From Ruin, She Rose Novels & Stories

Dust exploded around us as a shockwave ripped through the ruins. Aria grabbed my hand. I pulled her close. Riven shouted something—but his voice drowned as the world turned white. Bright. Burning. Then— Silence. A silence too deep. Too final. The ground vanished beneath us. And we fell. Together. Into darkness.

Her puffy eyes took their time in opening and confronting the bitter reality. As her senses kicked in, she could only feel the pain, vibrating in her whole body. Her hazy gaze met the cemented ceiling, confusion filled her mind, not realizing where she was. Just then, flashes of last night came rushing down at her, successfully numbing each cell of her body. She was ruined yesterday. What she tried to shield her whole life, it was snatched in a daze from her. Bringing her bruised hand upward, she rubbed two fingers on side of her head.

All eyes turned to her. Drisana froze on my lap. Her body went rigid against mine. I felt her pulse spike under my fingers where my hand rested on her thigh. The leather of her dress was warm from her body heat, and I could smell the faint mix of her perfume and arousal still clinging to her skin. She swallowed hard. Then, in a voice barely above a whisper but loud enough for everyone to hear, she said: “Rian.” A beat of silence. Then someone whistled. A few people laughed and clapped. “Damn!” someone shouted. “Lucky guy.”

"I'm so sorry." Because I'd failed already, and I had no idea how to fix this. No idea how to survive this. I just knew that Damien Cross had broken me. And I didn't know if I'd ever be whole again.

She struggled to crawl as tears welled up in her eyes. "I never thought to end up in this situation crawling in the mud." Sh exclaimed to herself as she crawled closer to her wheelchair. "My God whatever my sin has been, forgive me, I never dreamed of crawling in the mud, but if it was for my daughter I would." she said and she cried non -stop because of her Situation. When she got to her wheelchair, she also had a hard time fixing it because it was upside down and were very dirty. She poured her energy into fixing it but she didn’t fix it.

When we first met, she tried to talk to me countless times but I just ignore her but then i liked her company so we just naturally bonded. Oh God!! Please send an Angel to keep me company, i'm dying of boredom. "You read shakespeare?". I groaned at sound of that voice. Why does it have to be Jacey Carter. "I can tell you are happy to see me". He said sarcastically taking a seat beside me. Oh God!! Out of the Angels available, you just had to send the stupid one. He picked up one of the books. "So Romeo and Juliet huh? Drastic ending".

-Do you know who I am? Iris was so angry that she laughed sarcastically, she didn't even realize it, but she also knew some rumors about Iris, it's best not to tell the truth. - Sir, I… don't know… - OH? I don't know, so do you have the guts to tease me? A cheery laugh resounded, dissolving his coldness and revealing his unintended sensuality. Suddenly the woman was dragged away, her high heels made her whole body unsteady, her whole body fell to the ground, she looked up at Iris in surprise, innocent eyes blinking.

“Why did you do that?” “Young lady,” she dropped her voice into a low, urgent growl. “You need to man up.” The absurdity of it, in the middle of the emotional wreckage, was almost laughable. “But I’m not a man,” I muttered, more to myself than to her. She didn’t entertain it, and with a frustrated shake of her head, she shoved past me, bumping her shoulder to mine as she strode back into the depths of the hideout. “Lock the door behind you.”

She stumbled back against the car door, one hand flying to her face, her composure—finally, finally—completely gone. But the pain in my chest hadn’t moved. Every cruel word she’d ever aimed at me, every calculated slight, picking up Dave’s phone and speaking to my mother this morning—it all rose up at once, and before I could breathe through it, my hand connected with the other side of her face. The sound echoed. Aurora’s eyes filled with tears—real ones, not performed. She pressed both hands to her cheeks and stared at me like she was seeing someone she didn’t recognize.

"Winnie resigned on her own. The office was empty—why can't I use it? Alistair, how many times have you treated me like this? You were never like this before!" The word 'resigned' stabbed straight into him. Alistair's vision darkened, his body swaying as if he could barely stay upright. He tried to calm himself, but her sobbing drilled into his skull. "Shut up!" At the sharp rebuke, Maria wisely fell silent.