Poison Ivy Dc

On the surface, Aurora Steele lived every woman’s dream, married to the powerful Xavier Steele, mother to a beautiful daughter, her life seemed perfect. But behind closed doors, warmth turned to cold distance, and shadows crept into her home. Her twin sister, Lilith, returned with a son who carried Xavier’s eyes, weaving herself into their lives until Aurora’s world shattered. Poison claimed her daughter. Betrayal silenced her pleas. And just when Aurora thought she had found the cure, death struck her down. But fate was not done with her. Reborn one year earlier before everything went to hell, Aurora steels her heart. No longer the loving wife waiting for scraps of affection, she vows to protect her daughter and expose the lies that once destroyed her. Bound by a contract marriage for one final year, she hides her pain behind a calm smile, even as Xavier grows unsettled by the woman he thought he knew. This time, the betrayed wife will not beg. This time, the forsaken mother will not forgive. And this time, the sister who stole everything… will pay it all back in blood.

A night of being drunk had gotten her entangled with the most desired bachelor. The handsome sexy Chris Evans. Ivy had only planned to have fun but After that night, she had become his. Chris Evans had come knocking on her door, claiming she belongs to him. She couldn't believe she had been drawn into the world of the elite in the country. Chris was born with a silver spoon but at 27, he had upgraded to a shiny golden spoon. He was a big name in the world of the rich. The world of the highest and richest. On that list, he was number one. No one comes close to him. Chris had lost his control for the first time in his life and that was because of a drunk girl in a red gown. That had never happened which means, she belonged to him and no one else. He had to have her at all costs and that meant, taking her... What would happen when she jumps into a relationship faster than she had planned and the attraction keeps getting stronger? How would they control the urge?

Aida Sagar has known her fair share of challenges. At twelve year’s old she lost her mother in a car crash, that she was also fatally injured in. What she couldn’t understand is how she returned from the potential peaceful realm of the moon goddess and subsequently her family’s and pack’s treatment of her since that life changing moment. Having attacked her brother’s mate, the pack Luna, Aida was sentenced to a punishment worse than prison…training with the notorious Royal Lycan warriors. Starting a new life, she becomes a popular addition to the team but not all appreciate a Pack Princess’s Alpha blood status. After being shot at by silver bullets and undercovering a rebel plot to poison trainees to control lycans through witch craft, Aida makes some very powerful friends but also powerful enemies. The Lycan Prince Lance claims to be her fated mate, but Aida knows for a fact that having died, any mate bond would have been severed in that moment. But perhaps the moon goddess doesn’t hate Aida after all. Perhaps Aida will learn that nature has a balance and a price must be paid to maintain that balance.

When enemies came seeking revenge, my brother was off with his first love, chasing a golden sunrise over the mountains. I didn't beg him to save us. Instead, I dragged my sister-in-law to safety, dodging killers. In my last life, my brother rushed home, but his first love got caught in an avalanche. Before she passed, she texted him, accusing me and my sister-in-law of humiliating her with money and threatening her to leave him. The fateful trip was her final wish. Her death crushed me with guilt, but my brother dismissed it, holding a perfunctory funeral for her before moving on. I thought he had recommitted to his family, but while my sister-in-law recovered from childbirth, he slipped poison into our meal. "How do I have such a vile sister like you?" he spat. "And you... I only married you for family interests. You two killed the love of my life!" He set the house on fire, burning us alive. Even his newborn son wasn't spared. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day.

Selene loved Nathan. She gave up being Alpha to make him Alpha. Female wolves never did this before. Selene promised to be Nathan's Luna and queen. But Nathan said bad things about Selene. He said she was not faithful and wanted to rule with the rogue king. To prove she was innocent, Selene drank poison wine. She fell down nearly dead. Her pack put her in dungeon and kicked her out of the pack. Selene was bleeding in the woods. Logan was Alpha of the powerful Blood Moon pack. He found Selene and saved her life. "You're safe now, little one," he said kindly. But Logan's mate Zara was jealous. "She can't have you. You're mine!" Zara shouted. Unknown to all, Logan had a curse. Only Selene's powers could break it. When Zara learned this, she kidnapped Selene. Now Nathan and Logan raced to find Selene first. Whose mate would she choose? The one who betrayed her or the one who rescued her? Selene had to pick one wolf and break the other's heart. No matter what, her Alpha would betray her.

“I’m not a fool, Jagger.” Jordan’s voice is ice, his walls towering. “Everyone I’ve ever let close has betrayed me.” Jagger steps closer, his gaze locking onto Jordan’s with an intensity that makes his breath hitch. Then, in a voice low and steady, he says, "Then it’s about damn time someone proves you wrong." ******** Betrayed by his wife. Poisoned by his own brother. Killed by the two precious people in his life. But when Jordan opens his eyes, he’s not dead—he’s been reborn three years in the past, back when the poison had only just begun to eat away at him. This time, he won’t be their fool. This time, he’ll make them pay. As he begins his revenge to avoid the future, his only ally is his divorce lawyer, Jagger Walker—a man too dangerous to trust, yet too irresistible to ignore. But when Jagger starts breaking down the walls around his heart, Jordan faces a new dilemma. He came back to take revenge and claim his son. But will he dare to love again? And can he change the unfortunate future ahead of him?

I was dying of kidney failure. Henry Colombo—the ruthless Mafia heir who once swore he’d burn the world to keep me alive— found me a donor. But the price… was her. Susan Miller, the woman who’d always lingered between us, smiled as she set her terms: “Be mine for one month. Pretend you love me—and I’ll save her life.” He agreed. He said it was just to save me. But every lie, every kiss, every photo she posted online was another nail in my coffin. Each time the surgery drew near, she invented a new delay—a fever, a nightmare, a tender bruise. And Henry believed her. He always believed her. The night my heart flatlined on the operating table, he was across the city, feeding her grapes under candlelight, whispering her name—the name of the woman who had let me die. When he finally learned the truth—that every tear she shed was rehearsed, every promise she made was poison— he destroyed everything. Her lies. Her wealth. Her family name. His own empire. But none of it brought me back.

Hilda Oakley, the charity case Mom and Dad take in, steals my family right out from under me. She slips drugs into me, driving me into a bipolar disorder. She turns me into someone who snaps and screams at Mom and Dad without meaning to. She paints me as someone rotten inside, as the bully at school, and as someone who'd shove her down the stairs at home. And because of that, my whole family turns on me. Mom calls me a bad seed. Dad says I'm no daughter of his. Then, they adopt Hilda and throw me out in the dead of winter. My bipolar flares. Naked, I sprint onto the rooftop and jump to my death. When I'm reborn, I realize I can make the thoughts in other people's heads audible. So, at the dinner table, I let Hilda's thoughts spill right before Mom and Dad. 'I kept that witch Valerie drugged for three years. She finally broke! They still don't suspect that Alex isn't really her brother. He's Susan's son. Once we poison Valerie's parents, the Coopers' fortune will belong to us.'

In my previous life, my parents doted on my frail, sickly younger sister. For her sake, they chose a hawk beastman willing to settle in a human city as her husband. Me? They cast me into the deep sea, marrying me off to a giant shark beastman. When the apocalypse came and torrential rains drowned every human city, my parents and sister were left clinging to a rotting plank, adrift on the endless ocean. I couldn't bear to watch them die. With my giant shark husband, I dragged them down into the deep sea to safety. But resentment festered. Seeing me live comfortably while my shark beastman hunted day after day, my parents grew furious that my sister's life paled in comparison to mine. In their jealousy, they laced the fish we ate with poison and killed me. Now, given another chance at life, they've decided my sister should marry the giant shark beastman instead. My biased parents believe she will finally enjoy the blessings they once denied her. But what they don't know is this: after the cataclysm, fish become scarce. And a giant shark… does not survive on scraps. He needs flesh.

Ils l'ont jetée dans les ténèbres parce qu'elle ne valait rien à leurs yeux. Pendant dix ans, Ivy n'a pas vécu ; elle a pourri. Dans la chambre la plus sordide d'une maison close, son corps fut un territoire d'oubli, son visage une carte que personne ne voulait mémoriser. Mais dans ses yeux, une flamme a brûlé, alimentée par chaque humiliation, chaque rire méprisant. Sa laideur était sa prison, mais elle deviendrait son arme. Elle a compté les jours, les heures, les souffrances. Elle a thésaurisé chaque billet souillé comme une balle pour son futur revolver. Sa vengeance serait une œuvre d'art, et elle en serait le chef-d'œuvre. L'argent a acheté un nouveau visage. Une beauté de glace et d'acier, une arme de séduction massive. Elle n'était plus l'ombre ignorée ; elle était un fantôme taillé pour hanter un seul homme : Alexander Vance. L'homme qui possédait tout. L'homme qui l'avait possédée, sans même le savoir. Il l'a remarquée. Désirée. Possédée à nouveau, croyait-il. Il a cru offrir un bijou à sa maîtresse. Il ne savait pas qu'il serrait sur son cœur le serpent qui allait l'étrangler. Maintenant, installée dans le cœur de son empire, Ivy sourit. C'est un sourire qui cache l'écho des chaînes. Chaque mot doux est un poison. Chaque caresse, un coup de couteau. Elle le dépouille, pièce par pièce. Elle corrompt ses alliés, vend ses secrets, sape sa fortune. Elle n'est pas une amante. Elle est un cancer. Sa vengeance ne sera pas un meurtre. Ce sera une dissection. Elle veut le voir à genoux, ruiné, regardant son monde s'écrouler et comprenant, trop tard, qu'il a été détruit par l'ombre qu'il n'avait même pas daigné regarder. La chute commence !