Ivy Ball Leak Novels & Stories

The bandage on his shoulder began to bleed through his shirt again, a dark bloom of red against the white fabric. "Again!" Ivy urged, throwing her weight onto the bar beside him. With a deafening CRACK, the first bolt sheared off, flying across the room like a bullet. A rush of stale, pressurized air hissed out of the vent, smelling of copper and ancient dust. "One more," Ivy gasped. At that moment, the vault door gave way.

“What was that?” When Ivy was too focused on trying to ascertain the origin of the sound that was coming from outside that she didn’t notice snow whirling in through the broken wall. The flask that Caelum kept on the floor cracked with a sharp crk, releasing a curl of mist that rose like it had purpose. Two pale lights glimmered within it—eyes, unblinking. Caelum watched them for a moment, a smile playing on his lips. He stood in silence, waiting for Ivy to notice the threat that was slowing rising in their midst.

Uriah laughed and then picked up an IV, hooking it up to a nearby stand as Rachel kept me firmly on the ground. "Oh, don't worry. I'll tell you soon enough," he purred to me as he suck the IV into Lyle's arm, taping it down. I followed it quickly, getting a little worried then widened my eyes as I saw holy water- the smell tipping me off- starting to drip into the IV. Lyle.... Lyle looked scared as he looked towards the IV. I don't even think he's noticed me here yet. I snarled and exposed my fangs.

a taunting voice responded. Ivy rolled her eyes at the comment, her lips twitching as her hand covered her mouth. "Hubby, please don't make this any harder, okay..." "Pepper spray..." Zack reminded ambiguously. Ivy zipped open her purse, a vial bottle sitting gingerly in the enclosed space. "Checked. But I don't see any reason to use this when I have a fist..." she said, her hand forming into a ball as she playfully twisted beside her lap.

"You have no idea what I'm dealing with. No boyfriend, no real friends. You're alone. Maybe you should focus on getting a life instead of giving advice." Ivy froze, her face paling at his words. Her lips quivered, and without another word, she bolted from the room, slamming the door to her bedroom behind her. The sound of her quiet sobs reached Ryan's ears, and guilt began to gnaw at him. This wasn't the first time he'd lashed out at her like that. He clenched his fists, remembering how he'd hurt her before-years ago, after her private video with her high school boyfriend had leaked.