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Poison Ivy Robin

The Billionaire Backs Me Up

After six years of loving Julian Grayson and literally keeping him alive with her rare blood donations, Hazel Ashworth is just three days away from becoming his wife when he calls to cancel their wedding. The reason? Her half-sister Ivy has been diagnosed with terminal cancer and her dying wish is to marry Julian instead. Hazel watches in horror as Julian takes her handcrafted wedding dress to Ivy, who plans to wear it while stealing not just Hazel's fiancé, but her entire wedding—same venue, same date, even the same cake flavor. It's a devastating replay of their childhood, where Ivy's mother Eleanor destroyed Hazel's family by seducing her father and driving her mother to suicide, then spent years pushing Hazel out while Ivy took everything that was once hers. But this time, Hazel refuses to break like her mother did. She demands Julian's entire company and two million dollars as compensation, then shows up at the hospital to deliver Ivy's "wedding gift" in the most explosive way possible. As Ivy plays the perfect dying victim and Julian remains blind to her manipulation, Hazel begins to suspect that her half-sister's illness might not be as terminal as everyone believes. When Ivy has the audacity to ask Hazel to witness her wedding to Julian, the gloves come off completely. Now Hazel must decide how far she's willing to go to expose the truth and reclaim what's rightfully hers, even if it means destroying the man she once loved in the process.
Reese · 221.3K Views

Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO

On the day of her wedding, Ivy Quinn vanishes, leaving behind only a note: "I’m sorry, I can't marry a blind man." To protect her son from heartbreak, Elizabeth Winters strikes a desperate deal—Ruby, Ivy’s identical twin, must take her sister’s place at the altar. Trapped by duty and family pressure, Ruby agrees, believing it will only last until Stefan’s eyesight is restored. But from the moment they marry, Stefan senses something is different about his "wife." The woman beside him is nothing like the shallow fiancée he once knew. She’s sharp, resilient, and understands his business in a way Ivy never did. Against all odds, he falls harder than ever for this new version of her. And Ruby? She never expected to fall in love with a man who was never meant to be hers. But just when she finds the courage to tell him the truth, Ivy returns, ready to reclaim the life she abandoned. When Stefan finally opens his eyes, will he see the woman who truly stood by him—or will he be too blind to recognize real love? ****Excerpt**** “By the way, did Ruby come to the wedding?” he asked, catching her off guard since she hadn't expected him to ask her that all of a sudden. Was he already suspecting that it was her and not Ivy? Ruby’s fingers froze on the door handle for just a fraction of a second. It was enough to set off alarms in Stefan's head. “I—uh…” She hesitated, but only briefly. “No. She had work. She couldn’t make it.” Was he suspecting a switch already? What must have set off the alarm in his head? Stefan hummed, tilting his head slightly. “Oh, I see. How is she, then? I hope she's coming to visit one of these days?” Her fingers tightened on the handle, though her voice remained steady. “Yeah. She would, the moment she is chanced and can come.” A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Stefan’s lips, though he kept his expression neutral. Interesting. Very interesting. His wife had just lied to him and he didn't know why. Even though he was blind, he'd find out why soon enough.
BabyAngel2 · 155.7K Views

Zombie Apocalypse: I Have Safe Zone Superpower

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive—until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again—reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability—the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the—where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something—only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky high and said, "Okay. Tell me how much gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected!
LittleRabbit1111 · 27.6K Views

Semi-Immortal

In a world where immortality comes at a harrowing cost, those afflicted with the Semi-Immortal disorder walk a perilous path between life and death. Gifted by the Goddess Amritkala, these individuals cheat death but pay dearly—each resurrection scars their minds, bodies, and souls. Viewed as unnatural abominations by society, Semi-Immortals face prejudice and violence, their existence deemed a threat to the natural order. Leading the crusade against them is the Crossed Clan, a ruthless cult bent on eradicating these "parasites" with weapons designed to siphon their essence. In opposition stands the Whitehorse Agency, a covert organization offering sanctuary to Semi-Immortals, fighting to protect them from relentless persecution. Caught in the crossfire, the Semi-Immortals struggle to survive, their existence a battleground for humanity’s fear and morality. Among them is 19-year-old Ivianna (Ivy) Reyna, whose life has been marked by cruelty and betrayal. At 15, Ivy ended her life, only to be reborn as a Semi-Immortal, cursed to live on with a past that haunts her and a resurrection she never wanted. Her life changes when she meets Violet, a transgender girl whose own experiences with rejection and trauma mirror her own. Violet’s warmth and understanding become a lifeline for Ivy, offering her the connection she craves. As their bond grows, Ivy learns from the Whitehorse Agency that she is not just any Semi-Immortal but a rare Wildling, with powers tied to her death and childhood. This revelation thrusts Ivy into the heart of the conflict between the Crossed Clan and the Whitehorse Agency, forcing her to confront her identity and the responsibilities her powers demand. "Semi-Immortal" is a powerful tale of survival, identity, and the search for belonging in a world that fears what it cannot understand. It is a story of scars that never heal, bonds forged in the dark, and the courage it takes to face a broken world—and oneself.
Kiwiwaii · 27.5K Views

His Favorite Poison: till death make us worse

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags
Black_3812 · 3.1K Views

MY HOUSEHUSBAND : cooking, cleaning and spying

In this chaotic life, everyone wears a mask… hiding secrets beneath. Sometimes, even they don’t realize they’re wearing one: MY HOUSE HUSBAND: Cooking, Cleaning and Spying “He says he loves me. But his eyes feel like cameras.” —Ivy "Me? I am Ivy Blackwood. CEO of a global humanitarian empire. My life ain't easy as it seems. The world calls me a hero… but they don’t see the cracks. I-I am just a woman hiding dangerous secrets beneath my smile. I lie for a living— to my board, to the media, to myself. But him? The man waiting for me at home with flour on his hands and a smile that makes the noise go quiet? The man of my dreams. He's too good to be true. He’s the only truth I have, after my daughter Millie. My husband. Uh - The house husband. The love of my life~ ------------------------------------^-^---------------------------------------- “In this chaotic life, everyone wears a mask… hiding secrets beneath. Some wear it so long, they forget their real face.” “She kisses me like I’m hers. But I know—I’m just a mission in disguise.” — Nico Me? Name’s Nico. Codename: (SILVERSHARD) Spy. Ghost. Ghost with an apron. They planted me in her life like a seed. I’m supposed to grow roots, gain trust, gather intel. That’s the job. But she— Ivy Blackwood. The woman they said was dangerous. A traitor. A lie in heels. And yet... When she walks through that door, tired and untouchable— I don’t see a criminal. I see a storm pretending to be calm. I see someone like me. They told me to watch her. They never said I’d start to care. So here I am… Chopping vegetables with one hand, holding classified files in the other— and pretending this is love. Or is it? Last but not least...I-I love kids...Millie her daughter...I loooove it when Millie calls me her dad. It's hard not to get attached to her. BUT AS A SPY... PRIORITIES AND MY COUNTRY IS FIRST!... ------------------------------------^-^--------------------------------------- ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ: And I 'm your narrator ~ Grace. • Will Ivy find out her Husband 's secret identity? • What if the spy actually fell for Ivy? • What are the secrets that they still don't know about each other? " Well..well, They aren't just hiding secrets. It's pain, trauma and a whole past behind it. And remember my dear, things are not what it seems like."
Gaatha_Joshi · 1.1K Views
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