Randal Ivory Fanart Novels & Stories

At his voice the room lit up, Ivory was chained to the bed with fancy handcuffs, as her red hair was let down, she was only in a lingerie that covered very little, so his eyes were free to roam her body The room was covered in weird paintings, paintings of naked girls being chained to the wall, or men holding a whip, girls being on top of men as they looked at each other with nothing but lust, each painting had its own illustration. The room was covered in whips and chains, neck ties, sex toys…. everything he needed That did it, he immediately held her neck as she gave him a sly smile “I won't give it anyother way”

It wasn’t just them but Adron was with them. “We meet again.” He said looking straight at Ivory. My men prepared to attack. “Hold.” I said stepping forward. “What do you want, Adron?” “My niece.” Shit, I can’t keep this from my pack anymore. I felt the shift in the air. Ivory was ready to fight. Looking down, her eyes were glowing a brilliant shade of white with hints of blue, pink, purples, and green. My men tried to stand in front of her, but she wasn’t having it. Instead, I slipped my arm around her, pulling you against me.

Aefstine’s breath hitched and his hands trembled as Randal moved towards him. Randal was only in his undershirt, his black hair still wet from bathing. His eyes was full of adoration a few minutes ago, but now… it was mixed with desire. Randal stopped in front of him while he slowly put his pen and paper aside. For a moment, they were just staring in silence, there was nothing but the flow of the river nearby. And their breathing… their pounding heartbeats.

“What are you doing in here?” “The name’s Ran. Randell Caine to be exact.” His voice was a deep purr, and Ivory found she responded to it instantly. “I’m taking stock of my new charge. We’ll start work on you in the morning. You’ve a few hours before we begin.” “Begin what? Your charge? I don’t understand.” She wasn’t sure when the lights were turned off or even how they were turned on and off. Ivory hadn’t looked for a switch, nor did she remember turning off the light.