Dukes Of Ruin Novels & Stories

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,

"It's amazing how you consider the worst of me, when you don't even know me. Had you let me in the first time...you would know you let our mate in right into the dragon's den." "Stop saying that word!" I growled and hurled myself at him. He kicked me off him and this time I fell down all the way to the river bank below. The ground beneath me cracked and only left a few scratches that healed instantly. I roared as my nails extended and canines came out. Duke removed his cloak and came down landing with a loud thud on his feet. Tattoo like markings covered his body and his eyes turned crimson. They looked red just like mine.

“I will not be alone.” He released my hand and walked toward the table near the wall where several weapons rested. “Dante and Viktor will lead the eastern team,” he continued. “Marcus will guard the safe house with four men. I will command the attack at the docks.” “You sound very calm for someone about to start a battle.” “I have started many battles,” Ruin replied. His voice held no arrogance. It held experience, and I watched him load a pistol with steady movements. The quiet competence in his actions reminded me how dangerous he truly was.

The people in the City saw this and started evacuating. War was no stranger to this place and there were shelters all around the city, people made their way there. The four dukes would always fight with each other for land and resources. Beemo was the strongest of the dukes, so the other three formed an alliance up to defeat him. When the palace was cut in half, Beemo was on the top floor. His office and home were all destroyed when it collapsed. He became so enraged that he came out to kill the intruder with his own hands.

Cyrion Duskbane strode through with what remained of his soldiers—once-proud warriors of a fallen kingdom, their cloaks sodden, their eyes fierce. “The Duke’s banners retreat,” Cyrion reported, flinging a rain-slick helm to the ground. “But do not mistake it for surrender. He gathers strength beyond the river. He will strike again.” Thalric Veynor’s name burned in Serenya’s chest like a curse. The ruthless duke had taken too much, broken too many lives. His shadow loomed over every fragile victory. “Then let him strike,” Serenya answered, surprising herself with the iron in her tone. “He will find not a fractured kingdom, but a storm that will not bow.”

Caine muttered through his teeth. Dael grabbed his swim suit. “And don’t you get it? He’s fucking stressed. Does he look like he could survive a private chat with you? You’re the cause of the rumour and you still have the stinky right to show up in front of him?” She pushed Caine hard against the wall. He staggered but his smile didn’t leave his eyes. “I want to make things up to him. I was truly sorry the other day.” He looked at me with glassy eyes like he was pleading quietly.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth before disappearing almost instantly. “It won’t last.” I hated how relieved that tiny expression made me feel. I crossed my arms. “Fine. Kael. Start talking.” The wind shifted between us, colder now. “You know the story they tell about the Guardians?” he asked. I nodded slowly. “They’re chosen to protect the balance between creation and ruin.” “That’s the version meant for children.” Something uneasy twisted in my stomach. “What’s the real version?” Kael’s gaze lifted to mine again. “The Guardians were never meant to destroy ruin,” he said quietly. “They were created to contain it.”

Sir Kein only shook his head, "that decision is not mine to take, she had already crossed the line and His Highness is barely hanging on with the potion Master Jin gave him. If not, a terrible storm would have already finished the Dukedom." The knights and guards on the Dukedom knew the real feelings of the Duke and were afraid of the consequences that could lay in the Dukedom. If not for an ancient relic gifted by Master Jin to suppress the anger of the Duke in the Dukedom, the world would have suffered a disaster. Rufus also knew it, but… he can't let anything happen to Gia.

"Saw you through the glass. Figured I'd say hi." He didn't sit down. He just stood there, rain dripping from his jacket onto the floor, creating a small puddle around his boots. "You're soaking wet," I said. "Yeah, well." He ran a hand through his damp curls. "Rain came out of nowhere." An awkward silence stretched between us. The barista called out an order. The espresso machine hissed. "Jax, about the book—" "It's nothing," he said quickly. "Don't make it a thing."

“Duke, you have to listen to me. I don’t know why I didn’t tell you this last time I guess I was in shock. But what I should have told you is that I am working on taking Lorenzo down from the inside. There are good people in the Romano mafia, and I am trying to find a way to shut it down, so the innocent people don’t get punished. But I am so sorry that I took away something you really worked hard for the last few years.” Duke softly caressed my cheek, “It is okay Vanessa. It doesn’t matter anymore. You see that is just the thing. I have been driven by revenge for the last few years, the Romano family became an obsession for me. Ever since I found out what happened to my sister I have been l