King Of Ruin

His hands went into my boobs, fingers circling my hard nipple. His eyes were dark with desires of the sins he was inflicting on my body. You are mine, mine to ruin, mine to taint, his voice roared out, raw and commanding. Yes daddy, I moaned out shamelessly before I could stop myself. Get on the bed, he commanded, hands unbuckling his trousers. I swallowed hard at the length of his cock standing erect just some distance away from the bed. … Arita Miles has spent her life unwanted,she was mocked for the face she didn’t choose and ignored by the people who should have loved her. Loneliness is all she knows. When the most popular girl in school offers friendship, Arita thinks her life is finally changing. Instead, betrayal and cruelty leave her more broken than before. Then King Owen notices her. A feared and admired music icon, King offers Arita a deal: protection, status, and the life she’s always dreamed of and in exchange for something only she can give. What starts as salvation may become her ruin.

Violet Greco just wanted her father to see her,Instead he sold her. So she did what she always does, she made plan. Aleksei Carmene accepted the arrangement to get his father off his back. The Greco daughter was a business decision. A name on a contract and nothing more. Two rival families. One political marriage arranged to end a war neither family started, She walks in with poison in her bouquet and an exit strategy. He walks in with a contract. Neither of them planned on the other being exactly what they needed.

Kellan Reed - I was born Runebound—measured, studied, trained to lead. My pack believes order is strength, that tradition is law. But law doesn’t hold when blood runs in the dirt. The Interregnum is here, and every whispered betrayal at Obscura smells of war. I thought I knew who I was supposed to be: heir, alpha, scholar. Then Ronan Draxmere walked onto campus, all sharp teeth and wild fury. Bloodpine. My opposite. My enemy. And yet, every time our eyes lock, I feel the pull of something I can’t name. Something dangerous. Something I might not survive resisting. Ronan’s Draxmere - Bloodpine wolves don’t play nice. We hunt. We take. We survive. That’s what my father drilled into me, and it’s why he sent me here: to prove strength where others crumble. But Obscura isn’t the battleground I expected. The dragon burns brighter than the legends, the heirs bleed unity, and Kellan Reed—the Runebound golden boy—looks at me like he wants to tear me apart and hold me together in the same breath. I should hate him. I do hate him. But my wolf doesn’t. And if the Interregnum comes for this place, they’ll find out just how dangerous a Bloodpine wolf can be when he’s fighting for something he swore he’d never want.

He wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a favor. A protector. A shadow while my father was gone. But now he’s everything I shouldn’t want—and the only thing I can’t stop craving. My father’s a powerful man—military, respected, constantly away. After the divorce, it was just me. No mother. No softness. Just silence and an empty house that echoed louder with every year. Then came Roman Cross. My dad’s best friend. His war brother. Older. Stricter. And always watching. He moved into the guesthouse when I turned eighteen, “just to keep an eye on things,” he said. A promise made man-to-man, sealed with loyalty. But Roman doesn’t treat me like a child. Not anymore. Not since the night I saw what he really is—what he really wants. He runs something dark behind closed doors. A secret club, built on control and submission. And once I got too curious, there was no going back. Now every look is a warning. Every touch, a mistake. Every whispered good girl... a promise. My father thinks I’m safe. But I fell in love with the one man he trusted to protect me. “Guardian of Ruin” is a dark, forbidden romance full of secrets, age-gap tension, and the dangerous kind of love that can never stay hidden.

Akala ni Elara Cruz, nakatakas na siya sa madilim na nakaraan ng pamilya niya. Tahimik na buhay na lang ang gusto niya—malayo sa gulo, malayo sa sakit. Pero lahat nagbago nang makilala niya si Damian Blackthorn—ang cold, ruthless, at sobrang dangerous na heir ng isang crime empire. He’s everything she should avoid. Pero isang halik lang mula sa kanya, at malinaw na: “Akin ka.” Mahalaga ba ang puso kung kapalit nito ay buhay? Hanggang saan kaya ang kaya niyang isugal para sa isang pag-ibig na bawal, mapanganib, at nakakatukso? Sa mundong ginagalawan ni Damian, ang loyalty sinusukat sa dugo… at ang betrayal binabayaran ng kamatayan. At sa huli, kailangang pumili ni Elara: lalaban ba siya—o magpapalunod sa halik ng sariling pagkawasak?

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

On the day of the wedding, Galen Shaw forces me to crack walnuts with my bare hands for his so-called female buddy. My expression goes cold, and I refuse outright. "My hands are for holding a scalpel, not cracking walnuts for her!" He only chuckles and orders someone to hold me down. Then, he glues the walnuts to my palms himself. One by one, he slams them against the ground. "You cheated while studying medicine. Now that you've married me, forget about ever being a doctor again!" I grit my teeth through the pain. My fingers are aching, but I try to explain. "I went abroad to study medicine for you!" His so-called female buddy sneers in a shrill voice. "All that talk about the Shaw family's hereditary disease is nonsense! Galen has been perfectly healthy for over 20 years. Don't tell me you just want another excuse to cozy up with your precious senior?" The moment those words leave her lips, the faint thought of having someone bandage my hand disappears. A shadow crosses Galen's face. "Looks like you haven't learned your lesson!" He throws me into the basement and locks me there for three days. By the time I crawl out, my hands are completely ruined. Later, when Galen's hereditary disease finally surfaces, the doctor tries to comfort him. "This disease may be terminal, but there is still a way. Dr. Robinson has just returned from overseas. She's the only one in the world who can perform this surgery. "I hear that she's your wife."

From the outside, her life looked like a storybook — young love, a growing family, and the hope of a future built on hard work and devotion. But behind closed doors, it was a different world — one filled with control, silence, and bruises too deep for anyone to see. Before she turned twenty-one, she had already survived a violent marriage, the constant threat of losing her children, and a battle between truth and lies that nearly destroyed her. Every time she tried to rebuild, life seemed to find a new way to break her — a false accusation that stole her children, a fire that turned into murder, and the death of the man who had helped her believe in love again. Echos of Ruin is the raw, unflinching story of a woman who refuses to stay broken. Through violence, betrayal, and unbearable loss, she finds the courage to keep moving — to fight for her truth even when no one will listen. It’s a story of motherhood and survival, of loving and losing, and of discovering that sometimes the only way to save yourself is to walk through the fire. Told with haunting honesty and sharp clarity, this memoir is not just about what was taken from her — it’s about what she refused to surrender: her spirit, her strength, and her voice. Because even when the world tried to silence her, she learned the most powerful truth of all — the human heart can shatter a thousand times and still find the strength to beat again.

Kai writes the truth no one wants to hear. Especially not about Jax—the untouchable alpha captain who owns the rink and everyone’s attention. Kai’s articles tear Jax apart, call out the ego, the dirty hits, the way he plays like the world owes him. Jax should hate him. Instead, he watches. Remember. Because four years ago, one drunken night at a party locked them in a room, and Kai walked away pretending it never happened. Jax never forgot. Now the pull is back—violent, quiet, impossible to shake. Jax corners him, crowds him, makes him feel it all over again. But Milo’s there too—the steady defenseman who’s loved Kai silently since freshman year, who knows exactly what happened that night and did nothing. One secret could burn the team down. One choice could burn Kai down. In a world where the ice is thin and loyalty fractures, love isn’t clean—it’s a blade. And someone’s going to bleed.

Rhea Thorn, daughter of the ruthless Alpha of Thornridge, has her life shattered when the Moon Goddess marks her with an unthinkable fate, her destined mate is Kael Blackthorn, the youngest and most feared Alpha of her pack’s sworn enemies. What should be a divine blessing feels like a curse, chaining her to a man her family and people would rather see dead. Drawn together by the bond they cannot sever, Rhea and Kael are forced into secret meetings, torn between duty to their packs and the magnetic pull that only grows stronger. But the world around them is far more dangerous than forbidden love. Rogue wolves begin appearing in unnatural numbers, branded with a mysterious mark and moving like soldiers under someone’s command. Their attacks threaten both Thornridge and Blackthorn lands, hinting at a darker force manipulating the feud to ignite all-out war As suspicion grows, Rhea struggles to hide her bond from her father and her loyal cousin Kade, while Kael risks everything to protect her from the shadows. Their secret is exposed in blood and fire when rogues descend on Thornridge and Kael himself fights beside her, revealing their connection before both packs. Betrayal, shifting loyalties, and whispers of war leave Rhea torn between her bloodline and the mate the Goddess chose for her. At the heart of the conflict lies a chilling truth: someone is orchestrating ruin, driving rogues like weapons and branding them with a new symbol of power. To survive, Rhea and Kael must decide whether to sever the bond and live painful, hollow lives or embrace it and defy their world. If they choose each other, they may save the packs or they may be the spark that burns them all to ash.