His Rui Novels & Stories

Everyone chimed in unison. I glanced up and noticed General Rui at the armory. His physique strongly reminded me of General Cassius. Even though they were in entirely different fields, I couldn't help but compare the two in terms of their strength. General Cassius was a werewolf, so I assumed General Rui was a human. The former would undoubtedly be stronger than the latter, but perhaps there was some unique aspect to General Rui that set him apart, something that couldn't be easily found in just anyone.

Krista asked, laughing. "Fuck them, but don't take them seriously," Juliana replied as they heard a knock on the door. "Speak of the devil," Krista said as she opened the door to let Rui in, who took in her nakedness with a quick up-down sweep of his eyes, followed by a big smile. "There's news," Rui said as he entered the bedroom, stopping when he saw that they were all naked, including Juliana, who had been particularly entertaining the previous evening.

” Daniel murmured, his breath warm against my ear. ‎ ‎Before I can answer, the emcee’s voice booms across the room. “Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special surprise this evening. One of our attendees has graciously agreed to share a few words about tonight’s cause.” ‎ ‎My blood turned to ice as the spotlight blinded my eyes. What’s going on? I never agreed to speak. ‎ ‎Annette’s laughter tinkled across the room as she approached, her phone held high. “Oh, Aria! Don’t be modest. You told me earlier how passionate you are about helping… what was it again? Troubled youth?”

And now he is gone. I sigh, pressing two fingers against my temple, trying to stop the burn building behind my eyes. “Alright,” I mutter. “Send me everything by morning. I’ll call you once I’ve looked at it.” Andy’s voice is gentle now. “Okay, Boss.” We hang up. I stand in the quiet wine hallway, cold despite the heat of the evening. So Raven Co. and Mathieu are deciding to be partners? But those bastards… they set him up.

𝕯𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖑𝖚 𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖎 Did I just heard shopping from rOoHi!!??? Ԃɾαƈυʅα Ραɾι I am in 𝗬𝗼𝘂 I need to buy dresses for a wedding and it's not my wedding preeti. 𝕯𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖑𝖚 𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖎 Harami! Okay, I am on the way.

"First time." He laughed again, and the sound wrapped around me like warm honey. He stretched out his large hand in front of him, flexing his fingers slowly. "I can see that," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. He extended his hand toward me. The same one I'd nearly crushed. "Damien," he said. "Damien Cross." There was something in his voice that stirred something low in my stomach that had no business happening on a plane full of strangers. I stared at his hand. At the long fingers and rough calluses that said he wasn't some pretty businessman in an expensive suit. He worked with those hands. Used them.

SIENNA Eighteen years ago, my mom got remarried to Harry Rivera. She had been so excited about it while all I did was watch her with 'duh' eyes. I had been so skeptical, so nervous about my new family. But was worried more when I realised I would be having stepbrothers— Simon and Soren. Simon was the definition of sweet, caring and nice while Soren was the exact opposite. He was a devil and his full eyebrows and thin lips made his personality even.

I change the subject "He has a kid?" His eyebrows raise, "Since when?" He seems shocked "Yeah, his name is Carter, he is the cutest little thing. Even though I haven't seen him in real life, I saw pictures and he looks more like me, than Ryder," I say He chuckles shortly, "What do you do at the gym?" "Gymnastics and my brother is teaching me self-defence. You should fight me," I tell him doing playful karate moves with my hands.

“Yes, sweetheart. It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Haris Nasution stepped out from the main cabin, carrying two glasses of fresh orange juice. He wore a relaxed white linen shirt, far removed from the cold, intimidating businessman his rivals once feared. Since the storm had begun, Haris had been Serena’s lighthouse. He was not just a financial supporter; he was a protector who never asked for anything in return—an anomaly in a world driven by transactions. He handed one glass to Serena, and together they leaned against the railing, watching the sun slowly drift toward the western horizon.

Henri replied. "Ok, let's do it, Cheri." The old man took his wife's hand. "Let me go ahead and knock on the door first before you can step out." Henri, the driver suggested. "Ok, we'll wait here." The old couple stayed back in the car and watched Henri walk up to the door. It was a man who answered the door. "I know that boy, his face is familiar." Mama Rivers said to her husband. " I bet it is just because he is young and handsome, are you thinking of replacing already?" Papa Rivers taunted.