Ivy And Bean Book Novels & Stories

“You can’t do that!” “Then end this. Only then I’ll leave you alone.” Ivy became speechless. Somehow his choice of words doesn’t sound enticing but instead depressing. Her lips turn into a frown and divert her attention to the remaining pillow on her side. “Or you can go home with me. Lilianne will be happy to see you again.” Just hearing the names of their pet rainbow boa that they purchased when they once visited Australia for hiding, Ivy couldn’t contain the happiness inside of her. “Really?”

Their attempt to fight the beast only seems to rile it more as a deep growl rumbled out of its chest. “It's real.” Ivy heard something from the side and turned to look at Pea. She was admiring it rather than looking at it with trepidation and fear like the others, which proved her intuition had been right, that sweet pea was more than just what she appeared to be. But what was she hiding?

Ivy sighed and expressed her face in a sad way, which made Ariana and I laughed at her as she pouted at us. “Girl, find yourself a man, you're freaking hot already,” Ariana teased and Ivy rolled her eyes at her and took a fry, and threw it into her mouth. “Thanks for the tip, they will come to me when they're interested,” Ivy spoke as she munched the chips in her mouth. “She's so proud,” Ariana scoffed, while I smiled and took a sip of my strawberry smoothie drink. “So, Jade,” Ivy started, swallowing the food in her mouth.

Fair. Apparently being a baby wasn't a valid excuse. Reasonable honestly. Several minutes later she disappeared. God. Then returned carrying an alphabet book. Fair. A very large alphabet book. Reasonable. The kind usually intended for children who could sit upright. God. Not babies who occasionally sneezed at random. Fair. Then Lily sat directly in front of Peanut. Reasonable. Opened the book. God. And school began. Fair. "A." Reasonable. Peanut stared. God.

She's really persistent to get her hands on whatever she's looking for. I hear a sharp gasp and I almost run to her. She brings out from the floor what looks like a big encyclopedia. It looks very old. Who would hide a book as a treasure? Ivy cleans the dirt off it, her hands slightly trembling as she wipes off a tear from her eyes. She looks really happy to see the book. I didn't know she liked books this much. She brings the book to get chest, hugging it tightly. I wish I could be the book at this moment.

The corners of her lips curled upward slightly. Then she suddenly turned toward the three girls dramatically. "Now then…" Ivy began with a mischievous smile. "Who wants candy?" "Meeeee!!!" The three children shouted excitedly in unison. Their loud voices immediately filled the entire compound with laughter again. Ivy laughed softly at their reactions. "And Pearl," she added afterward, "I'll also give you some seeds to take back to your father later." Pearl's eyes widened. "Really?!" "Of course," Ivy replied with a smile. "But that'll be after I return from my outing."

"I don't know. There is no sender's name and it was Sam who brought it. I didn't get to see the face of the sender too," "Okay... You can put it on the table. Thank you," Mrs. Clara did as she instructed. After a while, Ivy slumped onto the chair and dragged the package closer to where she was. After inspecting it for a few minutes, she started unwrapping it carefully and stealthily. The moment she opened the door, bees flew out, buzzing in the room. They attacked her violently, stinging and biting her. With her eyes closed, Ivy shouted for help. "Ah! Please help me," She shouted, yanking the bees away from her body. They stung further the more she killed them.

‎ ‎“Just as I promised.” ‎Ivy’s eyes widened immediately. Ivy could not hide the excitement that burst across her face the moment she saw the pink teddy bear in Aiden’s hands. ‎ ‎The bear was huge. Soft pink with a ribbon tied around its neck. ‎ ‎Her favorite color. ‎ ‎“You actually remembered?” she asked in disbelief. ‎ ‎Aiden looked mock offended. “Of course I remembered.” ‎ ‎Ivy laughed softly despite herself before taking the teddy from him carefully.

She was a fan. Of my brother. A full-blown, delusional, glitter-heart fangirl. I stepped further inside. Her phone was still on the bed, screen lit up and yes, Brian Blake’s grinning face stared back at me like he knew. I was going to lose my mind. “You don’t knock now?” came Ivy’s voice from behind me. I turned. She stood in the doorway, arms crossed, hair still a little messy from sleep, and wearing that ridiculous robe that showed too much of her legs and not enough self-preservation.

“Aren't you joining us for breakfast?” I turn my gaze to her and my eyes travel from her feet up to her face. Ivy always has a way of wearing clothes that makes her look good in everything. Her hair is tied in a messy bun with chopsticks securing them together. Her beach sandals and boyfriend jeans give off a laid back look and her crop top shows a sneak peek of her small waist. “She looks nice doesn't she?” “Yeah” I have to admit she looks really good. Where is she going though?