Poison Ivy's Daughter Novels & Stories

They rarely interacted, fearful that any slight disagreement would infuriate their father and result in punishment. Ivy's childhood was marred by trauma. She witnessed her elder sister's death, an event that left an indelible mark on her psyche. Her father, however, was unsympathetic. When her mother attempted to seek professional help, Ivy's father forbade the therapist from returning, dismissing Ivy's struggles as mere nightmares.

I can't believe her daughter is Ivy, and Ivy's daughter is with my mom. This all makes no sense!!! "Crazy woman! How dare you do this to me! How dare you take away my daughter from me!" Ivy cried, wanting to jump on my mother, but I stopped her. I have a stomach ache, but still. Nobody bothered my mother. "Fool, don't you dare lay your filthy hands on my mother!" I said with a hard look on my face towards her. "I won't accept you just because you gave birth to me. Come to think of it, do you want me… Sophia Censatio to accept you after all you've done? I will never accept you as my real mother. You let me suffer, just like my mother's life. You allowed your so-called daughter to ruin my life

I warned her and made to turn back to watch the fight when she asked "And who the hell do you think you are that the great witch Maya cannot fight against huh?" I had a slick smile ony face when I turned to face her again "You know who I am but since you want to act like you don't know me, I will introduce myself to you once again. My name is Ivy, daughter of sheriff David and his wife Rose. I am the hybrid that exists during this time and age as it is difficult to find one and if your little brain does not understand what that means it means I am both of a werewolf and a witch descent so it doesn't go to say that you, a mere witch can never defeat me if we got into a fight because I know al

In the end, Hazel Estelle Ricci Sinclair, the first daughter of Ruso Ricci Sinclair, the most affluent and revered International Crime family in Evercrest City was now waiting tables at a hotel lounge a few kilometers away from home in Crestmont City. “I knew you'd like him.” Ivy seeing the duo lost in each other's eyes exclaimed with excitement. Hot tears quickly filled her eyes hearing her daughter's voice. She thought her daughter had been through a lot born to a single mom whose only living parent abandoned as soon as she became a stain to the family name. “Ivy, let's leave from here!” She said, dragging Ivy who wasn't ready to leave. “Mom, we can't leave Daddy behind!” Ivy cried loudly,

In the prison of the council, Levy was still hanging by the chains. The pain which was inflicted on her skin did not let her breathe while the places which were whipped by the whip laced with poison of ivy made her cough out blood once in a while. Her skin was burning and she knew that she was having a fever because of the poison of ivy touching her skin. For witches and wizards, the poison of ivy was like a bane which could kill them if they even took a sip of it, and touching it was similar to humans holding mercury with their bare hands, only then times worse.

But the rustle of her crawls alerted the monsters outside. “Hera!” hissed Ivy, glaring at her tear-stricken daughter who glared back with a much worst ferocity. She wished for lightning to strike and put an end to her evil of a mother. How could she sell her daughters like this? Did she have no shame? Had she lost her marbles? “Hera,” warned Ivy, “keep your toes to yourself!” “You’re not my mother!” she said with much contempt, her voice ringing in the silence. “You’re a monster.”

" He directed his lecherous glance at her, which she disregarded. Yes, she was surprised at the discovery. She was not aware the man knew the identity of poison ivy. With his intent gaze directed at her, the man sneered while arrogantly waiting for her response. "Poison Ivy has been making poisons since a child. She may appear innocent, yet she is incredibly deadly when dealing with chemicals. Only she could create biochemical weapons capable to destroy mankind" he willingly explained, noting her curiosity. "Her grandfather had taught her well and at her age now, she is indomitable. She could create the most lethal poison known to man" he arrogantly bragged.

“You don’t have to accept a father daughter relationship overnight. You don’t have to call him anything. You don’t have to forgive him. Just… meet him. Let him see you. Let yourself see him.” Ivy closed her eyes. Images flickered through her mind. A man raising his voice. A door slamming. A child learning to disappear. Her chest tightened again, but beneath the fear, there was something else. A fragile curiosity. A quiet, aching question she had never allowed herself to ask. What if it’s different? She opened her eyes and looked at Riley. “I don’t know how to be a daughter,” she said honestly. Riley’s smile trembled. “Then don’t be. Just be Ivy. That’s enough.”

The white robe striking against her skin. “I have heard that you also appreciate dance.” She says plainly, her smile betraying her cutting remark. “I do as is demanded of me by my Alpha, your grace.” I reply, tiring of this conversation. “What is your name?” She asks. “Ceres.” I reply. “Ah, the Goddess of the harvest and motherhood. I was told you were of the Harvest Moon pack. Generally, only Alphas name their daughters after the ancient Gods and Goddesses. Are you not a lady’s maid?” She questions.

His hand rested on my thigh but not in a sexual way and the other was under his chin, waiting. “It is known that Ivory is not our biological daughter.” Dad started. Mom started fidgeting with her hands. Something she only does when nervous. “We found her in the forest, wrapped in a white silk blanket with a dove sewn into it. She had that necklace around her neck and it said Ivory, so we assume that was her name. Obviously, we picked her up and brought her home with the intention of finding her biological family. That night, Sabrina and Althea visited us in our dreams. The Moon Goddess and Mother Nature herself. They didn’t tell us why, but they told us that Ivory was their daughter and they