Novel & Cerita Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

"His name is Lucas Graham. Yes, Graham's first born son and as the rumour goes, he truly is notorious and poor." "What could a poor man with an overhead ego do to earn money for such jewellery?" She asked, putting the question on everyone's lips. "So you see, she can't possibly be telling the truth about that jewellery." "M-My goodness! Lucas? Who would marry such a man!" "The Graham's disowned him for a reason! It's because he's ill-mannered and a disgrace!" "Only birds of the same feather can flock together. She has to be just like her husband to be able to put up with him."

You gave me the guts to rewrite my story. I took the medal and certificate, the weight of it hitting like proof. The applause wouldn't quit. Giovanni's stare burned—stunned, almost worshipping. This was the wife he'd always wanted. Polished. Gorgeous. Every move flawless. The host waved to the wings. "And now, please welcome Ms. Bettini's daughter—Isabella—with flowers!" Bella ran out, arms full of sunflowers, bursting with energy. Giovanni's eyes lit up.

“For richer and for richer, till death do you part?” “I do” “Do you Vanessa Decruz accept to be the Queen along side your king?” “I do” “Do you Vanessa Decruz promise to serve the country and its citizen along side your king with diligence and utmost dedication?” “I do” “With the power vested in me as the officiating priest and the former king, I declare you Vanessa Decruz, which will be known henceforth as Vanessa Amaan, as the Wife of Richard Amaan and the Queen of the nation”

In the beautiful country of Rinovea, King Andriego and Queen Cleo reigned wonderfully in the past years. They made the country disciplined, yet beautiful. One day, they had a baby. A royal baby, and they named her, yes it's a girl, Ruthy.Ruthyelia Celeste Nobingale, princess of Rinovea.The country rejoiced with the new born baby, but is still worried for it is a princess. A princess shall need to be married to be able to step on the throne, and it one of the highest and strictest rule of the history of Royals in Rinovea.Will Ruthy accept her fate to be married even if it has to be an arranged marriage, for her country? Does she have the time to feel true love and have him as her King?

She was everything he didn't want his wife to be like. But who could defy when their souls were bound by threads of fate. She was insecure And he fueled it further She considered herself inferior to him And he used every chance to make it a belief. She had a beautiful delicate golden heart And he made sure to taint it black and crush it under his Gucci shoes. She was his not so beautiful wife And he made sure that nothing left of her could be ever considered beautiful. "I will taint every damn fibre of your body my dear Elle...every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you"

'Mmm hmm, this can work for now',she purred in his ears, sliding her cold palm in his rough ones as they eventually slid out of their vehicle, striding towards the lavishly decorated mansion. He has his bulky arms snaked around her slick waist protecting her or rather locking her body with his to abstain her from attempting to make an escape from the lethal charming poison, the dominant cruel billionaire prince otherwise known as her namesake husband who claims to own her body and soul, the one that desires to taint her but her purity is the one even his devils restrain to devour, even the monsters acknowledge the harrowing result of it. A sinner even loves the piousness to mean no harm to t

Crystal Vale stood in the corner of her husband's living room and watched the world forget she existed. The party roared around her crystal chandeliers, flowing champagne, guests draped in designer labels. The Vale mansion sprawled behind her like a small kingdom: forty rooms, a private theater, art worth more than most countries. And at the center sat Ethan Vale. Her husband. The man who hadn't looked at her once in their one year of marriage. He was devastating handsome. Blond hair, jaw carved from marble, blue eyes like arctic ice. This man could give Apollo a run for his money. Then again Ethan was a freaking billionaire.

The thought occurred to him then that the next day would be chaotic and that the Khralls might strike again with their monarch, who, as far as he knew, was only as old as the newly anointed eldest son of the late king because he was reportedly poisoned. Prince Dreksil lay beside her and turned on his side to avoid disturbing his wife's sleeping. She seemed unaware that her long night dress went up to her abdomen, revealing her body in all its glory. Memory hadn't done her justice. She lost weight due to sickness but was otherwise lovely.

I stayed silent, listening to the pain in his voice. "She was a Luna, the wife of an Alpha," he continued, his eyes staring at the floor. "But she didn't care for the crown or the rules. She slept around, Pauline. Even while she was married to my father, she opened her vagina for anyone. It didn't matter if it was a high-ranking official or the guards at the gate. She walked around this house with no undies on. The royal vagina was there for anyone to see and anyone to fuck. She had no shame." I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. I had seen Diana as a victim, a poor woman thrown out into the cold. I never imagined this.

The royalties of the kingdoms of Aseana also immediately mourned with all their servants. All the royalties are still in the room when the Queen Mother left. She goes to her Palace and go to the Secret Garden. She saw that the Secret Garden was full of Gardenia Plants. She picked as many as she can and brought it to my room. "This was my grandchild's favorite flower." She said as she placed it near me. Prince Raphael cried harder when he saw the flowers. He gets three and placed them in my chest. Accidentally, nectar of the Gardenia Flower fell in my lips when he lifted the vase near my head. He kissed me and whispered, "Hon I love you so much. I don't know how to face each day without you.