Harley Quinn Poison Ivy

Violet Greco just wanted her father to see her,Instead he sold her. So she did what she always does, she made plan. Aleksei Carmene accepted the arrangement to get his father off his back. The Greco daughter was a business decision. A name on a contract and nothing more. Two rival families. One political marriage arranged to end a war neither family started, She walks in with poison in her bouquet and an exit strategy. He walks in with a contract. Neither of them planned on the other being exactly what they needed.

Sweet girl hurt and sad, Trapped in her own mind, driving her mad. Solace in her exotic friends and treasured haven, Hope for something sweet, settle deep in her cravings. He watches lovingly with the help of a friend, In hopes to put her poison life to an end. A story told full of passion and life, Ending in a dance with a knife and a wife. There's more to meet the eye. A journey she doesn't have to face alone. Whether its in her head or a forever present being in her life, Raelynn will get through it.

I started calling my brother "Mr. Quinn" and my childhood friend "Mr. Webb". They frown and ask why I'm being so formal with them. I smile faintly in response. "Because I think you would rather be associated with Vanessa Quinn." They scold me for being unreasonable. "Vanessa is about to marry a man in a coma for you, and her whole life will be ruined. The only reason we treat her so well is because you owe her." But what they don't know is that the one marrying a man in a coma this time isn't Vanessa. It's me—Willow Quinn.

“I’ve never met a girl I so badly wanted to hate, but at the same time claim all to myself. You may have two other mates, but I’ll make sure to be the first to mark you.” Alessandra Noone didn’t come to Lakewood Elite looking for love. She came to survive. Just a scholarship girl trying to stay invisible long enough to build a life worth living. She almost managed it. Then came Gavin, whose cold stare follows her like he already knows her. Then Luca, golden and relentless, who looked at her like no one else in the room existed. Then Harley, the one she prayed she’d never see again. The son of the Alpha who destroyed her family. Her third mate. The bond doesn’t care about history. It doesn’t care that she has every reason to say no. Three Alphas. Three marks. One girl who refuses to let fate decide for her. The only question is whether rejecting them is still possible… Or whether she’s already too far gone.

The sweat dripping from her body crammed my nose and her earthy smell almost smothered me to my seat. I longed to touch her, to feel her skin, to know the secrets that lay within. I had never perceived her type of pheromones in my entire life. It was fresh, raw, and natural, and had a different kind of flavor. I could almost taste it on my lips. But she held a wolfsbane dagger ready to poison and slay me. I didn't even know her, or what pack she was from.

Synopsis Ava: My sister Ivy was supposed to marry Dante Rossi. Heir to a billion-dollar empire. Cold, heartless, cruel, and terrifyingly perfect. He was perfect, she was perfect. Together, they were everything. But then the accident happened. Ivy died. I survived. And somehow, I became the one expected to take her place. Forced into a marriage with a man who won’t even look at me without resentment in his eyes, a man who promised to make my life hell for living. Abandoned by my family, and blamed for an accident I can’t even remember.  I was alone from the very beginning. Dante disappeared the morning after our wedding. After a night that made me believe that he saw me. Weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. And he was gone. ----- Dante: I never meant to come back for her. But I never stopped wanting her either. Right from the beginning, I learned to chase what I didn't want to protect what I wanted, because wanting something made it a target. ***** Three years later, Dante returns to the city with an aim, but the first thing he sees is a child that looks just like him. Can a marriage built on loss and blame ever become something more? Most importantly, Was Ava ever just a substitute… or a choice? There’s only one way to find out.

Neriah was framed for sleeping with a rogue on the day she was to be crowned the Luna of her pack. She lost her position, her mate and her baby to her stepsister, who wanted everything she had then got demoted to an omega. Neriah ran to the North, only to fall into a poison trap meant for rogues. She was rescued by Jasper Storm, a powerful Alpha who mistook her for his Luna who was kidnapped. How will she survive an alpha who doesn't want her, but refuses to let her go and an ex who would do anything to have her back.

Jenna Radcliff made the mistake of loving a scumbag for twenty years and ended up miserable and with a broken family. With her life utterly ruined, Quinn Forester, who had been similarly schemed against that night, appeared with an offer: Marry him, and revenge would be a piece of cake. Without thinking much of it, Jenna decided to join forces with him, only to discover she had landed in the sights of an even more troublesome personage. Once she had gotten her revenge, would it not be time for a divorce? Little did she know that in Mr. Forester’s dictionary, there was no such thing as divorce— only widowhood!

He Rejected Marking Ceremony, I Upgraded Mate The very first thing I decided to do after being reborn was to reject the marking ceremony with my Alpha mate Ethan. In my previous life, when Ethan tried to postpone our ceremony for the thirty-second time, I threatened him with the sacred laws of the Moon Goddess. Ethan eventually caved. To pacify my rage, he promised that nothing would interrupt us again. But that was the night his Omega mistress Ivy died. From that moment on, Ethan hated me with every fiber of his being. When I told him I was pregnant, he drowned me in the freezing North Sea. "You and that abomination in your belly deserve to die for her," he spat as he held my head under the water. I died in despair. But when I opened my eyes, I was back at the altar. Ethan looked impatient. "Selena, Ivy says her chest hurts.. We need to postpone the mark again." He expected me to beg. Instead, I unclasped the ceremonial collar and threw it in his face. "Go to her. I quit." Ethan sneered, "Stop acting. Without my scent, you’ll be back crawling on your knees in a week." He didn't know that an hour later, I was knocking on the door of his mortal enemy—Damon, the Tyrant of the North. When I posted a photo of the Winterborn Alpha’s ring on my finger with the caption "Upgrade my mate," Ethan went mad…

I was in a relationship with Quinn Lucas for five years and thought I had touched her with my sincerity. That night, I got a phone call from her when I was preparing to propose to her. "Kyle, come to the hotel." Then, she sent me the address. When I arrived, she told me to buy contraceptives from the supermarket next door. I thought we were close to our happily ever after, so I was excited. When I knocked on the door of her room again, I saw a man, who took the contraceptives in my hand and thanked me. I froze in place...