Im Ruined Novels & Stories

Every word in here means something to me, please respect that. Copyright © 2026 by Ivy Lanee. All rights reserved. — ¶ ¶ — TRIGGER WARNINGS Let me be very clear with you before you turn to another page. This book contains content that some readers may find deeply distressing. I am not writing this warning to scare you away. I am writing it because I respect you enough to be honest about what lives inside these pages. This is not a soft romance. This is not a love story that plays it safe. Ruin Me, Enemy Daddy is dark, heavy and filled with surprises.

“You’re imagining things. Plenty of families were ruined back then. Mine included. It’s not some big mystery.” “Ruined by who?” he pressed, eyes narrowing. “You’ve never mentioned that before. Tell me the full story, Elena. If we’re doing this marriage, even a fake one, I need to know what I’m stepping into.” I took a sip of wine to buy time. “My father lost his business in a bad deal. He trusted the wrong people. The stress killed him. End of story. Happy now?” “Not even close,” Damien replied, voice low. “Because I was blamed for a lot of those collapses. Including the Hart family’s. Does that name mean anything more to you than just headlines?”

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“Please, Alex, let me explain…” “Leave before I do something I’ll regret.” He watched her leave, her face wet with tears as she ran out the door. But soon after, Alex received a call that Iris had been in a terrible accident. Panicking, he rushed to the hospital, his heart pounding as he ran through the hallways. The doctor met him, a grim expression on his face. “I’m sorry, the patient and her unborn baby passed away just minutes ago.” “What?” Alex’s voice shook. “Doctor…she was pregnant?”

Her words tugged me in a very intense way. “The damage is not that bad. You haven’t seen the videos?” I asked eyeing the croissant on the tray. “I couldn’t bring myself to look at them.” She replied honestly, “You should have. It’s just a few scratches. Nothing unfixable. But it’s not safe right now. The Russians destroyed the security system so until they install the new one, we can only stay with Xander.” I walked to the bed and yanked the croissant which has been taunting me ever since she stepped in here.

I almost didn't answer. But something made me pick up. "Hello?" Heavy breathing. Then: "Elena." Adrien. His voice slurred. Broken. "Adrien? Are you okay?" "Am I" He laughed. Bitter. "Am I okay? That's a good question. Let me think. My company's gone. My reputation's destroyed. The woman I love is working for the people who ruined my life. Am I okay?" Another laugh. "No. No, I'm really not okay."

I was just a young girl who didn't know better… I'm sorry, Jamie. I'm so sorry. I'm not Jamie. His grip tightened on the bottle of whiskey, clenching his hands as they shook. Let's end it here, Anna De la Vegas… you're dead to me. A gut-wrenching groan tore from his throat as he hauled the bottle at the glass. It hit with a heavy thud and dropped to the floor, rolling. His eyes followed it; it was cracked… just like everything else.

every single thing told them that she had gotten completely RUINED IN LOVE for him. "Please wake up…. Damien….. please," Reid wiped his glossy eyes and then kneeled beside Zia. Placing his palm on her head, he uttered. "He is fine, Zia, but just unconscious," Zia batted her lashes to understand everything. Her hold around Damien tightened like someone was going to take him away from her. "Trust me…..he will wake up and get back to you safe and sound," Reid tried to assure her because he understood her mental health condition. Zia just stared at him.

He buckled in on himself, his arms wrapping around his midsection as he sank to the ground, and I rolled my eyes at how pitiful he truly was. The light was fading fast, but I’d seen enough already to know this guy was high as hell right now. I didn’t have any idea what kind of drug had him acting this way, but he was endangering Rune and her children by being here while his mind was in an altered state. I clenched my jaw, keeping one eye on Damian who’d curled up into a ball on the rough ground, the shards of glass from the window glimmering in the low light, while simultaneously risking a glance up at the window.

Truth I got it now, why Ruined always had a grin on his face every time I saw him. Three weeks I had woken up with Cali wrapped around my body every morning. Or found her in the kitchen, brewing coffee with her hair sticking up in every direction. A thoroughly fucked look making her face look serene. So yeah, I got it. ,