Garden Of Poison

[Volume 1: Dante Blackthorn] When Anastasia and her sister Marianne are captured and shipped across the seas by pirates, they become commodities to be sold in a distant land. Marianne is taken as a courtesan, while Anastasia barely escapes a terrible fate by pretending to be mute. She is forced into the lowest ring of servants at the royal palace, where she endures a life of servitude and creates beautiful artwork to mask her pain. Despite years passing, Anastasia has never forgotten her sister's promise to return to their family together. However, with her movement restricted and the guards vigilant, escape seems impossible. When Anastasia comes into contact with the Forsaken Prince, her life spirals out of control and she triggers a Crux of incredible proportions. Now battling her own inner demons while navigating the treacherous politics of the royal court, Anastasia must confront the truth about her sister's fate and make a choice that could alter the course of an entire kingdom. [Volume 2: Emily Blackthorn] Princess Emily's life takes a turbulent turn when she is rejected, leaving her heartbroken and her soul at the brink of corruption. In a desperate bid to save herself, she journeys to the West. Enter the Storm Prince, a charismatic archdemon with striking blue eyes, with a saint-like smile. Emily had hoped she'd seen the last of him, but fate has other plans. As if her soul dying isn’t enough, someone wants to steal it! Caught between the suitors and the haunting nightmares that have plagued her since childhood, Emily begins to see Raylen in a new light. The blue-eyed demon may not be the monster she once thought.

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
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Driven by Bloodlust

This chapter is dedicated to nancal42, one of the lovely, kind and a sweet reader who isn't with us anymore. Let us pray that she is in peace <3< p>

[Music Recommendation: Tetrachord- War and Fate: Nicholas Britell]

Warm blood dripped from Dante's hand, trickling down the length of his long, slender fingers before eventually falling to the ground. He brought his bloody hand to his lips before licking the blood off one of his fingers. 

Despite the sun's rays touching the ground where they gathered, a chill of fear ran through everyone's body as they witnessed the gory scene before them. The onlookers looked terrified, not understanding what was happening, and this included the Vizier, who grew more visibly tense with every passing second.