Poison Ivy 2 Full Movie Novels & Stories

SYNOPSIS Katherine Thawne grew up the hard way, life in the streets had never been fun. Her already hard life gets complicated when she gets tangled up with the Leader of the Italian Mafia, the most respected and feared man all over the world. Katherine Thawne is set to live a new life. A life has the Mafia's slave. Well...till her debt was cleared!

Octavia Mondragon had never thought that the Stone-hearted Monster would ever succumb to her wishes. She had never thought a life with him would be so amazing, but getting a glimpse of that life...She wanted it to last for eternity! She would be his model and he would be hers whether he liked it or not!

Meet the craziest princess, Princess Lara. Forced by her parents. The King and Queen or Tules to marry the Cruel and Arrogant King. King Nicklaus. She made up her mind to make his life miserable. He would wish, he never met her Cruel and Arrogant King Nicklaus never accepts defeat. But what happens when he meets Crazy Princess Lara. Who's in for this Story!!

My name is Jasmine Vale and my story began when I moved my little Pastry shop right across the street where The Den, a dark wall of velvet sin, displayed its darkness. And when I get an order to deliver tiramisu to someone in the Den, I bet that was the moment I signed my life away. Now I'm in a beautiful mansion, locked far away outside the City with no one except a man, I now call my husband. He's beautiful, a Handsome Devil I find hard to ignore and he wants me............ •| A dark mafia romance about innocence, obsession, and the kiss that could ruin them both.

“Why do you love talking so much?” I demanded with a scowl. “Because I want you to clearly remember that you’re about to get nasty with a man.” He answered as he grazed his lips lightly against my jaw, a feathery motion which made me shiver slightly in response. I opened my mouth to say something in reply but he jerked my mouth against his fast, stopping whatever I was about to say with a kiss. ****** After unknowingly getting dragged into a dangerous mess and being on the run with a man who has a death penalty threat hanging over his head, two things out of five were very clear to Mark. One, his straight ass wasn’t as straight as he used to think. Two, he was ridiculously falling for the ‘number-one’ most wanted person in more than five countries. Recklessly, unhinged. The fact that he had a girlfriend back at home was the last thing on his mind. It was a very reckless and emotion filled adventure for both men, where one had to prove his innocence to the world or forever be on the run until whenever he got caught. While the other one has to throw caution to the wind for the first time, grow past his fears and beliefs and go for what his heart wants, despite how wrong it feels.

Her parent's death had taken a part of Beatrice. Having grown into a cold-blooded vampire, she was weak, unlike the others. The Coldblooded vampires were the ancient virtue of the night. Passed down to generations and lineages, the blood never lies. After her parent's death, she moved to the other part of the land. The land of Viscoria unlike the other lands was ruled and settled in by the other creatures, the wolves. Having met the Lord of Viscoria, Beatrice was determined to unlock her powers and become the hybrid Hostess of land of Viscoria. **** "Aye Milord, this maiden does not need a broth," Beatrice said with a smile. "Did you have fun Beatrice, I heard you went to the brothel to meet a friend. "...."

Zuleika… Lanvini Alpha-born, dangerously unhinged, and hotter than sin. With eyes that flash gold when his wolf rises and tattoos that feel more like symbols than ink, he’s the kind of male my parents warned me about. The kind bred to conquer. Heir to the Darkfire Pack. Sworn enemy to mine. And the most powerful wolf on campus. I’m Mistborn—descended from the sacred bloodline of Silvermist. My wolf was supposed to awaken under the moon’s blessing, not from a stolen touch in the dark. But the moment Lanvin brushed against me, something ancient stirred in my bones. My wolf chose him. He’s my natural-born enemy. So why does every part of me want to kneel? Lanvin… She doesn’t know what she is. Doesn’t know the power coiled beneath her skin—or the chaos it could bring. Zuleika is Mistborn. The inner-blood of the Silvermist Pack. Sacred. Protected. Forbidden. She’s also my best friend’s sister. And my fated mate. I felt it the second our wolves brushed souls. A connection no Alpha could sever. Not even my father. But a bond between Silvermist and Darkfire? It’s treason. The kind that starts wars. Still, I’d risk exile. I’d burn my title, my pack, the very laws that raised me—because my wolf won’t let her go. And if fate dares stand between us, I’ll tear the moon from the sky to make her mine.

“I was wolfless, worthless, and foolish enough to believe the Moon Goddess had finally blessed me. Instead, the three most powerful alphas in the pack used me, humiliated me, and rejected me on the same night they took my innocence.” Elara Voss disappeared that night, carrying a secret none of them deserved to know. Six years later, she has built a quiet life with her son in a new pack — healing others by day and guarding her heart by night. But when fate forces her back into the path of Ryker, Ronan, and Rafe Blackthorn, everything shatters. The same triplets who destroyed her now look at her like she belongs to them again. They want their rejected mate back. They want their secret heir. And they will burn alliances, defy their father, and tear apart anyone who stands between them and the family they threw away. But Elara is no longer the broken omega they once discarded. She is a mother. A survivor. And she will never let them break her or her son a second time. Three ruthless, possessive alphas. One second chance they don’t deserve. And a bond that refuses to stay broken.

The day before the holiday, I gave the household staff the week off. Agnes was still in the kitchen before she left, packing desserts into a bag while talking to herself with a smile. "Miss Vanessa finally got what she wanted this time. Mr. Moretti even booked that seaside villa in Amalfi." I was texting Vanessa, asking her to come over later to try on the bridesmaid dress. Without thinking much of it, I asked, "Got what?" "The wedding," Agnes said naturally. "Isn't Mr. Moretti taking Miss Vanessa to Italy?" My fingers froze above the screen. Two seconds passed before I looked up at her. "Whose wedding?" The smile on Agnes's face slowly froze. She looked at me as if she had only just realized something was wrong. "You... didn't know?" For a moment, I almost laughed at how absurd it sounded. "Agnes, Luca and I signed the family marriage registry three years ago. Next week is only supposed to be the ceremony." The kitchen fell silent. Agnes opened her mouth, embarrassment spreading across her face. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I thought you knew." She hesitated, then lowered her voice. "A while ago, when I was cleaning the study, I heard Mr. Moretti mention it to his lawyer. He said the marriage registry in your hands was never officially submitted to the family council." My heart sank. Three years ago, Luca had handed that document to me himself. He said the Moretti family was unstable, that we could not announce the marriage yet. Once he entered the inner circle of the Five Families, he would hold a proper wedding. So for all these years, I never pushed him. I even turned against the Castellano family for him. Thinking back now, maybe he had never planned to truly let me through the doors of the Moretti family in the first place.

The night before I was supposed to stand beside Lucius Corleone at the altar and become his wife, he sent me a message. Sienna was pregnant. According to the family code, her child would be the first legitimate heir to the Corleone name. So Lucius ordered me to leave Sicily for three years—and tell everyone I had broken our contract first. For eight years, I had been his shadow. I wiped away his blood, buried his crimes, protected his business, and waited for the day he would finally bring me into the light. But now, he said Sienna belonged in the sunlight. I stared at the message, my hands still burning from scrubbing away the evidence of his latest murder. Then I typed back one word. "Understood." A second later, Sienna's official wedding announcement appeared on the Corleone family's private network. Apparently, she couldn't even wait until morning to wear my ring.