His To Ruin Novels & Stories

“Now everything seems to be snowballing and I don’t know when it’s going to stop.” “I don’t have any advice for that, but what I can say is, let Ruin be there for you. Don’t push him away. He’s one of the good guys, and,” he says, and leans closer to me before whispering. “Don’t tell him I said this, but he has the biggest heart out of all of us.” “I heard that,” Ruin’s voice interrupts us, and I can’t help but smile. “Don’t go spreading lies about me to my mate, Caleb.”

He corrected himself, gritting the words. His breath started getting heavy. Instant fury enveloped him. He began to pace left and right, his uproarious eyes looking deep in thought. "Someone had touched you. Someone had touched my Hazel. She was handed to me with promise to protect her. She was to be protected. Someone had touched her." He was murmuring in between his walk, hands interlocking in back of his neck as he let out a deranged growl. "I WILL FUCKING SHRED HIM INTO PIECES. I WILL FUCKING TEAR THAT BASTARD APART!"

Until he came out the door, he glance at me evilly. Ruin me? That's my line. Is it? And my life already a messed. It causes Calvary! But I don't care, that's what I want. War!

“You have to be brutal. You have to lose the part of yourself that wants to be good. Burn your conscience. Erase the lines you swore you’d never cross. That’s how you win. That’s the only way.” My hands curled into fists at my sides. “I’m not like him,” I said. The words came out sharper than I expected. “No,” he agreed. “You’re not. And that’s why you’re dangerous. Because you still think you can do this without becoming him.” He turned back toward the door, but paused before opening it. “One more thing,” he said over his shoulder. “If you think you can do this without destroying yourself, don’t. You won’t survive it. Not intact.”

“You left me behind to rot in the place you call ruin. And now you wear your scars like proof you’ve earned something. Like you’ve changed. But I was the one who paid.” I staggered back. My knees hit the wet grass again. The pendant at my neck pulsed like a second heartbeat, but it couldn’t drown out the truth trying to claw free from my chest. Kye turned toward me, gently lowering himself until our faces were level. “Don’t listen. This is part of it. Whatever this thing is, it feeds off what it breaks.” But it wasn’t that simple. Because I remembered. The night the world had first shattered — the real beginning of my ruin — I had made a choice. And it wasn’t to fight. It was to run.

I don’t want her to live in fear. “Shut up!” Ivanov barked, shoving her forward as he finally reached the massive sliding iron doors of the warehouse, pushing one side open with his shoulder. Cold night air rushed into the room. Ivanov looked at me one last time, his face contorting into a mask of pure malice. “I will be back. You will regret this day until the moment you die, Nikolai Serrano. I will ruin you. I will dismantle everything you love piece by piece.”

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.

"Then don't go. Stay here. We'll find another way." "There is no other way." He pulled free. "Someone has to get inside Apex. Someone has to be positioned to strike when we're ready. And it has to be me because I'm already dead inside. I'm already ruined. Might as well make it count." "You're not dead inside." "Yes, I am." He said it with such certainty that it broke my heart. "The person you fell in love with is no more. Elena. What's left is just wreckage. And wreckage can be useful. Can be weaponized. Can be thrown at the enemy to break things."

I laughed, shaking my head. "No, I..." He trailed off, then continued. "Yes I am threatening you, but only because you said you didn't care about my existence, and that shit hurt my feelings." He placed a hand over his chest dramatically. Drama Queen. There was only one way to shut this arrogant idiot up... and lucky for me, it fit my plan perfectly. "Friends." I shaked his stupid hands. All I have to do is pretend we are cool, while I planned his downfall.

Julia staggered back, tears spilling. Elara snarled defensively inside her, hurt and afraid. He doesn't believe us. He doesn't feel the bond. Julia pressed a trembling hand to her chest. The mate bond is there. It has to be. But when she looked at Alan, she saw no bond.Only hatred. Alan's voice dropped to a hollow, icy whisper. "I will ruin you." Julia stiffened. "I will destroy everything you love. Your life, your clan, your pride. I will take everything from you — the way you almost took Mary from me."