His Rui Novels & Stories

Rafael said to him. “I’m the pack hacker,” Regen said and Slade laughed. “For once, Regen, I’m going to say something nice about you. What this guy can do and find out, will scare you,” Slade said. “Thanks, Slade, you just made my heart go all fuzzy,” Regen said. “Probably from the fungus in your brain,” Slade said. “Sure it is, ass breath,” Regen said. “Calm down, kids,” I said to them.

It's fortunate that I appeared in public as Riel Alheim rather than Ethan Slayer. I wanted to broaden my horizons. Rui is thus a crucial chess component. Perhaps I should assist her in gaining control of the Cloudmantle family. "I'd like to know if Miss Rui has any business experience." Rui gave a nod "My mother and I own and operate a tavern. Despite its simplicity, our rooms and tables are always packed." She smiled proudly. That's fantastic. Furthermore, a tavern was one of the greatest places to get information. Many folks would talk about recent happenings while eating and drinking.

This made me scared. "Please, who are you?" I asked in the most polite way possible. I did not want to annoy the woman; she was unbalanced. "Ah, finally asking me the right question." She said, smiling. She cleared her throat, I knew it was all an act, but nonetheless, it made me more attentive. "I am Ruhun Daji, and my name is Kurwa, the spirit of nature, good fortune, bliss and wellness."

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

"Mr. Shaw, this disease may be terminal, but there is still a way. "There have been major breakthroughs in treatment in recent years. One of our returning doctors, Dr. Robinson, specializes in this area!" He noticed me standing to the side and breathed a sigh of relief. "She's the only one in the world who can perform this surgery. And I hear that she's your wife." The attending doctor hurriedly offered congratulations, oblivious to Galen's stormy expression. "That's enough!" Galen snapped. He tore the chart to shreds and sneered.

If he saw me now, vibrating in a club with a mafia boss, he’d pass out. I was alone. But I wasn't helpless. Aiden stopped laughing. He studied me, his expression sobering. “You're thinking.” “It's a habit.” “About revenge?” I didn't answer. He leaned in close, his scent — sandalwood and expensive scotch — invading my space. “You won't win, Iris.” I turned to him, meeting his dark eyes. “You're not immortal,” I said quietly. He smirked. “Close enough.” I looked back at the crowd below, watching the bodies writhe in the strobe lights. I crossed my legs, smoothing the red silk over my thighs.

But before I could reach for my phone, King’s phone rang from the bed rest where he had it placed. Alas, it was Chris, his manager, that called. I accepted the call. “Man, how is your honeymoon going? Are you doing all the naughty stuff I thought you would be doing?” he asked. “Hmmm, this is not King, it’s Arita,” I said. “Oh,” he echoed. “Sorry, I thought it was King on the phone,” he apologized. “I can’t find King,” I announced. “What do you mean you can’t find King?” Chris inquired.

he greeted and my heart fluttered as I smiled watching him put the pan back on the stove. "Good morning," "You look absolutely beautiful," he commented amused and my eyes went wide as I imagined what I probably look like, I turned to leave but he pulls me towards him, my back pressed against his chest as he chuckled kissing my cheek. "You're breathtaking," he whispered in my ear a tingle running down my spine at his words. "Shut up, I know my hair is sticking up like Rick," "Who's Rick?" He asked amused. "From Rick and Morty," I replied and he laughed kissing my neck softly.

Hoor’s POV : It was time for ruksati .I couldn't feel any sadness taking over . Father placed a hand on my head, stepmother gave me a quick hug , not that I got a chance to return it . I have never been close to them, why would I've been sad about leaving them .The veil hid me from people's eyes, they couldn't see my indifference expression . While sitting in car, I just hoped that Allah will shower his mercy and my life wont go any worse. I didnt think i would be able to handle any more pain .

Then he leaned down with his lips brushing my ear. “And tonight, I will make you cum so hard that you will forget your own name.” His words made my toe curl. Then he simply walked away without uttering another word, leaving me breathless and soaking wet, making me grip the table for balance. God, help me. I am damned to be ruined. ---