Chapter 13 Ruined My Life Novels & Stories

The morning after the shower incident, I woke up to the smell of coffee and bacon. It was a jarring contrast to the chaos in my head. I lay in bed for ten minutes, staring at the ceiling, trying to reconcile the girl who went to sleep reading romance novels with the girl who had just been bent over a kitchen counter and fucked in a shower by her stepbrother. I showered again, scrubbing my skin until it was pink, trying to wash away the feeling of his hands. But it was useless. I could still feel the phantom pressure of his fingers on my hips, the ghost of his breath against my neck.

By the time I got to Richard’s company, I was shaking like a leaf. The entire drive there, my mind kept replaying those headlines like a bad song I couldn’t turn off. Madam Clarisse Returns. Richard’s company is in Financial Collapse. Wonderful. My marriage was on life support already and with Madam Clarisse around, I was sure she would unplug the life support to charge her phone at 98%. Gosh! Why were all these bad things happening to me?

Nothing did. Regret clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t escape. Every memory replayed over and over again, each one sharper, more painful than the last. My desperation, my greed, my need to have what wasn’t mine, it had led me here. To this. To nothing. I had ruined her life and in doing so, I had destroyed my own beyond repair. There was no going back. There was no fixing this.

I added. “You’ll ruin yourself. You can’t start with this again,” Theodore warned. He’s intentionally trying to fuck me off. “I’ll call him myself; you can piss off." I turned my back to Theodore to make my quick call. I’ll ruin myself. It got ruined the day Lisa died and the day I found that letter. What was there to keep?. I wanted something heavy to blank me out and completely knock me off my feet. Fix my mind elsewhere, somewhere other than the party announced for Joanne and Joanne being a shitty brat about it and letting Lisa’s name roll out of her ungrateful mouth.

Brandon had done nothing more than stop by to see how she was and then leave through the same door he had entered. For Crystal, there could be no sadder life than the one she was living, where only in life did she seem to have a single friend, a single person who was truly willing to look out for her. Even if she died at that moment, she could already know who was going to be there for her, to cry her last tears. She was never going to understand why life could be so unfair, she, she who had committed no wrong, she who had always remained a dreamer, only looking ahead without harming anyone, she was the one who suffered the most. If reincarnation really existed, surely she was paying for th

Ruby’s world shatters the night she walks in on her boyfriend, Ethan, having sex with her best friend. Heartbroken and angry, she gets drunk at a bar and ends up sleeping with a handsome stranger, even leaving him $500 the next morning like she paid for the night. She thinks she’ll never see him again. Until she gets a job at Blackwood Holdings and walks into the CEO’s office — only to come face to face with the same man. Zane Blackwood. What Ruby doesn’t know is that after their night together, Zane’s assistant discovered she is the girl he has been searching for. Something connected to her family destroyed Zane’s own family years ago, and he has been waiting for the chance to make her p

“You’ve changed.” “No,” I said quietly. “I’ve clarified.” That seemed to interest him. “You won’t win cleanly,” he warned. “I don’t intend to.” “And if she gets hurt?” The room went deadly still. Marcus’ posture shifted. I didn’t move. “If she gets hurt,” I said calmly, “I don’t stop at dismantling.” Adrian held my gaze. For the first time— He hesitated. Just slightly. “You’re willing to burn everything,” he said.

Christian murmured, a miserable look flitted across his face and for some reason that made me cry. "Stop it!" "Iz-" "Stop it! Stop! Please!" I shouted, my heart began to pound harder. "I don't-" I sniffled. "I don't care if you still love me or not.. I've finally come to accept that you are no good for me and loving you is nothing but torture." I spat, looking at his face. "You ruined my life. You ruined my baby's life. You ruined Chloe's life. You ruined OUR LIFE!" Tears flowed down from my eyes continuously and for the first time, I watched a tear rolling down from Christian's eye but he quickly wiped it away, glancing down. "You gave up on me like I don't mean anything to you-"

“The worst thing is, we could’ve had a great life together. An Alpha and his Luna. I was ready to give you everything. I was ready to love you in a way that most people don’t get to be loved. “You ruined that all though. You ruined everything. That love I had for you is overshadowed by hate, and you will feel the wrath of this hate. “You’ve given up everything good we could’ve had. Now, you will suffer the consequences.” He glares at me in a way that impresses all that burning hatred on me. I feel each crazy emotions he casts out. Then, he storms out, slamming the door behind him. I dissolve again. I’m stuck in this awful life. Lance is dead. Everything is ruined. I ruined everything, and th

“Answer the question.” She exhaled slowly. “I came from a good family that lost everything. I learned the hard way that trust is expensive. That’s all you need to know.” “Lost everything,” I repeated. “Interesting. A lot of people lost things three years ago during that market mess.” Her jaw tightened. “What’s your point?” “Three years ago my life changed too,” I continued. “A woman I trusted disappeared right when everything went to hell. At the same time your so-called family fell apart. Strange timing, don’t you think?”