Ivy Asher Books In Order Novels & Stories

An object, rather. In my imagination, it shone brightly among the other irrelevant stuff that was lined up on the shelves. Like it had a spotlight on it, an inviting view. You could guess right, I went straight for it. It looked ancient and had handwritten runes on it, giving hieroglyphics. Very intriguing. I picked this old ceramic vase from where it sat comfortably on the rack and descended from the ladder. The thought of finding the toolbox had been neatly swept to the back of my mind.

Book ONE: Mikhail: A Royal Dragon Romance Sleeping on a dragon's hoard with greedy, dragonish thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon himself. ―C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader England, September 1559 The halls of Hampton Court Palace were quiet so close to midnight. There was no sound of laughter from the courtiers, not even the hushed murmurs of gentlemen luring young maids into dark corners for secret kisses. The tapestries lining the stone walls rippled faintly with the breeze that slipped in through half-open windows.

Not a request, A command but softer than I expected. I dropped down slowly, wincing. The heat from the fire soaked into my frozen bones. My body shook. Still, he didn’t ask who I was. He handed me a flask. “Drink.” I stared at it. “I’m not here to poison you,” he added. “You could’ve fooled me.” He smiled just a little. “You got a name?” “I'm Ivy.” “I know.” I froze. He leaned forward. “You don’t smell like them anymore.” “Bloodfang?”

Ivy's POV I don't answer him. I straighten up, let go of the railing, and put my hands back in my jacket pockets. "I'm tired," I say, "That's all it was." Caelum looks at me for a moment. He doesn't push. He just nods slowly. "Goodnight, Ivy," he says. I go inside but I don't sleep. *** Morning in Ashveil arrives without asking. I lie on my back and stare at the ceiling and catalogue everything I know.

“Bukas ay magaganap ang napakalaking pagtitipon tipon ng mga makakapangyarihang tao sa Ashcroft. At gusto kong maiuwi ka dito kahit isa lang. “Anong ibig mong sabihin ama?” Tanong kong muli sa kaniya. “Ayon sa aking mga tauhang nakakalat sa iba’t ibang sulok ng lupain ng Ashcroft ay patungong Sylverstein ang Hari at Reyna ng Aerosmith upang makipag kita sa kaniyang kapatid. “Magkapatid ang Reyna ng Aerosmith at Sylverstein?” “Oo, dahil ang kasalukuyang reyna na ngayon ng Sylverstein ay si Sapphire, ang babaeng sinayang at pinakawalan lang ng walang kwenta mong kapatid.”

LILA’S POV The study smelled like old leather and cigar smoke that no one had lit in years. Everyone sat in stiff-backed chairs arranged in a half-circle, like we were waiting for a judge to hand down a sentence. My hands stayed folded in my lap so tightly my knuckles turned white. I kept my eyes on the Persian rug under my feet, counting the tiny repeating patterns so I wouldn’t have to look at anyone.

Chapter 7 Wendy’s POV The look on Asher’s face is one of pure shock and disbelief. He definitely underestimated me too much. I know I went out of my way to get that exact thing done but I had to teach him a lesson. I was dealing with a lot of idiot boys already and I shouldn’t have to get the same ass behavior from my so called mentor. I can’t help but smirk evilly at the success of a well executed plan. Asher is livid and the rest 9f the mentees are just staring in wide eyed shock. They may have worked out that it was me and I could sense that they knew of the tension between us already from the way I interrupted his lessons and now this.

Ashley/ Olivia's POV I felt chills from that kiss. I could not control it. I would say it just happened. I was probably in a trance and I need to get my acts together. I heaved a heavy sigh, feeling the spark I had felt ignite, vanish. "Well, what did you find?" Lola's question helped me push the last thought of the kiss I was having out of my head. "Nothing much. They aren't much secret there. Just a vast layout of books on the shelf and important pack materials." I replied her, a little bit frustrated I wasn't making any significant progress on this aspect.

Ashes and Shadows Lucian Vance' s POV ​The third glass of Macallan didn’t burn anymore. It just sat in my stomach like liquid lead, heavy and useless, doing nothing to numb the phantom smell of burning oil that had been trapped in my nostrils for six months. ​Outside the floor tovceiling windows of my penthouse, the New York skyline stretched out in a grid of cold, mocking lights. Vance Global ran this city. Or at least, it used to. Right now, on the dark mahogany desk behind me, three phones were ringing simultaneously on silent, their screens blinking like desperate distress flares.

Charles chuckles, lifts Asher and places him beside Aliza. Aliza kisses the cheek of Asher and carefully places baby Avery into the lap of her brother. Asher gingerly holds his sister and plays with her midget fingers that were closed in a fist. "Mummy she is so small. When will I start playing with her?" Asher asked, distressed and everybody in the room started laughing. ****** The End Dear Friends This book is in a series. It has 12 stories in it. I will update one part (fully) every month. So that you are not left with suspense.