Rick Rubin Novels & Stories

"No, I've only heard you guys talk about him. Last time Lou was the one who mentioned him. You've made me very curious. Now I really want to meet him." "Well, Mr. Rubin is not the kind of guy you can meet whenever you want to. He works for some of the biggest guys in New York. Even though he's on the street, he's a decent guy. You know what I mean? He's different from us." He was not only able to gain the respect of his subordinates, but also instill the idea of hierarchy in them so subtly at the same time. This tactic was somewhat impressive. For this alone, I wanted to learn from him.

I paced around her front door, nearly losing my mind, finding no way to contact Rachel. Shit... I punched the wall closest to me, thinking of finding some comfort from my anxiety but nothing helps, it only hurts me this time physically too. I scanned my knuckle that was now bruised, throbbing badly, but at least it helped distract me even for a bit. 'Rachel,' I sighed her name, playing with the bracelet on my wrist. It was a gift from Rachel, and in many ways, it was just a replica of her personality, sweet and quirky and yet mysterious in some way. And for now, this is the only thing close to me that reminds me of her other than the memories I created with her. I touched the bracelet once m

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Had a crush on Luca when they first meet. His favorite thing about Nixon is his hair. Likes vanilla ice cream with salt and vinegar chips. Likes sweet potatoes but doesn’t like sweet potato pie. Nixon- Prefers cold showers but takes hot ones for Harper’s sake. Hates wearing shoes and socks. (But he does) His favorite color is really pink but he always says black. Hates pickles but likes fried pickles. His favorite thing about Harper is the small scar he has on his hip. (Harper fell out of a tree when he was a kid)

She wrote: "Looks like a good thing to me. So you've hooked the fish, huh?" The rest of the article reads as follows: *"Nathan Ryan, CEO of Ryan Enterprises Holdings and one of New York's most eligible bachelors has been missing from the vibrant New York nightlife scene, where we're accustomed to seeing him accompanied. The handsome man was last spotted at a famous nightclub, accompanied by his equally attractive brother. Single women in New York are not too happy about the hunk's disappearance. Could he have a new flame? Is she a model or a famous actress? Well, that would be a sad loss for all the single ladies out there."*

The focal point of contention was whether to present the mini clip during the interaction. Rubi took a firm stance, her conviction clear in her words. "I truly believe that showing the clip is unnecessary. Rachna has already shown faith in my abilities." Vinod, known for his astute observations, agreed with Rubi: "I have reservations about this clip. It might not convey our desired message and could even create misunderstandings."

"Russell's sponsor is asking him to fight new year's eve. But I worry his ribs might not be fully healed by then." "Sponsor? Russ... You didn't tell me you had a sponsor? Way to go, son." he says happily, making Russell close his eyes as if I had just revealed a dark secret. "Who's your sponsor?" he asks. Both Russell and I respond at the same time. "No one important." "Knights Enterprise." Uncle Fred's jaw clenched, and I could see his face turn angrily. "Knights Enterprise?" he turns to Russell, who has his eyes closed and hands fisted.

She must be Catrin's grandma. "Then summer will be fine." She dipped her chin. "Yes," I muttered. Her soft eyes drifted over my shoulder. "Maximo Russo Moretti. Finally, I got to meet..." Dad cleared his throat, his gaze set on grandma. Grandma looked at him, something passed between them. Her gaze swiped over me before turning to Russo. "The youngest billionaire." She changed the topic. "Hello, Mrs Bourne." Russo said, taking a long step forward, he landed a soft kiss on her both cheeks. "So nice to meet you." He muttered.

I say to myself. Rubi has been my most trusted assistant ever since I worked in Lucent Vale, and that's over eleven years. She's been more than the sister I never had than a friend or even an assistant. We always did every surgery together. We celebrated through the successful ones and somehow sobbed over the unsuccessful ones together. She's the only one with an inside access. Did she succumb to Aurora's deceitful plan to bring me down? She's obviously one if my witnesses. She is my assistant and it is needed of her to speak in this courtroom and I realize, with a cold, sinking certainty, that whatever she's about to say could destroy me, or save me.

Her eyes darted back and forth between mine. “How could I forget.” I chuckled, re-visiting the traumatic memory. “Alright, let’s play a game,” Ruby suggested. “You tell me three embarrassing things about yourself. Things that I couldn’t possibly know. Two of them will be true and one will be a lie. I will have to try and guess which one is the lie.” She arched a perfectly sculptured eyebrow as she challenged me, luring me into a little game of her own, which was ‘How to extract embarrassing information out of Caleb?’