Marvel Comic Ruins

Destined to be an Alpha heiress, she suffered immense loss in a tragic evening, the slaying of her family, the collapse of her pack, and her autonomy. Deprived of her strength and deceived by her destiny, she turns into a renegade, eventually getting seized by a harsh Alpha who was meant to safeguard her. He was her fated mate, but he turned her away ruthlessly, labeling her as weak and unworthy to have him after using her. She is left battered and shattered to struggle. She promises to rise from the ruins and regain her heritage. However, her journey to redemption takes an unforeseen twist when she is sold to the greatest rival of her mate, a sly Alpha who is intent on using her as a weapon against her fated mate unknown to her. With secrets revealing and alliances changing, she finds herself at the heart of a lethal power conflict, caught between vengeance and the murmurs of an inescapable connection. She is left to face two choices and which will she choose? Will she allow her history to shape her or will she create a new fate for herself? In a realm of treachery, pain and regret, there are taboo passions and hidden babies which leaves love a perilous pursuit. And now, the stakes are higher than they have ever been.

After helping illegitimate son Clifford Johansen rise to fame, Seraphine Lodge gets ruthlessly discarded. Clifford turns around and proposes to his "true love" with a fireworks show worth hundreds of millions. He also indulges her as she makes Seraphine's mother, Andrea Lodge, die from a heart attack. He robs Seraphine of her identity as a true heiress without remorse. Seraphine gives her heart to the wrong man, but she doesn't scream or cry. Instead, she dumps the scumbag, pockets 200 million dollars in breakup fees, and watches her career soar. But Clifford refuses to let her go. He ruins her reputation, turning public opinion against her. Seraphine doesn't bow to power or cruelty. Anyone who dares cross her gets a taste of her revenge, which comes swiftly and brutally. Sweet revenge is satisfying, but an even sweeter thrill arrives one night while cloaked in moonlight. A tall, commanding figure approaches, radiating elegance and dominance. It's Elliott Johansen, the heir to Dirkane's most prominent family. He's powerful, untouchable, and feared by all. Seraphine freezes. Then comes his low, magnetic voice in her ear, "Sera, leave the violence to me. If you get hurt, my heart will ache." Her heart skips a beat. He continues, "Be good. We'll go home together once I'm through with them."

I once thought Jareth was the love of my life. He said "Mom's in the hospital," but then turned around and kissed Lily in the VIP seats at the concert; when his bipolar disorder flared up, he was violent with me, but then told Lily, "You’re such a good girl"; he had videos with Lily saved on his phone, and in the chat records, he called me "the cold, emotionless finance robot." Five years of love, ruined in his lies and betrayals. He thought I would cry and scream, but all I did was watch him finish his final act. When he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong," what I handed him was the merger agreement: "Sign it. This is the first debt you owe me." Those broken hearts will eventually turn into sharp blades that will pierce him. And I will rise from the ruins, living more beautifully than anyone else.

When the village chief delivered the items for my wedding, my fiancé's adopted sister, who was the apple of his eye, suddenly burst into tears. She cut my wedding dress and smashed the wardrobe that my older brother made for me. Every time I was about to lose my temper, my fiancé, who was also my childhood sweetheart, would immediately side with her. He claimed that she was still young and did not understand jealousy; she was just insecure. Even my own brother defended her, saying I had a birth brother who doted on me. It would not hurt to give in to her. When an earthquake happened, they both ran to her and protected her tightly beneath their bodies. Meanwhile, I was trapped under the ruins for three days and three nights. My brother and fiancé tried every possible way to cheer up her, leaving the villagers to rescue me instead. When they looked at me with wounds all over my body, they only said, "Don't overthink it. Jenn is timid and frightened. We couldn't leave her alone." I was on bed rest for a month, but not once did I see them. Only the village chief came to see me. He tried to persuade me, saying, "You're the first college student in our village. Are you really going to give up on your studies just to get married? This—" I interrupted him, "I made my decision before you came. I'll report to the college on time!"

“You can leave if you want. No one will stop an ungrateful person like you after all.” Those were the words that Maliyah heard from Jake who is handsome but blunt. She flew to Iloilo for a certain reason. Maliyah could've done her plans faster he didn't come into the picture. Jake is someone who ruins her mood often. She believed she will never want him not until a kiss happened. Maliyah knew that everything's ruined because of that one kiss. But can she give up the plans that she's been preparing her entire life? What if she'll discover a truth that will haunt her for the rest of her life? What is it that she's capable of giving up for love?

Cong Rong was a promising and hardworking novel writer who loved the fantasy world. However, no matter how much she tried to improve herself, the world dragged her down again. Losing her confidence, she got forced to change her genre to Romance. Tired of trying again, she pushed to a way where she felt there was no place for her. But was she right? Was there no hope of romance for her? Wen Shaoqing, a capable and brilliant CEO of a worldwide famous comic company. He had only one aim, and that was to see his company at the top. But what if two loveless people come together? Will there be a spark of love between them? Or will both ignore their feelings and remain hopeless? What will happen when two different types of personalities get locked in the same house for a few months?

Even though I was the one who broke my ribs in the car accident, my boyfriend Jared decided to take care of his drunk ex-girlfriend instead. When I called to ask him to spend time with me in the hospital, he berated me. “Why are you so clingy? Can’t you tell that Isabelle needs me right now? “You’re a nurse, aren’t you? What, you can’t even take care of yourself now?” Heartbroken, I suggested we break up, only to be met with anger. “I was going to propose to you, you know? Considering how influential my family business is, I need to make sure I choose my wife wisely. “Today was a test to see if you have what it takes to be the next Mrs. Carter. I thought you would be independent and selfless. I expect my future wife to have my back no matter what. “Look at yourself now. You can’t even take care of yourself over something so insignificant! I’m disappointed, Charmaine.” The next day, he posted a picture of himself and his ex-girlfriend on social media. The image’s caption was targeted at me: [You’d better think twice and apologize, Charmaine, or I’ll just date someone else.] I did not apologize. I had had enough of him, so I left the city. Three years later, I saw him again in the lobby of the Financial Tower. I was wearing a heavy onesie costume and sporting a full face of cosplay makeup, while he was wearing an expensive suit and had Isabelle hanging delicately from his arm. He recognized me immediately and laughed. “I knew you never moved on from me, Charmaine! Does it hurt to know I’ll be marrying someone else? “That’s what you’re doing here, right? You’re trying to cosplay as my favorite Marvel character to get my attention. “Maybe I’ll consider taking you back if you kneel and apologize.” I did not deign to reply. I had indeed loved him once upon a time, but today was my son’s birthday, and the cosplay was my surprise for him...

The Garcia family's notorious illegitimate son — violent, obsessive, and dangerously unstable — had sent out a public marriage summons. One of us, my sister or I, was to become his bride. My father, with his career in ruins and his influence dwindling, had no choice but to agree. In desperation, I begged my boyfriend Eric Jordan to return home and make our engagement official. He did rush back, travel-worn and anxious — but only to ask for my sister's hand in marriage. Shattered, I demanded to know why. Eric frowned, his voice icy. "You're just a foster daughter of the Lynch family. You've eaten their food, lived under their roof for years. And if it weren't for Willa, you would've frozen to death on the street. Now's your chance to repay her. Don't be ungrateful." I refused to stay silent. He shoved me aside in frustration. "I told you — Willa and I are only pretending. Once she's out of danger and that lunatic forgets about the proposal, we'll divorce. I'll come back for you. However, stop embarrassing yourself like this — it's pathetic." What Eric did not know was… Willa Lynch escaped the marriage. However, I did not. Later, on the day of the wedding, as the bridal car passed the Jordan family estate, I looked out the window — and locked eyes with Eric. His face turned pale as a sheet.

Clara Nguyen is a fox princess from a demon kingdom. After saving a human with marble, she fainted and entered the modern world. She becomes an ordinary person without magic. Clara is always looking for her marble. During a shopping trip, she tracked down and discovered the whereabouts of marble. The magic gem is in the body of Jonathan- Owner of a comic book publishing company Omen. She hastily kissed him to get the jewel back but failed. The marble only returns to her if the kiss is voluntary. To get the marble back, she becomes an Omen employee to make Jonathan fall in love with her. She is determined to make him kiss her voluntarily. Will Clara’s plan succeed, or is she the one who will fall in love with Jonathan first?

I was once the shadow at Nathan’s side, summoned at his will. Pregnant with his child, only to be fed contraception pills by him. On the day of my miscarriage, he was celebrating Liora’s birthday. She took away my parents' love, stole my identity, and destroyed my token, while he stood by and criticized me for being dramatic. They teamed up to lock me in cold storage, tricked me with an AI-generated apology, and even accused me of faking illness when I bled heavily. The day they tossed me out like garbage, I saw the true face of this deceitful pair—the man who abandoned me for vanity, and the woman who exploited a fake pregnancy and staged car accidents to drain him of his last worth. But I didn’t die. Danny found me, half alive, and showed me what it feels like to be cherished. Now, standing on their ruins, those who hurt me have become the badges of my rebirth.