Novel & Cerita A Game Of Romance And Ruin

"Oh, you're yelling at me? What exactly do you have that compares to Myra? All these years, she handled everything, and I just had to sign papers. I never had to lift a damn finger!" The two of them tore into each other without holding anything back. But no amount of screaming could fix the company's collapse. Soon after, Alan's company fell apart completely. To cover the financial losses, the court forced them out of the villa Alan and I once lived in together. It had to be auctioned off. And even with their lives falling to pieces, neither of them chose to actually work or rebuild. Instead, to maintain the lifestyle they were used to, they turned to gambling. It didn't take long for them t

“And because she knew the vultures would come for you once she was ‘gone.’ She wanted to see if you’d rise… or rot.” “And you? Were you part of the test too?” His jaw clenched. “I never played her game. I had my own.” I stared at him, searching for truth in his eyes. “And what is your game now, Damian?” He looked at me, everything about him heavy—his breath, his silence, his gaze. “You,” he finally said. “You’re my endgame.” Those words should’ve comforted me. Instead, they terrified me. I stepped back. “I don’t want to be someone’s endgame. I want to be my own.”

I can feel my hands shaking as I pushed the door opened. And right there, there was Ellaine and Daevon together. Coincidentally, his eyes roamed to look at me and immediately distanced himself from his girl. “H-Honey,” he called out. Slowly, a bitter smile crept in to my face, “For the second time, you ruined me,” I mumbled and quickly turned away from them and ran. I quickly headed towards the elevator down to ground floor to fetch my car. Tears started rolling down my cheeks despite me wiping them over and over. I pulled my car door opened and closed it. For one last time, I looked at the building before starting the engine.

She cautiously made her way back to the quiet library. She scanned the thousands of titles, her fingers brushing over worn leather spines. She should have picked a history, or a strategy text, something to sharpen her mind. Instead, her hand hesitated and then settled on a novel with a worn, colorful cover depicting a windswept couple. A romance. It felt foolish, indulgent, but she pulled it from the shelf anyway.

Snaking his arm around her naked wet waist, he pulled her on his body, making her heart shivered when their intimate parts got rubbed against each other. Damien clutched her nape and tugged her face near, almost brushing their lips. A sadistic grin was playing on his face. "Then stop trying to hate me, mi vida because your hate will end me and my love is going to ruin you," he cooed against her mouth, before sealing her mouth with his lips. Zia closed her eyes and with no further defiance, submitted her soul to him because now she clearly understood one thing that…. she was soon going to get Ruined In His Love.

Lucien’s empire had fractured, but its pieces were lethal—and hungry. Roman’s recovery was slow, but steady. He trusted Eden to watch his back; little did he know the shadows had already found their way into her world. Her father’s offer lingered, a doorway to a world Eden both feared and knew she couldn’t avoid forever. The war might be over—for now. But the guidance of ruin is never finished. And Eden was about to learn just how deep the darkness went.

[Briar's POV] A smoky room with the lingering scent of cigarettes and alcohol. A single spotlight fixed on me, casting my silhouette across the audience. The smooth, sexy beat begins to play. And a single pole that will become my lover as I put on a show. This place is my home and my place for digging. A small club called Claire Delune, fixed in the heart of the city, is the prime spot for gang lords, criminals, and dark characters alike.

Cunning and resentment, what about those two words that come together in a moment of doing? What happens when these two come together? What happens when wind and water become a great team? What many fear is happening. Torment, torment is the name given to the team of two elements that alone have only the power to rule half of the throne in the world of desires while united they are capable of bringing an entire world to its knees, an equally unscrupulous world. Cunning and resentment was all she could be feeling at that moment because while her heart was breaking for that unborn child, much less never conceived.