God Of Ruin Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

I found Edgar's eyes, searching desperately for something, anything that proved her claim false, that this was all some sort of cruel and sick joke, but all I got was a blank look, like I was a speck of dust, not worthy of his attention. A fresh mouthful of blood splurted out of lips, “Ewwww” Elora shrieked and dropped me, I lay still on the cold tiles, my ears catching the sound of their bodies joining once more and skin joining on my bleeding body. “Sick Bastards.” I cursed, “If only I could go back.” The world finally went dark.

Then a painful whistling sound is heard, as if the Angel of Death is swinging his scythe. Boom! A massive explosion hits from the disposal pipe. A devastating wave of heat throws me against the concrete wall. My body aches and goes numb. I can’t feel anything. My skin starts to shrivel and burn. Amid the flames licking around me, I simply close my eyes in surrender. God... if I can come back. I’ll make sure they experience a hell hotter than this... ... ... ... “Hah!!” I jolt awake, gasping for breath, as if my lungs are still filled with black smoke.

“Of course, I don’t know the details, but… as they say, there’s no smoke without fire.” The manipulation had worked. Alex had become increasingly paranoid, noticing every little thing about Iris with suspicion. When he finally confronted her, his anger boiled over. His father’s words about betrayal, distrust, and hidden motives clouded his judgment, making him accuse Iris without giving her a chance to explain.

Aleksei POV The tires of the car screeched as I drove out of the warehouse, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly , my stitched knuckles threatens to burst open again, I was furious ,completely mad and I needed to put a bullet in someone heads and the worst part was that raging emotions in my chest had nothing to do with the dead shooter. It was because of violet, she has an unmatched talent for bringing out the worst in me, my mind reluctantly snapped back to her lips and the lingering taste of strawberry on my tongue.

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[The Architecture of Ruin] The weight of his fingers bruising my hip was the only solid thing left in a world that had dissolved into a sea of absolute, screaming crimson. Sitting on the lap of a god who no longer knew how to love me, I realized that the cage hadn’t disappeared when the Spire fell—it had simply expanded to enclose the entire human race.

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)