Novels by Angel humphrey

Ivy laughed, tossing another chip into her mouth as she leaned back against the couch."You should've seen the look on her face when I told her I wanted her far away from me," Justin said, a smug grin tugging at his lips.It felt like a dream come true for Ivy. Kulture wouldn't have the chance to taunt her anymore, especially about dating Justin."You're not going back to her, right?" she asked, giving him a pointed look.Justin met her gaze, his expression serious. "Hell no," he said firmly.She couldn't help but smile at his response."Thank God, because I never liked her. You two didn't match at all," she admitted, shaking her head.Justin raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "You never told me that before," he said, reaching over to snatch the bag of chips from her hands.Ivy smirked, leaning back on the couch as she watched Justin pop a chip into his mouth."Would you have listened if I did?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.Justin paused, chewing slowly, then shrugged. "Probably not

“You should be thanking me, though,” Trevor said, his tone casual but smug.“Why should I? We took drugs, for goodness’ sake! What is wrong with you?” Ivy exclaimed, her eyes narrowing in anger.Trevor scoffed and took a step closer. Before she could react, his hand gripped her jaw gently but firmly, tilting her face up to his.“Little miss creep,” he murmured, his smirk widening, “you don’t get to shout at me after accepting my deal.”“Take back the deal,” she demanded, her voice trembling with frustration.But Trevor leaned in closer, his eyes boring into hers, the smirk never leaving his face. “It’s a deal,” he whispered.Ivy went silent, her breath hitching. The only sound in the room was the soft rhythm of their breathing as they stared at each other, a tense and unspoken energy building between them.Ivy’s heart pounded as Trevor’s smirk deepened, his face just inches from hers. The intensity of his gaze made her feel both angry and nervous. She clenched her fists by her sides,

Ivy sluggishly leaned her head onto Justin's shoulder, only to pull away with a sleepy laugh. "We should sneak home," she murmured, the words barely out before she started laughing, finding her own suggestion hilarious. Justin nodded, chuckling along, even though he couldn’t quite understand why everything felt so off.As Ivy tried to stand, her legs wobbled, and she slumped back into the chair, sending them both into fits of laughter. Watching her, Justin attempted to rise but stumbled, catching himself on the edge of the table before collapsing beside her, their laughter echoing through the cafeteria."Alright, one more try," she said, giggling as she reached for his hand. He grinned, clasping her hand as they both made another attempt, supporting each other like a couple of clumsy kids.Giggling like kids with a shared secret, Ivy and Justin managed to sneak out of the school gates, holding onto each other as they swayed with each step. The fresh air hit them, and they burst into a

Ivy stood outside Justin’s door, her heart racing as she tried to steady herself. It felt like she’d been staring at the door for hours, running through a hundred different ways to explain what had happened, but none of them seemed right.Finally, taking a deep breath, she opened the door. As she stepped inside, her gaze fell on Justin lying on the bed, his face scrunched up and squeezed against the pillow, his features contorted in a mixture of discomfort and exhaustion. His eyes were shut tight, and his brows were furrowed, deep lines etched across his forehead. His mouth was twisted, lips pursed, and his jaw clenched, giving him a pained expression. His body was sprawled across the bed, limbs splayed out in every direction, conveying a sense of utter relaxation and surrender. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light on his tense face, accentuating the tension in his muscles, and for a moment, she stood there, frozen, taking in the intimate vulnerability of the scene

Ivy carefully placed the plates on the dining table, setting everything perfectly, just like her mom liked it. Tonight, Emily was home, and that meant one of their rare family dinners. Ivy glanced around the table, noting the absence of Trevor and secretly hoping it would stay that way.As they all took their seats, Emily looked over to Justin. "Is he coming?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of exasperation.Justin shrugged, a slight frown tugging at his lips. "Wouldn’t expect him to show up at all," he replied, barely masking his irritation.But just as he spoke, Trevor sauntered into the dining area, wearing his usual smug grin. Ivy muttered under her breath, "Speak of the devil," and picked up her spoon, ready to dig in and ignore him completely.Before she could take her first bite, Emily gently placed her hand on Ivy’s wrist. "Let’s say grace," she reminded, nodding for everyone to put their spoons down.They all bowed their heads as Emily led a short prayer, each of them

Trevor’s gaze lingered on Ivy, his smirk deepening as he pushed off the doorframe and sauntered into the room. His presence filled the space instantly, bringing with it a weight Ivy had almost forgotten during his absence."Good to see you, Ivy," Trevor said, his voice smooth yet laced with mockery. He looked her up and down, that familiar spark of mischief in his eyes. "Still playing sidekick to my dear brother, I see.""Leave her alone, Trevor," Justin warned, his tone cold and clipped as he stepped slightly in front of Ivy, instinctively shielding her.But Trevor only laughed, clearly amused. "Relax, Justin. I'm just making conversation," he said with a shrug, although Ivy knew better. She could already feel the heat rising to her cheeks, her discomfort mounting under Trevor’s pointed stare."Well, go make it somewhere else," Justin replied, his voice hard. The tension between the brothers crackled in the air, a silent reminder of the rivalry that had only seemed to grow with ti