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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286 Chs


When Emily woke up from her deep slumber, her body felt weak and her eyelids heavy. Her eyelashes fluttered shut before reopening as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings. The last thing she remembered was the pain coursing through her body. 

Her eyes stared at the ceiling before shifting to the bedposts, adorned with curtains resembling red silk coiled elegantly around them. Was she in Heaven? Because she doubted Hell would offer such soft bedding. Wanting to sit up, she pushed herself upright using her elbows. 

"You are awake," came Raylen's voice from one side of the room. 

As Emily raised herself to a sitting position on the bed, she caught sight of Raylen setting aside the book he had been holding and rising from the armchair he had been sitting on. Her hazel brown eyes swept through the room before she asked, 

"Is this your room?"