Dukes Of Ruin Mga Nobela at Kwento

The knights on the border were fighting the troops from the Naturi Kingdom, who came and attacked them at once. When the news reached Trish’s ears, he was shocked. He didn’t think the two kingdoms would join hands with Aiden in attacking Panthera. “The Scarlet Knights and I will help the army repel Naturi.” Duke Scarlet volunteered himself. Trish looked at the man and then nodded after a few seconds. Despite all the troubles caused by Duchess Scarlet and the members of the main Scarlet family, Darwin was someone to be feared on the battlefield. Out of the three dukes, he was the most successful in eradicating rebellions that occurred in some parts of Panthera’s regions.

RENZO POV The silence was starting to feel personal. Three days. That’s how long it had been since I woke up in this stupid safehouse, suffocating hell of a mansion, with Bram Hale shadowing my every step like a grim reaper who’d traded his heart and mouth for a fit body.. The man was a robot. Stoic. Controlled. Unshakable. He didn’t talk. Didn’t smile. Barely blinked. He just watched—always watched. Like he was studying me for weaknesses.

The place screams money, power and wealth before you even step inside. Trevor parks the car and we both get down. We step into the club and the scent of alcohol, cigars and drugs hit me instantly. I am used to this kind of place, so it doesn't bother me much. Trevor heads towards a group of men who are drunk beyond measure and surrounded by women. “Trevor Romano!" One of them, a pot bellied man I recognize as Hulio DuPont calls out. “Babysitting daddy's new toy are we?"

He was making sure I felt every ounce of the fire I had started. "You think you can just say sorry and have the world go back to normal," Liam continued. "But some things are broken beyond repair. You didn't just break a glass. You ground it into dust. You can't put dust back together." "I will do anything," I whispered into the carpet. "I will leave the house. I will go to a different city. Just don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

But curiosity had always been my fatal flaw. ‎ ‎My fingers trembled as I approached a shelf, drawn to a black folder with a photograph sticking out. I quickly turned on my flashlight to see a man in an expensive suit shaking hands with another figure whose face was circled in red ink. Notes scrawled in Daniel’s sharp handwriting covered the margins: “offshore accounts, money laundering, eliminate loose ends.” ‎ ‎The blood in my veins turned to ice water. ‎

A sick smile decorated his face as if truly he did truly enjoy imagining that. “It’s a really fucked up situation.” He said, letting out a breathy laugh. “You father takes the most important thing from them. Your dad kills himself too quickly to have paid for his crime. Which I doubt would have covered up for the loss. Adrian is forced to run very hot and cold towards his archenemies daughter, he could indirectly hate you and yet you’re still the one girl who reminds him closely of what the good old past was like…such a battle. I chewed over what he said. The quiet weighed heavy with the words that had just been uttered. I wet my dry lips with my tongue before speaking.

The male hunter stared at the two women beside him, helpless. “No… you’re a monster! You wanted more power, you bastard!” one female screamed and rushed at Duke, but he turned and vanished, faster than any of them could chase. Ruth stepped closer to the man who had died. His face was familiar. He was older than most of the others, a peacemaker trying to prevent the coming war. Ruth’s gaze softened, then hardened as she realized what Duke had done. Before she could mourn further, more hunters entered the warehouse. Ruth didn’t wait. She turned and left.