivan said, his voice carrying effortlessly over the screams of the dying and the howling wind. "You always were an exceptional hound for the throne. But you are serving a false queen. A woman who lets an unranked stray share her bed is not a leader; she is a liability." "Ivan," Vance hissed, stepping over a fallen body, his blade dripping with dark blood. "You should have stayed buried in the frost-wastes. I’m going to take your head back to Natalia as a footstool."