Novel & Cerita Bitter Ruin

If last night he dreamed of Ruin's arrival, it is certain that in the near future, or even today Ruin could appear and immediately look for his target, Karina, Alice, and go to the white galaxy to kill Dave. According to Dave's explanation, Ruin's arrival is the opposite of Sin Rose, if Sin Rose emits the scent of roses, then Ruin will emit a rotten smell from human bodies being tortured in the bottom hell. The smell is pungent and can even block the respiratory tract and cause death. Ruin's arrival was not an ordinary threat, but rather an apocalypse that would sweep the earth. Dal-Byeol's apartment is quiet today, Karina is walking down the hall to the gym because Wednesday is a good day,

He watched with barely any interest as guest after guest made their way into the house while the live music played and the fire crackled in the enormous fireplace in the center of the hall as people from most noble walks of life filed into the manor. The bitter mood Alain found himself in was courtesy of having his young heart broken in such a short amount of time. He managed to pick himself up off the ground after dusk, his hopes of having a life with Noreen McCray had been dashed considerably as he began to emotionally withdraw from the world around him.

Naina screamed on his face and run away. Yash wiped the spit from his mouth and said gritting his teeth," Bitch!! You will regret it!!"

“Yes Alpha, I think Marea would be a good fit. She’s secretive, manipulative and loyal beyond believe, especially since you slaughtered those two vampires responsible for the death of her brother.” I nod. “Perfect, inform her to be at my office at eight PM. You are dismissed.” He nods and turns on his heels, walking out my office. I grab the papers I need at the office and take the tray with broken pieces of porcelain with me on the way out. When I get to the garage I spot Rui sweeping the floor with his headphones on and bellowing out some song. “Prisoner, prisoner. Locked up can’t get you off my mind! Off my mind. Lord knows I’ve tried a million times! Million times. Oow oow, why can’t you

"We have to go up. But if that lift is corrupted… it's a trap." He took another sip of the detox, its bitter truth a burning path in his throat. This wasn't just a climb anymore. It was a plunge into the unknown, a desperate gamble against a foe that twisted not just flavors, but perception, and now, even machinery itself. The ascent of bitter truth was far from over, and the serpent's sweetness had found a new, insidious way to ensnare them.

He caught that moan in his mouth and devoured it, punishing me for giving it to him. I wanted more. I wanted everything. I wanted him inside me on the cold rooftop where the world could hear, could see, could know exactly what ruin looked like. And he gave me enough to believe he might: a rough thrust of his hips, a hot scrape of his teeth. Enough to taste what ruin might feel like. The city’s noise went thin around us, like the world had taken off its earrings for a fight and was waiting to see if we would start it. And then—

And I stood there, staring at the sister I thought I knew, realizing that what broke me wasn’t just losing my fiancé… it was losing the one person I never thought would hurt me like this. The sound of my mother’s sobs echoed through the house, and Adira’s last whisper trembled through the air… “I never meant to fall in love with him… but I did.” And that was when I realized… this wasn’t the end of something. It was the beginning of ruin. “Did you just say you love him???!!"

He stayed away from love, family, and anything that might lead to betrayal. Blinking back to the present, Alex felt a familiar anger rise in his chest. The pain, betrayal, and guilt all came rushing back, and he clenched his fists, muttering, “Iris, I’m sorry…” As they neared his home, he struggled to bury the memory once again, but the scars his father had inflicted still lingered, shaping his life even now.

My stomach tightened. “You should’ve kept your mouth shut,” I muttered, not because he could hear me, but because the echo of his last words was still burning holes in my head. Robert should have buried you the way he buried your father. I pushed it down. The place was a wreck, but not in the careless way of a drunk. More like a man who didn’t believe in comfort. A single lamp sat on a crate for a nightstand. Empty beer bottles lined the edge of the kitchen counter. There was no warmth in this place, only shadow and dust, like the walls had been absorbing his bitterness for years.

I didn’t think, launching myself into the path of his swinging fist as I closed in, but I did feel the hurt exploding from the point of contact, my ribs crying out from the brute force of his blow. “Shit. Why did you do that Rune?” He slurred out, and it dawned on me that he was intoxicated in the next instant as the foul odor of cheap liquor filled my nostrils. Blizzard pushed his way in front of me as Damien bent down to yank me up from the floor, growling fiercely at the male who didn’t belong here anymore. I couldn’t prevent the moan of pain from escaping as I tried to move the dog out of the way, but Damien didn’t heed Blizzard’s warning and attempted to shove the massive dog away once