Episodes Of Max And Ruby Novels & Stories

“What again?” He froze like a guilty puppy. “Umm… Kaelin, I need a little cash and I was wondering if… I…” “Max.” I cut him off before he could waste my oxygen. “I’ll wire you whatever you want later.” His face brightened instantly, and he grinned like I’d just proposed to him. I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at my lips. “You should break up with me and start dating him instead,” Ruby said as she suddenly appeared and wrapped me in a quick hug before sitting down.

"He just left." "Okay..." Because her tears were making no sense. Unless he…? "Did he dip and split? That ass. Jesus, babe, I'm so - " "Max asked me to be his girl, and I said yes," Ruby rushed out, interrupting me. For a second, I pulled the phone from my face and counted to ten. As much as I loved my friend, she had the tendency to overreact. To make a crater out of an ant hill. "You still there?" It was distant, but I heard it.

I pulled him close until we were eye to eye. "Where. Is. Rubyrose." Each word came out like a growl. My voice didn't even sound like mine anymore. It was deeper. Darker. Eros was right at the surface, barely contained. Max's eyes went wide with shock. His face started turning colors—first red, then purple. His hands came up, clawing at mine, trying to pry my fingers off his throat. But I didn't let go. I watched him choke, watched his eyes water, watched him struggle for air.

The housekeeper wiped her tears before continuing, “You said it was just a pregnancy, so why all the fuss? “Sir, you are truly heartless.” Clayton was utterly desolate. He muttered to himself, “But I-I bought her bags, didn’t I?” ... The first time Ruby had an episode was late at night. I was worried and adamantly refused to let him leave. Anxious, Clayton took out his phone and told me to pick any bag I liked.

I love how they always study even without being told to do so. "Where's uncle Max? Is he coming?" Ruby asks as soon as I walk in. "Yes. He is busy with something, and he will be here shortly," I reply to her, and she nods her head. After waiting for a few minutes, the sound of the knock on the door finally alerts us of his presence, and he walks in after I usher him in. "What took you so long? We've been waiting for you. Were you with a girl again?" Ruby glares hard at him, and he coughs. Wow! So the little girl knows so much about them that they are perverts? Wow!

Inside was my shredded suit. And the photo frame she'd stomped to pieces. Ruby sank to the carpet and tried to put the suit back together. But it was destroyed. No fixing it. Tears hit the scraps one after another. As she reached deeper into the garment bag, her fingers brushed against something hard. A notebook. My diary. She opened to the first page. [Today Ruby said she likes baked ribs. I'm signing up for a cooking class.] The second page. [Ruby's company is struggling. I sold Grandpa's gold pocket watch. I hope it helps.]

They can't keep their hands off each other even in our presence and it's disgusting watching or hearing your parents make out. Taking advantage of what Mom said, I promised to take good care of Ruby and of course, would bring her back to Asteroy, it was only then mom left. “Seriously? You're going to do as mom said?” “No. You've given her three days. Let's see what happens before her time elapses. If she's pretending to be someone else, she'd try to escape, if not...she'd remain here.” And just like I predicted, she sneaked out on the third day.

She looked mysterious and alluring, in that moment. As I ponder at this moment, my hands leaning with the concrete walls, I realized there was something alluring about being up here in the dark with Ruby. A secret intimacy that came from sharing this moment together outside of normal life. I glanced over at her. Her profile was highlighted by the glow of her cigarette, her eyes focused on the forest below. "What are you doing up here?" I asked finally, breaking the silence. Ruby took a long drag from her cigarette before answering. She paused, as if considering her answer, "Thinking. Escaping for a while from a dangerous scene I had ventured earlier at the circus,"