Reign And Ruin Novels & Stories

When he finally came home, all the anger I’d been swallowing for months came spilling out. It was a knock-down, drag-out fight — the kind that leaves you trembling long after it’s over. Words that could never be taken back, tears that wouldn’t stop. And somewhere in the middle of it all, we called it quits. But of course, nothing was ever simple. He refused to move out. The home — a small, rent-controlled place that had been given to me and my children — suddenly became another battlefield. And there I was again, standing in the ruins of another promise, trying to figure out how to keep my babies safe while the walls around me cracked.

He needs me until every asset is under Goldman Therapeutics' control. I know I have to break free from Paul. My actions right now, asking for a divorce impulsively, are only going to lead me to another tragic ending. As if fate has already locked in my death if I don’t play this carefully. Meanwhile, the universe is giving me a stage for perfect revenge now, isn’t it? I simply nod quickly. “Sorry. You’re right. I have a lot on my mind.” This time, Paul moves to my side. He cups my face with both of his hands, which feel cold. His eyes stare deeply into mine, searching for whatever remains of the naive Kaitlyn inside.

A mixture of spice and sanderwood, an alluring combination. The was tension building like a thick fog. The warning alarms turned into full blown sirens, and a knot tightened in my stomach. A ghost of a smirk graced his features but it didn’t last long and soon he was back to his emotionless mask. “Well Miss Hart let's begin.” He stepped back, circling the desk back to his previous spot and just as if the spell was broken, I could finally breathe again. Reaching for her tablet she pulled up the research schematics for the project. “Dominion mansion has an ambitious remodeling theme but I assume you didn't hire me for aesthetics?” I directed my question at him, fingers typing away on the table

I was baffled and I started to read what was written on the pages that were marked with my picture. There will be a time, centuries away from now. My bloodline will end and my people will be facing demise and an extreme state of adversity. Only then my bravest son will find his mate and continue my legacy. The night of the blood moon that will fall after the series of many lunar eclipses, will be the night when he will claim his mate and rise above the peasants. Humanity will fall apart and new world order will begin.

My reflection caught briefly in a puddle on the ground— pale eyes, dark intent, a face carved from quiet fury and undeniable purpose. They dismissed me. They laughed at me. They humiliated me. Good. Underestimation and scorn were blades I carried well. I straightened, letting the venom inside me settle into something colder. Something steady. Something regal. The Reigns was fractured now— hairline cracks running beneath every loyal pledge. And cracks, when pressed correctly, become fractures. And fractures become ruins. And ruins… Ruins make excellent foundations for new thrones. I slipped deeper into the trees, the Palace shrinking behind me like a dying ember.

“A goddess of ruin, worshipped by those who would see creation burn.” Nyra’s heart clenched. “I know that sign,” she replied, voice low. “It’s hers... my sister’s.” Behind the Covenant’s front lines strode a figure wrapped in tattered silks, crowned with horns of black iron. Her eyes glowed molten gold. She moved with predatory grace: Selene Blackthorn, reborn as Mother of Ruin. Guards scattered before her as though she commanded the very earth. Caelum put a hand on Nyra’s arm. “She leads them,” he said, exhale hitching. “Your twin… the one you thought lost.”

“That’s not me, that’s who I will be in years to come. Right now, at this moment, I’m just a weak, blind girl mourning the loss of her sister and previous life.” Ruin stays quiet for a while, then he let out a long sigh. “I know how you feel, dove. I lost my family as well, and I was powerless to stop it.” I can’t help but scoff at this. “Oh yeah? Which lifetime? You don’t ever have to worry about losing your so-called family, because once you get reincarnated, you have a brand new one lined up.” As soon as those words leave my mouth, I regret them. I feel the shock and disbelief through Ruin’s mark, but I can’t bring myself to apologize; I’m way too angry to take it back right now.

"The last time we spoke, you said you had a plan." The Violet standing before him was not the same woman he knew five years ago. That Violet was gone. This Violet was calculated and dangerous, like an erupting volcano ready to destroy anyone in her path. She was smart, calm, and relentless—a force to be reckoned with. Her every action was driven by one goal: revenge. "She is the plan," Violet said, pointing at the young woman. "Tell me, what’s your name?" Before the woman could respond, Riele interjected, "Her name is—"

Betrayal, formalized into contracts. "He stole the company from him," Elena said slowly. "Piece by piece, until there was nothing left for your father to claim." Damian's voice had gone tight, controlled in the specific way she'd learned meant he was holding something back by force of will alone. "Richard tried to fight it publicly once. My father buried him in litigation designed to bankrupt him before it ever reached a verdict. That's when your father disappeared from public life. Changed his name, changed yours, rebuilt everything from nothing in secret, terrified my father would find whatever he managed to save and take that too."

"I know. I'm attempting it anyway because my Class advancement requires it." "What Class?" "Inheritor of Ruin." Ryn's expression shifted fractionally. "That's not a standard designation." "No. It's specifically designed for rebuilding collapsed territories. Which means either I succeed at this or I fail at my only advancement path." She was quiet for a long moment. "You're taking a significant risk." "Yes. But risk and necessity aren't mutually exclusive. I need this to work. Greyvane needs the soil to recover. The interests align." Ryn nodded slowly. "I'll support the improvements you're proposing. But if your larger plans start creating problems for the people who are already here, we're g