Randal Ivory Novels & Stories

Following the movement of his hands unbuttoning his pants, my eyes landed on his defined V muscles. His hands stopped after they unbuttoned his pants and flipped the two zippers apart. The lack of movement caused me to look up into his eyes. He seemed to be frozen in place until we both vibrated from the growl coming from Lex. I snapped my mouth closed and stayed with my back to Lex. “Let’s go, now.” Lex said before stripping and shifting. Randolph glanced back at me one more time before I turned around. I turned back around expecting them both to be gone when Randy’s beautiful sandy colored wolf took a step towards me and rubbed his head into my hand then leg.

He picked it up and quickly ran out of the room, Ivory kissed me one last time before deciding to wave me goodbye and let me go. “Sleep okay? You look exhausted.” I said to her, I pecked her one last time before I walked out of the door, I swear I’m going to miss her a lot, now I’m gonna be stuck with that rude and annoying mate of mine. Well, I walked down the stairs to find her and Raven laughing about something. “I honestly think I can pull her,” Raven said, no one needed to clarify to me that he was speaking about another famous human. My brother happens to be a famous model and business tycoon, every human lady thinks of him to be hot and sexy, which I clearly can’t see.

"Mr. Randall, I've been robbed!" Randall remained unmoved. "I can't help you." "Could you do me a favor and take me to the hospital? It's very close, just right there!" "Sorry, I can't leave my wife at the moment." Rowena, initially savoring the scene with a third bite of her ice cream, heard Randall using her as a shield and immediately shot him a disapproving look. Little did she expect that he would glare back and even reach out to snatch the ice cream from her hand.

This time for a higher price because Ivory is now a rare creature. Ivory looked up from behind the rock several times, circling her eyes, making sure there might be someone to help her. She waited for half an hour until her palms were as wrinkled as orange peels, but no one came. She heard the sound of clattering steps, but no one appeared in front of her. "I'm so hungry ...," Ivory moaned, clutching her stomach. She didn't know if she had turned into a mermaid-like Ivory was now; what could she eat?

No one believed in Randal, not even Randal himself. In my last life, I remember Randal going to break up the fight. Not only did he fail but his presence in Black Wolves made the rebels turn against the monarch. They plotted treason and started to invade the packs around them to build their strength. It was Koa who ended their rebellious streak, leaving Randal humiliated.

She looked for either Alfred or Natasha but she saw neither of them. ‘Ivory’ a voice yelled behind her, she turned around and saw Natasha waving; surprisingly she is seated with Alfred and some other people. She smiles then walks to them, she sees an extra chair beside Natasha so she sits on it. ‘Good morning my name is Ivory hemming I’m a water elemental, the ice type and also in my first year, I’m sure we’ve all being briefed on what we’re doing in Buklime mountain’ Ivory sais heading straight to business.

The seals condensed into a silver light that was around Randall's hands. Randall's hands were enveloped by the silver light, and a skeletal shape formed. His fingers started to look like claws. It was Randall's technique, the Tornado Claw! At that moment, Randall forgot everything else! He only had one thought in mind which was to kill the three-headed silver python and end the match!

"Sometimes when I see Jacob I just see River. They seriously look alike, like it's bad. I swear the only difference is the eye colour and that River was darker, he didn't have dreadlocks like me but most of my siblings did." "And Randall?" I persisted. Her gaze met mine once again. I sensed he was her favourite sibling. "Randall was my best friend, only a year older. He would be twenty-two next month. Randall was really strong and soft-hearted, he believed in true love. Randall would stare into the sky and say something deep, you know, he was that type of guy. Poetic." She blinked to swallow. "I miss him." "I'm sure I would've liked him," I tried to console.

A slim, fair man of medium height with gentle brown eyes. “It doesn’t matter to me... That sort of thing isn’t really important,” Randall had soothed when she sobbed out her shame and despair after that dreadful afternoon when she had almost ended up sharing Christophe’s bed. “Of course, I forgive you, my dear.” Randall and his family had moved next door when she was ten and he was fourteen. He had been the odd one out in his large, extrovert family. Quiet and unambitious, his greatest interest was… wildlife photography.

My uncle Randy Jones is a major general in Ivory City, and due to how close we are in age, we are very close and even play around with each other. "Okay, dad, I will leave all my travel arrangements to you then. I will go to Ivory City,” I said, smiling at my dad. "Okay, princess, leave everything to Daddy and have all the rest you need,” he answered, returning my smile.