Poison Ivy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ivy exclaimed, rushing to grab the kitten. She scooped up Luna and deposited her into her basket before turning back to Victor. "Victor, I'm so sorry!" Ivy cried, trying to help him sit up. But Victor pushed her away, his eyes blazing with anger. Ivy knew she had gone too far. She needed to think fast to divert his attention from his allergic reaction. Without hesitation, Ivy leaned in and pressed her lips to Victor's. The kiss was meant to distract him, but as soon as their lips touched, Ivy felt a spark of electricity.

"I agree. Actually, my brother took quite the fancy to her and decided, whether she was a married woman or not, he would sleep with her. Of course, that didn't sit well with me but I still helped him acquire the aphrodisiac anyway. The night went horribly wrong. We lost the company and my brother broke his two arms and right leg. Do you still think we planned that? No. Your sister found out our plan and made everything possible." Grant bursts into laughter. "Really? She blows my mind everyday. Do you know why her name is Ivy? Because she ate poison ivy and it didn't affect her in any way. What the fuck are you saying? No matter how much you try to sugar coat it, the fact remains that you had

She was a fan. Of my brother. A full-blown, delusional, glitter-heart fangirl. I stepped further inside. Her phone was still on the bed, screen lit up and yes, Brian Blake’s grinning face stared back at me like he knew. I was going to lose my mind. “You don’t knock now?” came Ivy’s voice from behind me. I turned. She stood in the doorway, arms crossed, hair still a little messy from sleep, and wearing that ridiculous robe that showed too much of her legs and not enough self-preservation.

If I couldn’t believe that Ivy, my little Petal, gave me one of the best blowjobs I have ever had moments ago, then it must be hard for her to believe it too. Or she didn’t expect me to spank her. Or fuck her mouth like that. Or order her to crawl for me… My large hands glided over her back, under her dress, and squeezed the burning skin of her ass. Ivy whimpered, brushing herself on top of me. Fuck. I controlled myself to take it slow, but I didn’t expect her to have such dirty and hot fantasies regarding me. I thought I was her silly crush, but not anymore. I pulled her closer to me, leaving no space between our bodies, and tipped her jaw to look at me. Her soft breasts pressed against my

Her back arched instinctively in response to the warm flick of his tongue. She tilted her head back, eyes fluttering shut, lost in the tingling sensation spreading across her chest. "Don’t end the night too soon, beautiful. You’re with me on that, right?" Josh's tongue trailed upward, licking a slow path along the curve of her neck. "What do you say?" "Do whatever you want," Ivy replied, her voice low and inviting. *** "Oh God! What the hell did I do last night?!" Ivy shouted, no longer able to contain the panic rising in her chest.

Ivy's POV I get home that evening and I meet a parcel in front of my door and I was wondering who it could be from. I open the front door and I take the parcel into the house and I dropped it on the table. I go into the kitchen to drink some water and then I went to my room to have a bath and relax. After sometime, I came back downstairs to find something to eat. I put some leftover pizza in the microwave and when it was done I take out it in a plate and go to the living room and I see the parcel on the table which I had totally forgotten so I decide to open it and see what it was and who it was from. I opened up the parcel and it was a card that read "be mine" with a bottle of wine. I alr

Riri's eyes widened a fraction as a hard knot constricted her throat, making it hard to breathe. Her cheeks went red with embarrassment as her skin became impossibly pale. She saw them! She fucking saw them! Did she see his… She couldn't have seen it, it was very dark. She swore if she did, she would make her unsee it, it was hers to see and no one else's. Ivy dropped her iPad on the table and made up her mind to taunt her sister. That was her way of getting her revenge against her sister for always treating her like a kid.

I stepped forward to make my presence known, only my dad’s gaze fell at me as Zuriel was busy in hitting him. “Run!” Before I could do anything, my dad’s pleading eyes begged me, he mouthed this single word and screamed in pain. As a puppet, my body acted upon his instruction and I rushed out of that Hellhole, with no control left over my movements. My heart was palpitating wildly, as I reached my room directly and woke up sleeping Ivy. “What will happen if my mate marries another woman without marking me?” Ivy’s sleepy eyes popped out, as if I conjured a rhinoceros out of nowhere, her face was blanched in horror.

That rascal. Ivy sighed. How could she forget she had more than one enemy, probably many who felt she was standing in their way or had ruined their plans. "Well, recently I ratted out on Jake Black for the crime of pedophilia," she told him, crossing her arms and relaxing on the headboard.

I muttered, fixing the papers in my hand. "Good. Keep it that way," Liya said, her voice dropping into a firm, warning tone. "He treats people like absolute trash. He plays these weird mind games on campus, gets whatever he wants, and then walks away like they never existed. He’s toxic, Ivy. Seriously. Just don't even look at him." "I don't," I lied, the warmth still stinging my cheeks. "We don't talk at all." "Perfect. Let's just focus on the project then," she said, pulling her own laptop out onto the coffee table. "Did you finish the outline for the trade routes?"