LOGINGoing through hell for a year extra was never Ivy's plan and by hell she means high school. She knows she isn't that smart but she thought she is at least smart enough to graduate high school and get into a fairly decent college. Too bad she is disillusioned when she watches her mates receive their diploma while she has to repeat 12th grade. As if hell wasn't hot enough, it becomes hotter when a new, hot, mysterious 25 year old substitute teacher replaces their maths teacher that is missing. Not only does the teacher look like a walking sex god, he also has tattoos all over his arms…just the type of man she's crazy about. Everyone wonders how someone like him got a job as a teacher and deciding that she needs something exciting in her life other than the bullying she faces at school and the abuse she faces at home, she attempts to seduce him and find out everything she needs about him. She wasn't expecting him to respond to her pathetic attempt at seduction but shockingly, he does and he becomes madly obsessed with her. Suddenly, Ivy's life becomes much more complicated as she becomes entangled in a sea of dangerous mess. Can she pull herself out or will she helplessly drown?
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“Congratulations, Luna, you’re pregnant,” I blinked a few times after that announcement and took a few deep breaths, but nothing could quell the rush of emotions inside of me at that statement. Who would believe it? I had been feeling pretty sick for weeks now, and if Daniel hadn’t pushed me to do this, I probably wouldn’t be here right now, receiving the best news in my life. For three years since I had been married to Daniel, Alpha of the Dagger pack, he and I haven’t had a child in all those years. It wasn’t as if we never tried; it was just that we never could have them. Daniel always joked that maybe it wasn’t our time, but secretly I could see that he wanted a child just as much as I wanted one. “Luna, is everything alright?” The head doctor at the pack clinic asked to pull me out from my reverie, and I shook my head in the negative. “I’m fine,” I assured her. I was more than fine; I was happy. This news meant so many things, and the point at the top of the list was that I wasn’t barren and could actually have children. It also meant things between Daniel and me could get better than before, and we could become a real family. Before it was just two of us, but now we’d have a mini version of us running around, and hopefully before long, we would have another. “Just make sure you get lots of rest. I can’t overemphasize how important that is right now.” The doctor continued, and I was forced to keep my mind still and my thoughts centered on the present moment. “You have to be careful about what you eat; your diet matters now more than ever. Whatever you eat or drink, whatever goes into your body now affects your child more than anything, so you need to watch out. No alcohol, minimize the coffee…” As she made a list of pregnancy dos and don’ts, I zoned out again, but this time I was seeing what my future with Daniel would be like: a child of our own with us celebrating birthdays and major milestones. It was such a happy moment. “That would be all,” The doctor summarized just as I came back to the present again. She smiled as she saw the look on my face. “Don’t worry, you’ll love every moment of this experience. Remember not every day will be fun and heavenly, but I promise you it will all be worth it when you hold your baby in your arms.” I nodded and rose from my chair, trying to catch up with her as she made her way to the door. I didn’t doubt that the pregnancy would be challenging, but I also knew that I would cherish every minute of it. “Please send the Alpha my congratulations.” She told me as she waved me goodbye at the car park a few minutes later. I nodded and started the engine of the car, riding back to the pack house with so much joy and gladness in my heart. When I arrived back at the packhouse, my personal maid and closest friend, Layla, received me at the door. Seeing her brought back all the emotions I had been keeping at bay, and I hugged her, shocking and startling her. “Oh my, what happened? Are you okay?” I chuckled and pulled back, brushing back tears so I wouldn’t alarm her. “I am fine, Layla, and I just had the most wonderful idea.” Somehow, I had picked Daniel’s birthday as the day I got the news of my pregnancy; life couldn’t get more exciting than that, so what better way to break the news to him than to throw him a birthday party? Layla agreed with me, and immediately we got to planning. It wasn’t easy since it had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, but when I put my mind to something, I always saw it through. Once I had finished decorating his office, which I chose as a last-minute venue, I invited some of his friends and got to work on preparing all the food for the party. Layla insisted on doing it, but I was too excited to let her do it. I asked her to arrange for a small birthday cake instead, one that was shaped in the form of a baby. My request seemed odd to her, but she followed through and did as I had asked. I wanted so badly to scream my news from the top of the highest building, but I wanted Daniel to be the first one to know. Perhaps my baby cake would be a dead giveaway of the surprise, but at least he’d be the best to hear the actual thing from me. *** The party had started half an hour ago, but Daniel was still nowhere to be found. I had called and sent him tons of texts, but I got no answer back. I was sure they delivered, though, because of the double tick on each message, which made me wonder why he was ignoring me. Had he gotten so tired of waiting for me that he just moved on without telling me? As soon as the thought popped into my head, I pushed it back out, not wanting to harbor negative thoughts on such a happy day. Today all my dreams of being a mother have finally come true, so what more could I ask for? “Relax, Andra, he’ll be here soon.” I looked up as his best friend and one of my close friends, Elliot, walked up to me and handed me a glass of wine. I started to shake my head to reject the glass when I realized no one except me knew about the baby, and then I collected it. big mistake because I wasn’t supposed to be drinking because of the baby. I collected it for show in the beginning, but after holding it for a while as I waited for my husband to call me or show up to his own surprise party, I took sips from the glass. “You have a new message,” Layla told me, handing me my phone back. She had seized it when she noticed I had been fussing over it as a mother would do over her child as I waited for Daniel to text me back. “It must be him,” she assured me, and I nodded, unlocking my phone, my heart filled with hope. I wished I hadn’t opened the message, though, because what greeted me left me shattered and sent my heart crashing into the pit of my stomach. “Andra, are you okay? Say something; you’re scaring me.” Lyla requested.CHAPTER FOUR | HOTTER HELLIVY KING It wasn't a dream. I am not kidding, it really was not a sweet dream. I didn't accept the fact that I am and was wide awake when everything went down until someone hit me pretty hard on the head and said, “Sup, Poison. How many lives did you ruin over the weekend with your ugly face?" I was so tempted to say that the only life I ruined is mine and it wasn't during the weekend but this fucking morning but I just kept shut and pulled my hood over my head. I still haven't figured out who my mystery guy is. I have been thinking about him since the time I met him and I haven't been able to concentrate on anything being taught in class. He looks too old to be a student but also looks way too young to be a teacher. I don't think he is more than 21 years of age. I think he is likely going to be the elder brother of one of the students of this school. If there's anyone he could possibly be related to, it would definitely be Ava Walker. The girl is fuc
CHAPTER THREE | MYSTERY MAN IVY KING A man walks inside the classroom and I find myself unconsciously taking back what I said about him being a brainless pencil that has never seen a door in his life and doesn't know how to use one. He sure as hell has seen a lot of doors…I am almost sure he has seen more doors to have the full experience of the inside of females than I have seen doors in my life. He probably has the key to make any lady open the door– their thighs, so that he can enter their house. I stopped my thoughts from going further because I'm in an educational establishment. Mr mysterious man is so fucking hot. As in hot hot! Ice cream weather hot. The kind where you would eagerly lick every single drop. I didn't know it is humanly possible for anyone to look this hot until I saw the man I am looking at. I thought looks like this were specially reserved for angels, gods, and goddesses. Maybe his father is a god that fell in love with a human and they gave birth to him.
CHAPTER TWO | POISON IVY IVY KING After my speech of random meaningless words, the whole cafeteria went unusually silent. The sound of a pin dropping would have been clearly heard with how silent it was. The girl from earlier, Victoria, suddenly stood up and yelled. “The chick is a fucking freak. She called herself poison Ivy earlier." That was how I got the nickname ‘Poison Ivy.' Apparently, my presence and existence in this world irritates people and everyone needs to stay away from me. I was hoping the nickname would die down after a while but it never did. Even till this day, a lot of students and even some stupid teachers call me poison Ivy. The nickname was passed from grade to grade and it sure as hell stuck…just like the bullying. That incident was also the beginning of my bullying. Like I guessed, the guy that asked me on a date, Brian Copper, was a senior and also the quarterback in the school's soccer team. He was every girl's dream boyfriend and from the rumours I m
CHAPTER ONE | I AM A RACCOON IVY KING F! A big fat fucking F written in sticky red on the front of my Chemistry paper. I internally groan as I check it again, hoping and praying that it would magically switch to an A. Hell, I wouldn't even mind if it changes to a D or C, as long as it is no longer the grade I'm staring at right now. We were given our Chemistry results yesterday and honestly, my delulu self was expecting an A or B. I really tried my best to get good grades but it seems that the harder I try, the more I fail. I am starting to slowly believe in magic, dark magic to be precise because how else would anyone explain what the fuck is wrong with me? I don't think I am dumb but somehow, even the supposedly dumbest person in my school manages to get better grades than I do…even if it's just a mark higher than mine. Whenever I remember the fact that everyone I know graduated last year, I want to hit my head on the wall so hard that my head would split open and I can take m
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