Collide Into Ruin Novel

SYNOPSIS He has Alexithymia; the inability to identify and describe ones emotions. He doesn’t understand what it means to feel happy or sad or excited neither does he know how to express them. Smiles and laughs are like riddles to him cause all he can understand is pain… nothing else but pain. He is Holden Smith, CEO of the biggest and most successful game company in China. She has Amnesia and Kleptomania ( the recurrent failure to resist the urge to steal). She steals whatever she comes across; gold, silver, wood, paper and even a needle. She also have a big horrible scar on her face which she does everything possible to keep from the world. Her name is Raven Scott. These two crosses part with each other, having one thing in common; they are BROKEN and DEPRESSED. Unknown to them, their lives got ruined due to one same horrible mistake done eighteen years ago… It’s a scar in their hearts enough to kill them…it’s their lethal guilt. But will they be able to heal?...

I fumbled with the lock, my pulse hammering. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t want this. "Alaric," I breathed, but his name barely made it past my lips before his hands were on me—hot, demanding, unstoppable. "Tell me to stop," he murmured against my throat, his fingers sliding beneath my dress. "Tell me you don’t want this." I opened my mouth—to argue, to push him away—but all that came out was a soft, shuddering gasp as he found the one place that betrayed me. His dark chuckle sent a shiver down my spine. "That’s what I thought." __ Betrayed and humiliated at the altar. Isla never planned to ruin herself in the arms of another man. But heartbreak led her straight into the grasp of Alaric Voss—powerful, ruthless, and twice her age. One night. No names. No future. Or so she thought. Because when the sun rose, Isla came face-to-face with her new boss—the same man who had just claimed her in every sinful way possible. Now, resisting him is impossible. He’s everywhere—watching, teasing, owning her with every smirk, every touch. She swore it was a mistake. He swears it’s just the beginning. And the more she fights him, the more she realizes the truth: She was his from the moment he laid eyes on her. And Alaric Voss doesn’t let what’s his slip away.

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.

My husband is a whore and a powerful politician running for Governor he has a flawless public image. But behind closed doors, I’m the wife who cleans up scandals, swallows betrayal, and signs my name under his ambition. I gave up my Law career to protect his, learned to ignore the women, to stay quiet thinking I could save my marriage until I couldn’t. Then his intern moved into his orbit. Young. Dangerously hot and Off-limits . What starts as an affair turns into a secret that could destroy a marriage, a campaign, and more than one life. This isn’t a love story. And it isn’t what people expect from a political marriage gone wrong. It’s about what happens when a woman who has spent years cleaning other people’s messes finally makes one of her own. Everybody thinks they know how this story goes they don’t

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.

(18+ Explicit Content) Buy me.” My voice rings clear through the room. "Buy me and I will serve you until my purpose is through. Buy me and save me from death.” Dante merely laughs at me, "Why should I save you? I'm no hero, girl. You've stepped into a 's den and you're committing yourself to me.” I don't budge, fighting through the urge to cower before him. “I'll give you one chance to walk away, Atwood girl. If you don't, you will be mine and no one can save you from me.” But that’s exactly what I need. Not a hero, but a monster who could tear the world down and bring my sister back to me. I would sacrifice anything for her, including my freedom. Jean Atwood was at the top of the world. A perfect life for the perfect daughter of the esteemed and powerful Atwood family. But one mistake turned her life upside down and brought her family's name to the ground. Drowned in debt after her parents' deaths, Jean must find a way to free herself and her beloved younger sister from slavery.

Masuk kedalam sebuah novel adalah sebuah hal yang mustahil yang tidak pernah ku percayai, namun tak pernah ku duga aku masuk kedalam novel yang baru selesai ku baca. Novel yang dipenuhi pria tampan yang mengelilingi pemeran utama wanita, layaknya harem dan aku menjadi seorang penganggu pemeran utama yang disebut antagonis! Bagaimana bisa aku yang seorang introvert berperan sebagai antagonis?

Astrid Voss hates her boss.And “hate” doesn’t even begin to cover it.Rhys Blackwood is rude, demanding, and so full of himself that she’s convinced his reflection probably applauds when he walks by. He criticizes everything she does, works her till she’s exhausted, and never—ever—cracks that icy expression.But when she accidentally crashes into him and their lips meet, everything changes.Because suddenly, her cold, impossible boss has ears. And a tail.Now she knows the truth — Rhys isn’t just a control freak. He’s a werewolf.And Astrid plans to use that little secret to make his perfect life hell.Except… every time she pushes, he pushes back harder.Every time she teases, his eyes darken.And every time he says her name in that low, dangerous voice, her body forgets why she’s supposed to hate him.He says she doesn’t understand what she’s started.He says wolves don’t let go once they’ve found their mate.Astrid thought she was getting revenge.Turns out, she just poked the Alpha.

"The deal was to become the fake mother of your twins, live with them and act like their sweet, perfect bossom only. Follow the contract and fucking let go of me" she glared, her hazel eyes wavering as she lay trapped under the devil, on his king-sized bed. "Say that again" his dulcet voice ran deep into her veins, his hand trapping her wrist above the headboard. "Let. Go. Of. Me!" She spat but her breaths hitched when the man slipped his fingers in between her sinfully-soaked thighs. "Aren't you such a bad little liar, dolcissima?" --- Violette La Rosa wasted five years of her life loving a man who saw her as nothing but his financial fountain. On the day of her wedding with him, she found out a secret which shattered her. Stung by the fatal venom of betrayal, Violette resorted to stabbing Dominic on the alter. Jail was inevitable, but in the wild turnaround, she got an offer from the most devilish mafia living—Massimo Visconti,, boss of the Cosa Nostra. Desperate Violette grabbed the offer with her two hands, but can she get used to living with the devil and his spawns?

Terbunuh di dunia asal, Bianca Isolde Romano terbangun di tubuh seorang wanita bangsawan bernama Isolde von Valmont. Ternyata, ia masuk ke dalam novel pria yang sering dibacakan anak buahnya dulu. Sayang, tidak pernah ada nama Isolde tercatat dalam novel bertema pembalasan dendam itu. Menganggap dirinya adalah pemeran sampingan, iapun berniat hidup nyaman sebagai istri seorang Duke. Namun, kenyataan berkata lain, ketika terungkap bahwa ia adalah wanita pembunuh suaminya sendiri.