God Of Ruin Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

The lecture hall door unlocked with a click, and she slipped out, her body still tingling from the multiple orgasms. She knew she should feel guilty, but all she could think about was how much she needed this again

"You're free of your obsession now. The next step is reincarnation." He caught me off guard. "Are you a messenger from heaven or hell?" He looked exasperated. "I'm a system." I was even more exasperated. "Are you the one who made me follow Sean? Did you stop me from reincarnating?" He blinked innocently. "I have nothing to do with that! Your obsession was what kept you around!" I didn't want to own up to that. "I stopped loving him ages ago. I don't care what happens to him now!"

The fire cracked softly between us. No one spoke. Not me. Not Kael. Not even Lena, who now looked like she regretted saying anything at all. But it was too late. The words had already settled inside me like poison. The last Queen of Ruin didn’t die. She was reborn. I stared at the flames, trying to steady my breathing. “That’s impossible,” I said finally. Lena shifted awkwardly near the doorway. “It’s just a legend.”

I licked my lower lip and looked at him seductively. He gripped my hair and then claimed my lips. I felt him biting my lips over and over again, to the point that I can now feel the taste of metal in my mouth. His mouth fell on my chest, and he sucked it both like a lion, so angry at his prey. His eyes are burning, and I anticipated all of his touches, even if they were harsh and rough. All the more I want it. He had just finished on my chest when he pulled me into his body and then claimed my lips again. A moan escaped from my mouth when he lifted me up and slapped my butt five times.

He continued I turned and headed towards the door, without sparing them another glance, I exited the building. Finally I was free, I haven’t felt this happy in a very long time. I drove away from trust groups without looking back, straight to my father’s company. That evening i sat in my father’s company, staring at the city’s light from the window while also going through reports Growth Straight records No shady transfers Everything trust groups was not. My assistant knocked lightly and stepped in.”Ms. Hart, Mr thornfield is here to see you.

I can’t even make my mouth form words that explain what I’m seeing, so I do the only logical thing, which is turn and run. I slam through his office door so hard it bounces off the wall, and I’m sprinting down the hallway, I can hear him curse behind me but he doesn’t follow me, Thank God I jab the elevator button frantically, hitting it over and I’m praying to a God I don’t believe in, please, please, please let the doors open. They do, thank God or the universe or whoever is in charge of elevator timing, and I throw myself inside and I risk one look back down the hallway. He is standing in his office doorway, and the tail and ears are gone, just gone like they were never there.

His fingers burned my skin, and I couldn't stop myself from flinching. “You can't just walk away,” he said calmly, but his patience was wearing thin. “Let me go,” I managed to say through my clenched teeth. I was holding back all the anger that I was feeling towards this man. The questions that I wanted to ask him. I wanted to know how I wasn't enough. I wanted to know what Ellie and I did to deserve what he did. But it wasn't time yet. “Not until I'm done speaking to you.” As if on cue, a waiter passed, and I grabbed one of the champagne glasses, raising it up, and slowly pouring the content of the glass on Cole's head. His hand finally left my arm, and I felt like I could finally breathe.

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. ‎

Here, amidst the charred ruins of the Zea estate, the mist felt like cold breath against the back of Serena’s neck—the exhalation of a mountain that had witnessed her family’s destruction. Serena sat in the back of Haris’s SUV, her fingers tracing the worn leather cover of her father’s journal. The microchips were tucked safely into the inner pocket of her coat, pressed against her heart like a hidden shield. They hadn't spoken since leaving the cellar. The gravity of what they had found was a physical presence in the car, a third passenger that demanded total silence.

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".