Novels by Author Jay

IVY’S POVAfter the battle between the evil forces and us, we were able to win. The death of Luna Matilda, The heart eater and Warlock with the likes of Taika was a great deal to achieve. It was more like washing the l region from bad forces and energy. With the help of our alliance, we were able to pull it off. I am seated on the bed now, gawking at the roof. My gaze is firm and strong. There are various thoughts flying in my head but the most prominent one is thag I am finally with my Mate. I never saw it coming but truly we being together strehghtened us both. I could do things I never thought I could and miraculously, the scar ok my face also faded away as soon as Luna Matilda died and we won the battle. Right now I still can’t figure out what connection she had with my scar but then I don’t care. I am only grateful to the moon goddess for making it possible to happen. I raise my hand and gently drop it on my face , feeling where the scar was before but it’s just so smooth. A ch

IVY’S POV" What is it?" I inquired. He hesitated in responding, but just used his pinky finger to move around on my neck."You Will be having dinner with your beloved at his place overmorrow" he whispered in my earsMy eyes widened hearing that the person I was looking for had just been found. My visage switched up immediately. " Are you serious? Are you very sure about this?" I inquired rapidly." Yeah, Adrian is the Alpha of the Dark moon park and the most strongest pack in the whole of Waterise." She confirmed. On hearing this my heart ceased beating for a second. Maybe it stopped because I realized that I had drawn close to my task or better still I was scared wondering how I was gonna achieve it."Why are you asking, do you know him?" Zelda asked. I licked my lips tensely" Not really," I replied. Stressed my whole head to think of a way to make her take me to him. Surely she wasn't just gonna take me to the house stating that I was her friend. How was I gonna make her take me

IVY’S POV I drew closer to get a hearing of what he was saying." Ummm I umm wanted to umm", I stammered. He stared at me and winced." She wanted to use the restroom, ''Harry Locke snapped from behind me. I turned slightly and picked at him. He smirked and winked. I grimmed but then nodded my head to affirm it because I had no other escape route out of the tigt zone. seeing Harry Locke's face grossed me out and I just wanted to waltz out of the restaurant before Brad barricaded me with himself."Oh okay" Brad said and tilted to the right side, giving a lane for me to walk."Please do not keep your prince charming waiting." He said whilst I walked. I stopped when he started talking, but stride away after his talk. I headed to the restroom despite not being pressed. I got to the restroom and slammed the door so rigorously after me. ", Ahhhhhhhh"I screamed so loud and stared at one of the mirrors on display. I teared up and it ruined my mascara. I bowed my head down and raised it up.

IVY’S POVASHER turned around and had a smile on his face while I hid behind a pillar. I wanted to confront him but then I had to rethink because that would jeopardize the whole situation. He placed the phone back in his pocket and walked away, headed to the training chamber. I waited for a while before I jumped out of hiding. I stood for a while still pondering on who he was talking to and what for. Luckily, I was able to get a few words for the conversation, which was the name "Ace".He constantly called the name and clearly it depicts that it was the person on the other hand."Alina" I heard a call which came from behind. I shivered before I swiftly turned, and guess who I saw. It was Harry Locke, gazing at me with a pale countenance. Fuck, My eyes widened and i couldn't even move a muscle then. He said nothing afterwards but then started advancing slowly, picking a step sluggishly a a time." What- what is it?" i stuttered but then he said nothing. I pushed backwards as he advanc

IVY’S POV"Enough!!!!!" Brad roared with a very loud voice and turned to face everyoneBrad stared at the both of us sternly while at the door, but at me specifically. I wondered what he was going to do now he heard all the disgusting stuff I said about him. I wasn't really troubled anymore, because I really needed to pour out my heart and all I said was just the truth and nothing more. At that point I gave no damn what he was going to do and even if he wanted to kill me I didn't care. The rage In his eyes could've rain down fire and brimstone. He started walking towards the both of us. I could feel his every stride bounce in my heart. My fingers were tightly pressed to each other. Yeah I didn't care if he would kill me but then the process of it, I really dreaded. " Talk"He bawled and my body shook at his utterance. I raised my head up and my eyes locked with his. He seemed like a burning dragon which had fire in his mouth, and was ready to pour it out as soon as his jaw pulled do

IVY’S POV" Ahhhhh" he screamed. I was shocked to see that Carl just struck him with something sharp on his pack. It pierced to the other side which was his chest. Blood gushed out his mouth whike my jaw dropped whilst I stared shattered." Yes, Carl sent this lying son of a bitch to pull off this shit for him. He has been lying to you all this while that he cares about your victory over Adrian and his pack, but the truth is that he has his personal interest."I said and shook my head in disgust. Brad was confused and stared at Carl who frowned"What the fuck are you talking about Alina? I didn't even know this Harry dude before I saw him here. You yourself introduced me to Him Brad is it not?" He bawled with a hoarse voice. I glared at him and shook my head, seeing how good he was a liar." That's true Alina, I was the one who introduced him to Harry, '' Brad said. The rest in the room were more confused. Gonzalo, Macbeth and Brion stared in disbelief. I walked up to Brad and took a s

MARIA My heart pounded heavily as I stared at the package given to me by Dante. It was a red box, and as I collected it with shaky hands, my eyes locked with Dante’s beautifully darkened eyes. Terrified as I was staring at him, there was something about his eyes that I could not resist.“Open it,” Dante growled, his voice booming in my ears and head, making me jerk for a minute. I gulped down saliva as I slowly lowered my gaze to the red box. I rubbed my fingers on the edges of the box, my heart pounding rapidly. What could be in the box, I thought? Was it the tools he was going to use to harm me? My head began to feel heavy, as if it wanted to fall off my neck.“Please, Dante…” I lifted my eyes to beg, but Dante’s stare silenced my plea without a word from him. His eyes were like a burning furnace that held a number of souls captive, commanding authority with their intensity.I lowered my gaze back at the box once more and slowly opened it, my hands trembling. My mind raced with tho

MARIA “Here’s your drink,” a maid pushed a cup of juice in front of me abruptly.I turned toward her, eyebrows furrowed. “A drink? I didn’t ask for anything,” I said, shaking my head slowly and shrugging.“Take your drink,” the young woman with dark hair and a scowl, a mole close to her nose, snapped.I couldn’t fathom her hostile demeanor and sharp tone.“Okay, thank you,” I managed a strained smile.She huffed and made a face as she walked away. I held the juice, watching her until she left the room. Looking back at the cup filled with Mango juice, I felt uneasy. My heart raced, and my eyes broadened at the thought that Dante might have sent it. Quickly, I placed it on the balcony chair beside me. My heart fluttered in my chest, rising to my throat before sinking back to my stomach.Since that odd breakfast with Dante, where he had fed me despite my discomfort with deadly words, I’d felt unsettled. I wondered about his intentions, what he might have planned. I paced the balcony, cl

MARIA While sitting on the bed, fear clutched me, uncertainty about what lay ahead seized my thoughts. Tears welled up, blurring my vision as I clasped my hands, haunted by the grotesque memories, the painful echoes of repeated violation. The room seemed to shrink, suffocating me with its walls. Dante’s departure left an ominous imprint, his eyes burning with a mix of pain and anger, a terrifying sight etched in my mind.Summoning courage, I rose from the bed, yet my legs faltered, a lingering dizziness refusing to dissipate. Shuffling to the closet where I stored my bag, I retrieved my Franciscan Crown Rosary. Kissing its familiar beads, I returned to the bed, sinking to my knees, hands entwined, shutting out the world. Amidst the emptiness and agony, I felt cursed, as if destiny conspired against me, burdening me with misfortune. Doubts about God’s protection gnawed at me; the weight of this ordeal felt unbearable, contradicting the promise of divine shelter.Tears streamed down, a

I groaned, my eyes slowly fluttering open. Startled, it felt as if I were facing a ghost. With a gentle moan, I whispered, “Dante,” my voice tinged with shock.Dante remained composed, his countenance void of emotion, while I struggled to piece together the events preceding this moment. Closing my eyes briefly, my head throbbed mercilessly. It flashed in my mind: the last memory—breakfast interrupted by sudden, searing pain and the onset of bleeding.Shifting my gaze away from Dante, I surveyed the room, a paradox of brightness and darkness. It dawned on me—I was in my own room.“What happened?” My voice trembled, the awkwardness of the situation magnified by Dante’s unsettling presence. His face, once pale and distant, now flushed slightly, his eyes darkening. My heart raced, my head ached.“Maria,” Dante’s voice, a gentle growl, softened the hardened frown. He drew closer, and with each step, a surge of anxiety coursed through me.Swallowing hard, I winced in pain as Dante abruptly

MARIA“What… what are you doing?” I stuttered, goosebumps prickling my skin. Pietro loomed so close that his breath brushed my neck.I swiftly reached for the light switch, even though sweat clung to my body. His bright eyes darkened with a sly smirk as the room flooded with light.“Are you scared?” Pietro asked with a playful smile, and I clung to the bed, my heart pounding and eyes narrowed.“Anyways, I only came to say hi to the new bride. Didn’t mean to scare you,” Pietro said as he cupped my face with his right hand. I stared at his hand, feeling bewildered.I couldn’t speak; my heart raced, and Pietro’s eyes revealed nothing.“Welcome, sister-in-law. I’ll take my leave now,” Pietro nodded and rose from the bed. He appeared tall and confident, much like Dante, yet something was different about him that I couldn’t quite grasp.My jaw, already dropped, remained that way as I watched him leave the room. I wanted to ask if he remembered our encounter at the mall weeks ago, but the wo

DANTEMarriage was never on my radar; I viewed it as a potential distraction and a vulnerability for enemies. I saw it as a fucking cage. However, circumstances forced my hand, compelling me to secure my position as the needed Capo of the outfit. Every move in the outfit was strategic, including my marriage to Salvatore’s naive daughter.Her beauty, strikingly different from her father’s, intrigued me. It was even more enticing that she was naive, and I was told she was a virgin. This fact sealed the deal when Father presented it to me. The idea of marrying a woman untouched by another man resonated with me deeply.Meeting her for the first time, I noticed the fear in her eyes, and strangely, it pleased me. The chaos of the wedding faded, leaving us alone in the room. Her presence, adorned in lingerie, stirred a rare arousal in me. I usually maintained control, but there was something about her that broke through my defenses.The room hung with anticipation as she lay on the bed, avoi