Novel & Cerita Miraculous Ladybug Ivan

I smiled secretly at the feeling of belonging that filled me. Matilda's voice floated over before I could decide on what I wanted. “So Ivan, which do you prefer? Ass or boobs? Lucky for you, I have both.” Mel and I glanced at her in shock, similar disbelief on our faces. Just when you think she couldn't possibly get any more worse, she goes ahead to prove us wrong. Ivan looked even more upset than before, especially when her hand came up to his chest. I felt extremely sorry for putting him in this situation.

ALEXA'S POV . While still standing up , l pulled up myself together as l thought about the next thing to do . I didn't want to show him how his words affected me . " Ivan baby wake up we are here " , l murmured more to myself as l shifted him again in my arms . " My goodness , finally " , Just as l was shifting Ivan , my eyes landed on a little girl with the brightest blue eyes .

"IVAN GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!" Keeping my gaze fixed on the children that were now crawling out of the mirror, I listened to the sounds of Ivan rushing to the rescue. "What’s wrong?" He demanded, kicking the bathroom door open and rushing in. "Do you see them?" I asked, not bothering to turn around. "Who?" Ivan asked, coming up behind me. "What am I supposed to be seeing?" "Them!" I hissed, pointing a finger towards the little bastards that were still making their way towards me. "Are you screwing with me?"

"As a condition you have to take a poison. It won't kill you, provided you take a small dose of it every day. It's how Gabriel controls the Legion and ensures no one breaks a pact with him. Our dog here hasn't had his dose in oh...I'd say...since he lost you at the auction." "And that's why he can't heal?" she asked cautiously. Ivan looked at her for a moment and she wondered if he would strike her again. Instead he smirked. "Smart little halfling, aren't you?" There came an explosion outside. The keep shook. Cocking his head Ivan approached a window. "Well, this is interesting. Time to leave." He moved towards her. Vincent shot up suddenly, lunging for Ivan and slamming his fist into the de

Ivan always seemed to avert his gaze. It was a pity, he had beautiful eyes. “My mum is home. So you’ll have to meet her, is that okay ?”. He asked. Ivan nodded, not without hesitating, then crashing their lips against each other again. . . TBC Written by Pink-Butterfly

"IVAN GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!" Keeping my gaze fixed on the children that were now crawling out of the mirror, I listened to the sounds of Ivan rushing to the rescue. "What’s wrong?" He demanded, kicking the bathroom door open and rushing in. "Do you see them?" I asked, not bothering to turn around. "Who?" Ivan asked, coming up behind me. "What am I supposed to be seeing?" "Them!" I hissed, pointing a finger towards the little bastards that were still making their way towards me. "Are you screwing with me?"

“Because you are my sister, I won’t want you to die immediately, so I won’t pour this on the entire building. If you can save yourself, good and fine. But if you can’t, then we will meet again in our next life.” “Lily, no! Please don’t do this. I am sorry. Please give me a second chance. I’m begging you!” Ivy kept pleading while struggling to free her hands tied behind her back. But Lily ignored her. She continued pouring the petrol. When she was done, she gave Ivy one last smile before walking to the warehouse door. “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 yo

Irina’s POV My head hurt so much and I become very aware of an arm draped over my bare stomach. Nothing was making any sense, the last thing I remember is my body shifting into my beast. As I turn my head, I see Ivan, fast asleep next to me. He looked peaceful and relaxed. Seeing him this close, I could see how smooth his skin was, except for the scar over his left eye. He was quite beautiful until you see those horrible pointy teeth that hide behind his lips.

“Just Ivan.” They talked. Slowly at first—failed plans, burned bridges, people who didn’t appreciate visionaries. Ivan spoke of leaving the States, of deals gone sour and partners who got too sentimental. Lina spoke of Luca, of GreenLee, of a family that had closed ranks and locked her out. “You wanted the crown,” Ivan said. “But they gave it to the girl with sauce on her thumb.” Lina laughed, bitter and sharp. “She’s not even trying. She just... exists. And they worship her.”

I sat on the edge of the bed and placed a video call to Lyra. After a full minute, she picked up. My heart swelled as hers and Ivan’s faces popped up on the screen. “Hey you two!” I called, grinning from ear to ear. “Mummy,” Ivan shrieked, banging his fists against a table top. He had something that looked suspiciously like apple sauce around his mouth. The tell tale signs that he was still in the middle of breakfast. “Hi baby. How are you doing?” I asked. “I’ve missed you terribly.”