Ivy Monster High Novels & Stories

Mui shot off multiple questions. “Yes, we went and got the girls. They are fine, relatively speaking. The older girl, Ivy, is fourteen...” I started to explain. “I’m fifteen.” Ivy spoke up. “Correction, she's fifteen. And the little one, Violet, is three.” I explained. I covered the receiver and looked at Ivy. “How much do you want me to say?” I asked. I don't want to give out information she’s uncomfortable with.

Emma's point of view Hi.My name is Emma.As you all have guessed I'm the Alpha's Highschool Bitch.I was the Queen Bee of Beverly hills Highschool and I ruled them all with an iron fist until I graduated.Just kidding,being a little bit extra there.I won't lie I slept with most of the boys there but one thing you probably don't know is that this is a school for supernaturals only.So there were alot of yummy dicks and pussies to suck from the witch boys to the werewolves,werecats,lycans,vampires,angels,dragons and so many more.

“Greet your mom for me when you get to hell. Tell her you were about to make the same mistake she did when she was alive—but the daughter of the woman she destroyed destroyed you before you could succeed.” With that, Lily lit the lighter, threw it onto the petrol-covered floor, and closed the warehouse door. Immediately, the warehouse went up in flames. Inside, Ivy screamed, cried, and shouted for help as the fire grew stronger. She tried everything possible to remove the rope from her hands before the fire spread to where she was sitting. With so much force—and with the help of her long nails—she managed to free her hands and release herself from the chair. She couldn’t go to the door becau

She missed her mother deeply. She was still looking at the mirror, wondering if she looked too tall, when her phone buzzed. Damon & Serena Damon: We're meeting everyone at Onyx at 9. Joel's already there apparently lol Serena: Who’s Joel again? Damon: He’s a wolf, he's Gamma at the Ironveil pack. You almost ready? Serena: Five mins Damon: You look beautiful, btw. Preemptively. Serena: You can't preemptively compliment someone

Vica was thrown across the floor with a scream. “My own mother called me a monster. Did you know that? I bet you didn’t. Even though I tried to be nice and a good person, I was still the freak. Not good enough to be included.” Xylia almost screamed as she stood. Purple lighting is coming out of her hands.

Him, Liam Calloway was lying flat on his overpriced mattress, arms flung all over his face like a heartbroken teenage girl in a K-drama. “I’m not the same guy from high school,” he remembered saying. God. Even he cringed at that. But ivy didn't even hesitate, she just looked him dead in the face and shut him down like he was a measly press conference scandal. And damn it, why did she have to wear his hoodie like that? and why did she have to look good doing it? Messy bun, no makeup. Sharp tongue. It was unfair and It was unholy. And absolutely unacceptable.

She was really scared and it wasn't only because Damon was huge but also because she was a virgin and doesn't know if it would hurt , ivy is really afraid of pain she hates pain more than anything in the world. Her s*x life was really bad she had never slept with anyone In fact no man has ever seen her naked even her ex boyfriend they only kissed, hugged and cuddled, so she had no idea what to expect when Damon thrust into her. "I am going in now doll " Damon's voice echoed Making her shiver a bit. "Okay " She mumbled a low (okay ) With her face still buried in the pillow. Damon gently inserted his d**k into her but no matter how gentle he was ivy still felt a lot of pain , it was like her i

Someone handed Levi a beer as he crawled out shivering, and he chugged it like it was a medical necessity. Inside the house wasn’t any better. A group of girls were passing around a vodka-filled Hydro Flask. Someone attempted to skateboard down the hallway and wiped out instantly, slamming into the wall. Bethany didn’t care — she was dancing on her own kitchen counter while a crowd hyped her up. “High school,” Jackson said dryly. “A proud institution.” But he wasn’t wrong — this was peak chaos. In another corner, juniors crowded around a girl who held a can of whipped cream upside down. She tried to spray it into someone’s mouth, but the cold made the can sputter violently, and it shot direc

He kneels beside me and gently wipes off the tears from my cheeks. “I didn’t do anything, you idiot! Why would I hurt my friend?” Blake exclaims defensively. “Don’t be mad at him. He’s just comforting me.” I scold. “Why? What’s wrong?” “I don’t want to watch them die!” I cry out, lunging at Ren in pure despair, letting his presence soothe my nerves. “What are you talking about? Blake, what’s going on?” “Ivy’s worried about being immortal because it would mean she’d have to watch her friends die.” Blake explains shortly.