Ruining Dahlia

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

“Denying me the privilege to taste your body is a death sentence I refuse to accept, especially since all I want is to consume you, all of you till there’s nothing left, Lady bug”… ~   Rhea Hale has spent the last four years paying for a crime she never committed. Blamed for her twin sister’s death and forced to live in the shadow of the girl everyone loved more, Rhea has become an expert at surviving heartbreak, whispers, and loneliness. The only thing keeping her together is the small circle of people who still believe in her innocence. Until the night she catches her boyfriend cheating with her best friend. Humiliated and desperate for a fresh start, Rhea heads to Westbridge University determined to keep her head down and make it through the year unnoticed. That plan is ruined the moment she’s forced to share a dorm with Zander Cole—the university’s hockey captain. Grey-eyed menace with a reputation as cold as the ice he dominates. Zander doesn’t do attachments, and he definitely doesn’t do broken girls. But when his bad reputation threatens his hockey future, he proposes a deal that could save them both: Fake date him for six months, help repair his image, and in return, he’ll make sure no one touches her… well, except him. It should have been simple. Except pretending quickly turns dangerous when stolen kisses become addictive, jealousy turns possessive, and the boy who was supposed to protect her becomes the only one capable of completely ruining her. In a story filled with lies, betrayal, and buried truths, Rhea is about to discover that some secrets were never meant to stay hidden...

Also Known As: Ruined Before I Walked The Aisle. [ This book contains 3IN1 of the RUINED SERIES] Warning: Contain explicit content. One night and one mistake I can't fix. I was reckless, drunk, and anonymous when I gave myself to a masked stranger in the hotel lounge. Until I walked into my fiancé's family estate and met him again, Roth Dimitri, the forbidden and untouchable billionaire who happens to be my fiancé's father. My name is Elena Caldwell, and I am drowning in sin. To everyone else, I am the blushing bride-to-be. Adrian Dimitri's fiancée. The girl wearing his ring, smiling on his arm, and pretending she belongs to him. But the truth? My body and every forbidden thought I have belong to someone else. To the only man I can never admit to wanting. I should've said no that night. I should've walked away before one reckless mistake became an obsession I couldn't escape. But the way his father looks at me, like I've always been his, makes it impossible, let alone resist. He's older, obsessed, and dangerous for me. I'm engaged, aching wet, and trapped by him. He wants my total submission in secret, I want to be the perfect wife for his son in public. But perfection is nothing whenever my fiancée father kisses me until I lose my breath, when he makes me submissive to his demands, when he draws those filthy words out of me as I scream his name in pleasure, and when he splits me apart again and again in his bed until I forget I'm engaged to his son.

The year I graduated from high school, my dad brought home a woman and a child with a rose on my mom's birthday. When the child offered my mom the rose, my mom gladly accepted it, only to end her life after spending her 39th birthday. … When I got married, I told my husband, Alistair Yates, that a rose was enough to end our marriage if he wanted a divorce. Then, he tried to reassure me that our house would not have anything related to roses. … Five years later, during one of the Yates Group's tender, one of our partners had a rose pinned to her chest. When he saw this, Alistair immediately kicked her out of the company and blacklisted her. That day, I realized that marriage could actually be blissful. Yet, six months after that, I completed my new drug research. The entire corridor was full of roses when I came out of the lab. The person who had been kicked out of the company? She was standing beside Alistair with a bright smile. I looked at him coldly, but he casually said, "Maria prepared all these for you. She's your sister and she wants to make amends with you." It took me two seconds to stare at Alistair before I turned to leave. What sister? I never had one. And from today, I no longer need a husband.

Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle. “I thought you would prefer the gentle way,” he murmured. “Guess I was wrong.” The poison burned down my throat—Deadly Nightshade. It was once my favorite. I had used it to end others. Now, he was using it on me. “Sometimes,” he whispered, “the person you once loved is the one who finally kills you.” ~~~~~ Brinda Virginia’s life has always been a battle—against fate, against her own fire, and against a heart that beats too weakly to match the storm inside her. Abandoned as a child and raised by the only woman who ever truly loved her, she’s now facing her biggest loss yet. Her stepmother is dying. And the clock is ticking—seventy-two hours. That’s all the time she has to save her. But then he returns. Francesco Dante. Her past. Her ruin. A man cloaked in shadows, bearing a twisted bargain—submit to him, body and soul, or lose everything. To save the only family she has left, Brinda must surrender. But submitting, in a world ruled by power, lust, and betrayal, is never truly submission. Because this man doesn’t just want to own her—he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash. And the most devastating part? She might just let him. And love, in this kind of story, always draws blood.

“Lily Myles, what is the meaning of this??!! How can you accept the marriage proposal of your sister's fiance when I, your own fiance, is standing right here?! What sort of embarrassment and disrespect is this??!!!" Aiden bit out in rage. “I told you I forgave you.” Lily whispered. Her eyes glistened as she slipped the ring onto her finger with a smirk on her face. “I never said I’d forget.” When Lily Myles catches her fiancé in bed with her own sister, her world shatters in an instant. Everything… the wedding, the future, her sense of worth turns to ashes. But she isn’t the only one betrayed. Ethan Cole, a secret billionaire, her sister’s fiancé, discovers that the woman he planned to marry was sharing her heart and her body with another man. When pain brings them together, vengeance becomes their common language. Aria and Ethan strike an unholy pact, to ruin the ones who destroyed them. To make their betrayers taste humiliation, heartbreak, and loss. But as the line between revenge and desire blurs, something dangerous begins to grow between them. He was supposed to be her partner in payback not the man she dreams about. She was supposed to help him destroy love, not teach him how to feel it again. Now, revenge has a price neither of them expected: their hearts.