Im Ruined Novels & Stories

His voice dipped lower, almost cruel. I stiffened. “I think,” he continued, taking a slow, deliberate step toward me, “you want a version of the truth that doesn’t ruin you.” My breath hitched. Ruin me? My pulse pounded in my ears, a deafening roar drowning out my thoughts. “What does that mean?” I whispered. Dante stopped just a few feet away, his presence suffocating, intoxicating, utterly consuming. “It means,” he murmured, tilting his head slightly, “that once you hear what I know… there’s no going back.”

This was something that could have been entirely avoided. My life might not be more valuable than anyone else's. But the knowledge I possessed, along with my surgical skills that could save the lives of hundreds of thousands of cancer patients, made my hands especially important and irreplaceable. As I looked at Shaun, I felt like I was meeting him for the first time—everything about him felt so unfamiliar. "Let's break up," I muttered with finality. Shaun's face darkened, and he stood up angrily. "You're breaking up with me, huh? Your hand is ruined now. The hospital won't want you anymore. Your career is done for! Who else would want you but me?"

“How am I supposed to trust you when you literally married me to ruin me and also took my father’s company, making us believe you were helping?” “You’re half right,” he said. “I didn’t take your father’s company under mine. It’s still yours. I just made it look that way to scare you...and it worked. And as for ruining you…” His eyes darkened, his voice dropping into something sinful. “That’s always been the plan. To ruin you in bed.” Her jaw dropped. “You’re disgusting. You say these things like they’re nothing.”she said wondering how he got this bad. “Why? Does it get you wet?”

He was making sure I felt every ounce of the fire I had started. "You think you can just say sorry and have the world go back to normal," Liam continued. "But some things are broken beyond repair. You didn't just break a glass. You ground it into dust. You can't put dust back together." "I will do anything," I whispered into the carpet. "I will leave the house. I will go to a different city. Just don't hate me. Please don't hate me."