Summary Of The Book One And Only Ivan Novels & Stories

I didn’t need to glance at him to know that Caden was glaring back. “Glad to see you didn’t burn down the place before I─” I pulled up short, eyes zeroing on the book in Ivan’s hand. “What is that?” I asked, my voice a tad higher pitched than usual. To my indignation, he didn’t answer, only turned the next place. “Is that my diary? You can’t just read it! Give it back!” I shrilled lunging for it. Unfortunately, he was much faster, swirling away and holding the book higher up, his eyes still trained raptly on the words.

“I thought it would be the payday that would set me up for life, but I was wrong. I was wrong about my setup, that is.” “I had been watching a house that held a lot of expensive items. I went in one night, expecting it to be a quick grab, but I didn’t make it out. I had no idea it was a vampire I was robbing; I didn’t even know they existed.” Ivan sighs and shifts in his seat. “He bit me and made me like him. He also took me under his wing and taught me everything he knew. He ran a less than reputable business: buying and selling anything, including people. I helped with his business and climbed the ranks. I ended up ending his life because I wanted it all to myself. I kept the business runn

Tension crackled in the air like the prelude to a storm. I remained tucked against Ian, doing my absolute best to minimize my presence. When gods fought, mortals suffered. I was only an innocent, fragile, and extremely food-motivated cat. All I wanted was my 880 grand. "Interesting," Ivan suddenly said with a smile. He ignored Ian entirely and looked straight at me. "Miss, we'll be seeing each other again." With that, he turned around and strode out. The door slammed shut behind him. The world seemed to have gone silent.

Since Emma said she wanted to sleep, Ivan left her room, just as he had told her one thing before he left. He said he had never loved a woman before, but from now on, he wants to have a girl by his side. Those things that entered Emma's ears became another concept. She thinks that he has been single for too long, so in the future, he wants her to teach him how to love a woman… After leaving the room, Ivan carefully closed the door and went upstairs. A floor just for him. He opened the door to the room. The room was pitch black. The yellow light was on. Make what is in the room gradually appear before his eyes.

Fucking Ivan. I’d known him for years. The bastard rose through the Bratva ranks carving a path of bodies and broken deals. Ruthless didn’t even begin to cover it. He’d burned entire warehouses just to send a message, slit throats over minor insults, and once fed a man his own fingers for touching one of his shipments. Ivan was a cold, calculative bastard, and always smiling while he did it. But what really fueled the fire between us was simpler: Ivan had made it his personal mission to take whatever belonged to me.

I'm a little confused by my own question, which the castle owner should be asking. “Are you the owner of this castle? How come I never saw your whereabouts? Why are all those curtains hanging wide all over the castle? Why is this castle so dark? Why is the room temperature here so humid?” I kept asking him without stopping, I saw him take the book out of his hands and look at me with a very cold gaze, his dark eyelids, the cold line of his face, his thick and firm eyebrows, his pointed nose, red lips and very pale skin. and his hair that slightly covered his handsome face made my heart beat really fast. The handsome man walked up to me, he covered my mouth with his cold finger when it touche

Ivan would have just ruined his day. When he got accepted to Princeton, he knew he would have to make a new bargain with Ivan. He never thought his father would want to betray his oldest friend. Ivan asked him to kill Vanya because he had started to doubt Vanya's loyalty. Damien pretended to go along with it (he believed Ivan had finally lost it), but he secretly set up an ambush with Bratislav Petrosyan while his father was in one of his hostess clubs. The two factions fought and Ivan barely escaped with his life, while Petrosyan croaked. Most of Ivan's loyal crew died, but Vanya was spared because Damien warned him that he could no longer trust Ivan. Ivan died in the hospital three days la

"Well, we never had any idea about you and Bram." "Because that's what he wanted. Everything was on his terms, I was a secret, he made everything seem more exciting, more important because it was a secret between us." As I spoke Ivan’s eyes focused narrowly on me, absorbing all my words intently, I took a deep breath and carried on. "He used to say that he needed me, I was the only one who could help and I did it. Ivan, I was so caught up in his promises and ideas that I killed a girl for him!"

Every time I thought of her, I imagined the future I had with her, and it was fucking beautiful. She meant so much to me, and I knew she felt the same way about me, so why was she behaving like this? “I sent some men to California last week,” Ivan suddenly announced. I raised an eyebrow and turned to him. Ivan had a very good temper, and there were very few people that could piss him off to the point that he would track them down. But once he did, he never stopped until he caught them. “Why?”

I picked up the book I was reading and drowned out all other noises. The book I was reading had the enemies to lovers trope and so far, it was really interesting. The male lead was just as mean as Ivan but the female lead was starting to like him. There was hope for Melanie and Ivan. The main work was however Ivan's responsibility. The female lead only started to like the male lead when he started showing her kindness. I had to tell Ivan to change his attitude during our meeting tomorrow. A strangled scream reverberating around the house had me sitting up and cursing.