Poison Love

To save her family's company from going bankrupt, Diana Davis returned to the country and signed a deal for a marriage alliance with an unknown person who could save them from the clutches of another powerful company. What happens when that unknown person turns out to be the ex boyfriend she hated so much? One she constantly dreamt about killing. Was this a chance to have her ultimate revenge or a chance to fall in love all over again?

"I don't know why the moon goddess blessed me with a mate when being mateless was my punishment. But once your fate is written with mine, love me or hate me....you are mine. MINE!" *** Being assigned to kill the head-hearted barbarous Alpha, Ven went to his territory willingly after their first meeting. But the thing she didn't know then was, he was an immortal, like her. She wanted to find a way to end her immortality and in that journey, a mysterious man asked her to kill Aragon. Meeting Aragon was pre-planned by that mysterious man, but feeling some unavoidable affection was fate. When he was desperate to keep her by his side, she badly needed to leave him. Why so? Because she was no one ordinary. She herself was made of poison. Even a single scratch from her was enough to kill. She didn't want to kill him anymore, neither she wanted him to know about her reality. She was fated to be his mate but no way he could mark her. Not that her poisons would kill him, but it would make his life worse than death. And he had a magical universe to protect. Could he accept her like a poison damsel when it was harmful to his pack? How would they remove the curse to accept each other when it was their punishment of some sins from a past life? Was it even possible? And also who was the mysterious man to pave the way for their journey? Was it a selfless help for two love birds or a selfish trap for two powerful immortals? Being bound to protect the magical world, were they fated to be together or moon goddess planned to fall them apart?

“I agreed to treat him before I knew I was meant to kill him.” Dr. Cecilia Vale is a therapist, who has spent years learning how to fix broken minds, not destroy them. But when a powerful socialite offers her a job that could rebuild her ruined career and drag her out of a life she can barely survive. She accepts without asking too many questions. Her newest patient is Jude Martinez. A man feared by many, understood by none. Cold, and dangerously perceptive, Jude is not the kind of man who trusts easily. Yet, within the quiet walls of their therapy sessions, he begins to reveal fragments of himself that no one else has ever seen. And Cecilia finds herself drawn in, despite every instinct warning her to stay away. Because behind the smiles, deep conversations, and chemistry-filled banter, they exchange, there is a truth she cannot escape. Jude’s wife did not hire her to help him. She hired her to kill him. With a poison that leaves no trace and a contract she cannot break, Cecilia is forced to choose between her survival and her conscience. But as the lines between duty and desire begin to blur, the man she was meant to destroy becomes the one person she cannot bear to lose. And in a world built on power, betrayal, and blood, love is not just dangerous. It is fatal.

Yvana a tout quitté pour Gabriel : sa carrière, ses amis, et surtout Anthony, l'homme qui l'aimait sincèrement et qui était prêt à tout pour elle. Dix ans plus tard, elle vit un enfer quotidien. Gabriel ne l'a jamais aimée. Il la méprise, l'humilie devant ses amis, la force à avoir des rapports sexuels pour assouvir ses besoins. Quatre nuits par semaine, il dort chez sa maîtresse, Élisabeth, mère de ses deux enfants. Quand Yvana ose lui demander des explications, il répond : « Je n'ai aucune explication à te donner. » Le seul rituel matinal qu'il partage avec elle : deux comprimés blancs. « Pour ta santé », dit-il. « Des vitamines. » Pendant dix ans, elle avale ces mensonges. Épuisée, au bord du gouffre, Yvana se rend à l'hôpital. Là, une pharmacienne lui apprend la vérité : ce sont des contraceptifs. Elle ne pourra jamais avoir d'enfants. Sans un mot, sans une larme devant lui, elle rentre, prépare deux valises. Le jour même, elle quitte la maison. Dans la rue, une voiture noire s'arrête. Anthony, l'homme qu'elle a abandonné dix ans plus tôt, en descend. Il n'a jamais cessé de veiller sur elle, de loin. Elle monte. Il l'emmène. Et commence un long combat judiciaire et psychologique pour faire condamner Gabriel, retrouver confiance en l'amour, et reconstruire sa liberté.

The book was set in the land of Ura. The norm of having a boy as an heir in the lineage of Mugwe's lineage merely came to an extinct. Christine, the last heir in the lineage of Mugwe died bearing a child in another reign of the land. Glad, hope was resuscitated. It was a son, Jason. Jason survived under the extended wings of hope shown by Ariana. She had to carry out the plot as promised. That purported the rise of Jason into power. He conjoined the lands and revolutionised them from the ancient to the modern world. Jason found himself in a love triangle like his mother and daughter, Lily. A line of fate is drawn in each love affair. That transposed Jason to tame it as Woman's Sweet Poison.

If you love messy breakups, cold hearted mother inlaw with blank checks, waking up in the wrong bed after one too many drinks…..welcome to my disaster. His name is Austin Rail. I was supposed to be done with him, yet I woke up tangled in a bedsheet that cost more than my rent and I'm not sure which bed I am in….but the cologne? Definitely Austin’s…

When our two packs were at war, I secretly injected myself with the deadly Silverthorn Toxin to save my Alpha mate. But when he woke, Fenris hailed another she-wolf, Vanessa, as his savior, and condemned me as his enemy. "Freya, you are here to repay a blood debt. Your Silver Crest pack owes me the lives of my entire pack." He obliterated the last remnants of my family in this city. He imprisoned me on his private territory, tormenting me daily, his Alpha presence a constant, crushing weight. He dressed Vanessa in the Luna's gown and announced that she was carrying his child. And to everyone else, I was nothing more than a canary in his gilded cage. The tearing agony of our rejected mate bond was more lethal than any torture. He gripped my jaw, forcing me to watch as the landmarks my family had built were torn down, one by one. "Did you really think one mating ceremony could wash away the ocean of blood between us?" he sneered, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "You slaughtered my people. Do you think sending just one of you could ever atone for that sin?" Every time I tried to end my own life, he would dig up the bones of one of my kin from their graves and grind them to dust right in front of me. "I told you, you don't get to die without my permission." I stopped struggling. Let him hate me. After all, I only had three days left until the Silverthorn Toxin in my veins ran its course.

Suamiku datang membawa istri barunya. Mereka berniat untuk mencuri semua harta kekayaanku. Namun aku tak tinggal diam, kukerahkan ilmu spiritual yang kupunya untuk melawan mereka. Poison, adalah racun yang memberikan kesengsaraan seperti di neraka. Ketika aku berhasil meminumkannya pada maduku, kenapa malah aku yang kena getahnya? Bisakah aku selamat dari racun ini? Bisakah aku mengalahkan maduku yang ternyata penganut ilmu hitam itu?

My in-laws-to-be are poisoned, but my fiancé insists on going fishing with his true love. I don't stop him. In fact, I lend him my car. In my past life, he chose to take his parents to the hospital after I stopped him. However, his true love died at sea and ended up being eaten by the sharks. My fiancé was normal after her death. However, when we were on our honeymoon, he stabbed me and pushed me into the ocean. "It's all your fault, Fiona! I failed to save Lauren because of you! Now that she's dead, you don't deserve to live, either!" The scent of my blood attracted the sharks. They ripped me to pieces before I could drown. When I open my eyes again, I find my in-laws-to-be lying in their bed. My fiancé runs off to save his true love. Ultimately, he still regrets his actions.

Five years after our son was born, I finally faced the truth: my wife didn't love me—or our boy. Determined to end this miserable marriage, I made plans to leave and take our son with me. But fate had other ideas. A car accident cost me a kidney and took our son's eye. At my lowest point, my usually distant wife fell to her knees right in the hospital corridor, begging for forgiveness. She swore she would spend the rest of her life taking care of us. We decided to give her one last chance—a 100-day trial. If she made it, we'd stay together. But on the ninety-ninth day, my son and I overheard her talking to the attending physician. "Emma," the doctor said, "did you really arrange that accident to secure organs for Daniel Carter's son? You did that to take a kidney from your husband and an eye from your son—was it worth it?" Emma Evans's voice was eerily calm. "It was worth it. As long as Daniel is happy, I'd do anything." "And what if your husband and son find out?" She fell silent for a moment, then instinctively touched the wedding ring on her hand. "Then they'll never know. They just want a family; I'll do everything I can to make up for it." So the "changed woman" we thought we knew was just an act—a carefully built lie. The happiness my son and I had begun to believe in was nothing more than a story she'd crafted to protect the person she really loved. Every kindness, every effort—it had all been quietly weighed and paid for in advance.