Queen Of Poison Novels & Stories

Bohdana asked. “Keep up with this life. I recently woke up and I don’t know if I am changing for the good,” she said. Bohdana saw the sadness in her eyes and said, “It’s a survival game. If you can’t get rid of his bitches, he’ll give the power you have to one of them, then you’ll be under the ground.” She didn’t need to ask any more questions in order to know that she needed to own the title of Queen. The Bardi Mafia’s Donna.

I make myself think that I have helped her, that I have actually, in my own way, saved her from years of mental worries. With that in mind, I take another step until I am standing next to the bed, where she is lying, asleep. Her comatose frame, inside the duvet, looks so pretty. I have never allowed myself to admire my own mate this way, talkless of if she doesn't reject me, the Queen Of All Vampire's Kings. Anastasia, The Queen Of All Vampire's Kings: my monster tastes that phrase in our head. It is nothing but absolute perfection. I smile. Afterward, I watch her intricately. Anastasia is a beautiful human. I have seen many in my lifetime, and yet, she strikes me handsomely.

I commented and she rolled her eyes on me. “However, it was fun to be with you. You’re so good in bed; I’ll remember those days and nights when you fucked me endlessly,” she boldly said, and I looked away. “We don’t want to hear all your sex exploration, Mrs. Parsley,” I told her, and without any words from Adam, because he looked shocked, I injected her with the poison she made. A poison she used to kill me, but in the end, it was the one that killed her.

"You're a pawn orchestrated by the Vincent family, understand? Pawns don't have emotions. Once you marry in, you'll be the Underboss's wife. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, you'll be the future Donna. You'll naturally be obligated to raise a Castillo heir. Do you understand?" Pawn. That word hit me like a punch. Was this the promising man Grandpa had spoken of? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I will not sign it." "What?" Marcus's voice turned sharp. "I said, I will not sign this contract." Without waiting for his reply, I hung up. The smile on Victoria's face froze. "Are you insane?" Victoria stepped forward. "Do you know who Marcus is? He's the youngest Underboss in Castillo

"It's odd, being looked up to as a queen when I wear no crown upon my head." The women all nod, their heads bobbing as they knit ferociously. "You are respected like a queen before you wear the crown because you carry the king's child in your stomach," Ivona says, her voice a little standoffish and harsh, saying it in such a way as if it is the only reason why I am respected. Arlena shoots Ivona a warning glare before turning back to I with a smile stretched on her face. "You wear the prized topaz. Everyone knows the story of the topaz and every woman in the entire kingdom has had hopes and dreams at

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

The older woman is showing her who has the power, and Yuelan, magnanimous, accords her the win. She stays on her knees, her expression devoid of any emotions as she waits to be told to get up. The Queen Mother sips her tea languidly, uncaring of the young woman kneeling before her. She can’t stand the young woman’s boldness, and worse of all, her beauty and youth make her jealous, not that she would ever admit it. Something has reached her ears that makes the young woman before her disgusting to her, and she wishes her son had listened to her when she told him not to marry the girl.

I got more closer, wiped my eyes and then pulled her into my arms. "The king is not going to find us here, it's only Anna who knows of this place. She actually showed me how to get here, come let's get inside and I will tell you everything." I followed the doctor into the beautiful summerhouse. "This is it, take this." The doctor hands over a small container. "What is this, Doctor?" "This is a poison, anytime you serve the Queen, don't forget to add a tablespoon of this. It will work slowly and one day, she will die."

She was panting, short of breath. I looked down at the flower on the carpet. The beautiful purplish-blue flower. From a plant in my own garden. It was deadly aconite. The Queen of Poisons. Fawna had poisoned herself.

the Queen asked still crying "it's a poison gotten from the nightshade plant. He has all the symptoms of the poison. The white palm, the rashes on his neck, and the blue lip. I am certain he was poisoned by that particular plant" The physician said looking at the Queen with certainty but all she did was cry more. "Thank goodness he's alright," the Queen said and she wept a little bit. Dryk Bolton, the Captain of the king's guard came in and bowed to the Queen.