Dukes Of Ruin Novels & Stories

David Duke looked bleakly into his cup of hot chocolate, which Blue made, as Trent seemed to be spitting nails and scribbling furiously before standing. “I’m going to nail those fuckers to a wall and throw knives at them,” he turned. “Hito, if you could do a full work up on him. I’ll run a lineage trace.” “There’s no need to,” Duke said softly. “You… know where your family is?” I asked. “The-They…. They’re dead.” Duke let out a shuddering breath. “I-I saw their bodies wh-while they were trying to get us out.”

‘There is a good chance that the achievements I have just established will be ruined. “Even though the Black Party has surrendered, they are still under my command. The moment I vanish or if I am found dead, everyone in the Black Party will gather to wreak havoc and make Yggdra the next Hestia Border,” Duke said maliciously. “Your Majesty, do you still plan to implant a biochip in my brain?” Mavice was fuming. She hissed, “So, you came well-prepared, huh?” “Everyone has to leave a way out for themselves, am I right? How could I step into Yggdra Palace unprepared?” Duke said coolly, “There will be another explosion in ten minutes. I wonder which factory will be destroyed this time.”

"I couldn't possibly let you go home on the tube with a baby in the rush hour, it's dangerous. Now come on." "Well, if you're sure." "It's ok Kylie you can trust him. He's not an axe murderer. He works in a stuffy bank." Jasper said, not telling her that Richie's family owned it." She looked across at Jasper. He was leaning against the worktop, his arms folded, and the way he held his head, slightly to one side. He was so familiar. Was that why Grant was hanging around here? Was Jasper the duke? Grant's half brother Suki's uncle. Kylie laughed, "Well, I've never seen an axe murderer in a suit like that," she said quickly covering any nerves that might be showing.

IRIS LOU POV 4 YEARS LATER “ELIAS DUKE EPHRAIM !! STOP RUNNING WOULD YOU !! ”I shouted at my naughty four years old son. "But mother, you're going to squeeze me in case you capture me, which is why I'm not aiming to stop running." He continued to let me chase him here in the palace, I stopped since I was also exhausted. “Okay! Run until you're exhausted because I'm sick of following you; you're so mischievous; I don't know where you got your insidiousness," I yelled in irritation.

He wouldn’t look at me. “Where’s Raven?” I called out. Jace laughed. “Gone. Doesn’t matter. You burned our home… tonight, we take yours.” He raised his hand. Dozens of Cobras stepped forward. Duke spat in the dirt. “Guess that’s our cue.” “Light ’em up,” I said. And just like that, the world exploded.

Lucian’s office was a silent testament to his long rule, a blend of ancient history and modern necessity. A centuries-old Lycan broadsword was mounted on one wall, while a bank of high-resolution monitors displaying territorial surveillance feeds glowed softly on another. He was reviewing the latest report on the Silver Creek alliance, the political maneuvering of Kael and the Redding Alpha leaving a sour taste in his mouth. It was the move of a weak leader grasping for power, and weak leaders were always dangerously unpredictable.

My muscles lock, the throbbing pain fading as I watch his finger dance over the trigger. “You’re wrong.” he looks at me. “Let’s say you did destroy all the rings, X. Let’s say you accomplished what you’ve set out to do. Do you honestly believe, for one second, it’ll stay that way? Ha! The second the dust settles, evil will already be rebuilding their empire, this time stronger and better than before.” he stares at me as if I'm delusional. “You'll never get rid of evil. Never.”

There was a conference table with several people in lavish suits looking uncomfortable. And at the head of the table, standing with his hands braced on the wood, radiating fury— Damien. Time stopped. My heart stopped. Everything stopped. He looked the same. Older, maybe. Sharper. The priceless suit fit him perfectly in his glory. His dark hair was shorter than I remembered. But his eyes, those storm-gray eyes, were exactly the same. And they were locked on me. For a moment, just one heartbeat, something that looked like recognition, flashed across his face.

"You mean hoarding it for yourselves. Building your organization on stolen magic and murdered innocents." "Every great empire is built on the bones of the conquered," Marcus said without shame. "That's just the nature of power. And make no mistake, Zayne—the Hunters are an empire. We control more territory, more resources, more pure magical energy than any other organization in the supernatural world. All because we've been smart enough to recognize opportunity when we see it."

Ruin Me, Enemy Daddy is dark, heavy and filled with surprises. Please read the following carefully. - Strong language - Explicit sexual content - Violence and graphic scenes - Murder and assassination - Torture - Emotional abuse and manipulation - Coercion and obsessive behavior - Moral ambiguity - Betrayal - Forced proximity and captivity - Death of loved ones This is a dark mafia romance. The love here is complicated and it is costly. The characters are flawed in ways that will frustrate you, unsettle you, and at certain points make you question everything you thought you wanted from a love story. That is intentional and frankly the point.