Poison Paradise Novels & Stories

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

"What do you mean he's paralyzed?" Upon noticing the confusion in Abigail's eyes, I chuckled softly and pulled her down to sit beside me. I then explained, "You see, during that night of detox, Steven and Whitney overstrained themselves, missing the crucial window for his leg treatment, resulting in paralysis. He's lucky he got that immunity injection. Otherwise, he wouldn't have even survived." I reached the end of my explanation, my expression hardening into a grim, dark scowl.

Lucian remained standing due to not knowing what state of mind Arabella was in. “Can you tell us anything, Ari?” Jack asked Arabella gently. Arabella shook her head and thought hard for a moment. There was very little she could tell them about. Mother set it in all their minds that they never, never talked about Paradise. There were rumors and tall tales of the staging area called Paradise. Mother knew that some were true and many weren’t. The heavens and earth were not ruled by man, but a bunch of women. It had always been that way and it always would be that way. It amused Mother to have the men of earth and other planets think otherwise. Even Mother got bored sometimes.

"It’s a House Rule," he said, before crushing his lips to hers. By the end of the week, the foundation of the new Palisades was complete. A massive gala was held—not at the Pierre or the Waldorf, but on the grounds of the estate itself, beneath a massive, heated glass marquee that overlooked the ruins and the sea. It was a display of obscene wealth and absolute power. Every person who had ever doubted Dante Moretti was there, sipping champagne while looking at the jagged remains of the cliffside.

Dozens of them, sitting at outdoor cafés, walking through parks, laughing and talking like they were on vacation. "What the hell?" Marcus breathed. One of the deadies noticed us. A woman, of maybe thirty years, with a smile that looked genuine. "Oh! New arrivals! Welcome, welcome! You'll love it here!" "What is this place?" I asked, my grip tight on my dagger. "Paradise," she said simply. "The Living City. It takes care of us, gives us everything we need. No more running, no more fear, just peace." "And you just... gave up?" Willow asked. "Stopped fighting?"

It was the gift he had bought for me in Luzberg on our third wedding anniversary. Back then, he had said, "My love for you is like this diamond. No matter how many years pass, it will always shine." Since that day, I had carefully treasured the ring along with his promise. I truly believed our happiness would last forever. Yet just a few short years later, the diamond still sparkled, while my heart and our love lay in ruin. Justin tucked the ring into his pocket and stared at the wall. The wedding photo was all that remained of us. The happier we looked in it, the deeper his pain now. He had never imagined that one day I would leave without a word.

She poked her hair and inserted another dagger into her head that appeared to be nothing more than a decoration. In an instant, she accelerated her sedan and came to a stop in front of the El Paradiso club. A location where everyone can find paradise, where they can do anything and everything. To be precise, it resembles a cross between a bar, a casino, and a hotel. However, the most intriguing feature is that you may purchase other people to satisfy your desires. When she entered, the space was chaotic, vibrant, and smoky. Everywhere you look, people are having fun, dancing, and drinking. The masks they are all wearing make it impossible to tell who he is meeting right away. Such a tricky t

He was afraid a fight would break out, so he sent me, his wife, away. It seemed I had given myself to the wrong person all these years. I barely slept that night. My dreams were filled with Wayne and Jessy. I dreamed of our first meeting. Jessy had hidden behind Wayne, acting all sweet and shy. She called herself his sister. I greeted her politely. That very night, she claimed to lose a pearl necklace Wayne had given her—worth 200 thousand dollars. It was eventually found in my purse. I panicked and tried to explain myself, but Wayne merely shielded Jessy and looked at me coldly.

The two men sat naked and a bit out of it still, their smiles that refused to leave their faces were genuine, they were both convinced that their near-death experience was worth every bit of it, now that they were finally awake in Paradise. *** It was the strangest sensation ever, to desire someone you hate so much. There she was, the most exotic poison one can ever acquire, the type that was so coveted yet too dangerous to even look at, right there at arm's length, the epitome of tranquility, enticing and above suspicion, she was the stuff his dreams were made of.

He dedicated himself to being a good and great Alpha, following the steps of his father, and doing tremendous things. He sat down in his favorite part of the forest, the only place where extraordinary flowers grow, near the lake where the water is clear as crystal. This is the paradise of his pack, and only he is the one allowed to be here. He thought of the name he has, it screams power and strength, but they do not know that deep inside, he is weak, hurting, sad, and just keeping everything because he wants everything for this pack to be perfect. It's okay for him to keep it even until his grave as long as his pack will be safe and he can live a life where peace is given.