Ranfren Randal Ivory Novels & Stories

Randall rubbed at his chin and told him to take them to the plastic sheet-covered room. "I have the urge to shred flesh," he answered sourly. Ivan's cell phone began to ring and as he looked at it he said, "It is Felix." Opening his eyes wide Randall waved his hand for Ivan to inform him of what was being said. Pressing the end button on the call Ivan hissed.

“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.

Lazar is glaring at the bonfire, refusing to look at Randal who is feeding sticks into the fire. I’m guessing it’s been a couple of hours since the other half of the Blood Takers went to get a new tire. “All right. I’ll start,” Randal says. “I’m originally from Red River. My parents worked at the castle. Dad was a guard and mom worked as a maid. They were nervous about having a human child around so many vampires, but that was a pretty safe group of vampires to be around, compared to others.”

the gray beard man ordered his men. "Who are you to think I would let them take me?" "Call me Raphael" he said smiling broadly. "Too bad Raphael, I didn't come this far to have myself go with you" She spat and got up. His men tried to grab her but she swiftly pushed them off kicking then straight in their cheek bones. She yanked one of them and in an instant she had torn his spinal cord out of his body. "I see you are no ordinary lady" The man said "what are you?"

"Gardiel, your ownership of the ivory has expired. Otherwise, I would be happy to make you lose all your chips at the card table." Gadriel clenched his fist. Who is Ivory? She is the unloved eldest daughter of the Remington family. She is illiterate and was forced to drop out of school because of her foolishness in failing the final exam. However, when he was about to investigate her, he discovered that the man behind her was incredibly powerful. Who would fall in love with a woman as dull as Ivory? Just then, his work assistant walked in. "Sir, our latest sales survey report for this year is now available," Ezikiel announced as he entered the room.

Ivory explained to Byron while taking a sip of her drink. "I see," Byron nodded, extending his hand to Ivory. "Well, I'm Byron Santos. I'm a friend of your friend's boyfriend." "Ivory Arias," Ivory introduced herself simply, shaking hands with Byron. Then, I was surprised when Ivory suddenly turned to Ramil. "And you?" "Huh?" Ramil asked in surprise, but then he smiled at Ivory and extended his hand to formally introduce himself. "I'm Ramil Buenavista." Ivory accepted it seriously and shook hands with him, then asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

So, right now her mother wasn’t available as healers and other staff tried to pick her brain for any drop of knowledge that might help them with a problem or case they had. Once Ivory was sure they were out of earshot of the others, she rounded on Ebony. “Okay, I don’t think you did anything other than try to be a good she-wolf who’s independent, trained, and willing to share in the work and risks we encounter in life. Franco, however, I don’t think he realizes he’s not being truthful to himself or anyone else. I don’t know if it’s his fault or not.” “What in the natural order of things are you talking about, Ivory? Do you hear yourself? You’re making no sense at all. Explain yourself.”