Ivy Novels & Stories

She had installed the most popular apps on the little storage till it eventually began to lag alittle but still able to carry ICQ— —a website that was like the modern day snapchat. And she was instantly tagged by someone close to her, she looked over her shoulders, clicking the text message to open to see a, hi. She narrowed her eyes at the screen before typing in the hardest keyboard she had touched. She hadn't touched much though but it was still hard to her. Ayeesh19@: hey. Something spiked her gut as if she wasn't supposed to reply to the message but she did. And when the door barged open, it startled her greatly. She flinched before turning around to her father. Or so she'd thought whos

Ambiguous. It was something ambiguous. The act of holding someone's eyes, connecting Irises shattered and bottomless. The act of eye contact. The act of something so vulnerable—not invasive, though it could be... just incredibly susceptible to a sharp contrast between the giver and taker. Eye contact had always been so vulnerable and daring because there was nothing explicit between the communication. All rode on the hope that such a thing would be taken by the same intentions it was given. It was just as versatile as it was ambiguous, something so simple and worthless was also and could also be so complex and deep.

She pecked him on the lips, and pressed her forehead against his, whispering her apologies. Her eyes suddenly turned yellow as she perceived Ignacio’s irritating scent, but she didn’t react quick enough, as she felt a sharp pain on her back. Ignacio had injected her with something. Isabel didn’t have the time to remove the syringe from her back and find out what substance she had been injected with, as the side effects was already kicking in. But it didn’t take long for her to guess what it was. “Wolfsbane” she murmured, giving Ignacio a hostile glare.

“There's something not right about the boy. Why doesn't anyone know who he is? Why does he call himself Six, for heaven's sake?” My dad asked. “Ellie could find out for you,” Noah smirked. I choked on a pea. “I'm sorry, what? ” Yes! She could prove that you're worried for nothing!" Violet said excitedly. My dad scowled. ”I don't like the idea of her getting close to him.” Thank you, Daddy, for never failing me! “Come on, dad? What does she have to lose?” Noah asked. “She's sitting right here, and she doesn't like the idea either!” I commented. “She doesn't seem to have a choice since she is probably on his watch list now anyway." Noah smiled.

VVVVV Kenji emerged from the water and it was so convenient that Geiru chose to walk past. “Were you looking for me?” he asked getting out. No she wasn’t looking for him. He was someone she didn’t want to be around. He gave her a bad feeling. Like her boss bad, but more sinister. But she wanted to know everything. “Maybe” she teased and she knew she was doing it right, because he smiled. “So you can make different expressions apart from neutral. It’s nice”. Geiru smiled. “So I’ve been feeling a little bit congested here. Would you mind accompanying me out?”

On the other hand, Nikolai carried Ivy inside her villa. The Villa's entrance is equipped with high end finger print and iris detection technology to unlock the main door. Apart from Ivy or Nikolai's finger prints and Iris's, no one and nothing can open this door. If anyone tries to unlock it forcefully, it will trip the alarm alerting the cops who are nearby.

Silver flakes began to fill my vision as vertigo set in. "Ivy! Ivy!" was the muffled cries I heard as I slipped into darkness

His expression darkened when his eyes fell to her lips. ”What are you doing to me?”“What do you mean?” She whispered, her eyes trained on his firm lips. She willed him to kiss her. Willed him so much that if she’d had her powers, he would already be kissing her that very moment.Just when she thought he was going to close the remaining distance between them and kiss her, he shoved her away so hard, she stumbled for a bit before righting herself. "Get dressed."------When Bran comes back from war only to find out that his parents have been killed and his sister, captured by a powerful sorceress, he captures her, bringing her back to his castle and locks her up, torturing her. But as time passes

I never really cared about the concept of virginity. All I wanted was to get fucked but the question now is by who? Her, him or both? There’s one person I’ve wanted my whole life. The problem? I’m not supposed to want her. This summer someone wants to destroy me. Good, let them try. Now it’s time to flip the tables. I guess we’ll never know but all I know is that this time around? I’ll be fucking reborn. Some girls lose their innocence. I’m about to lose everything… while enjoying every second of it.

A whirring sound followed the moment Natasha set foot at the entrance and a machine that looked like a large kind of gun appeared right in front of Natasha. "You sure you've been here before?" Lucas asked, wanting to pull back Natasha from the entrance. A bright green beam of light then flowed out of the machine and traced down Natasha's body from head to toe. Identity confirmed. Natasha Austin-Johnson. It was an automated voice that came from the interactive consciousness installed in the lab. "Come on, " Natasha said excitedly to Lucas. Natasha had already made her way to the lobby when Lucas called out. Intruder alert! Unauthorised entry!