Rot & Ruin Movie Novels & Stories

Too calm for the storm twisting inside my chest. If I ever thought I’d seen Killian’s eyes darken before, I was wrong. Because right now, there was no light left in them. Nothing reflected back at me. It was like staring into a void. A beautiful, terrifying void. Then, without warning, his hand shot up to my shirt. The fabric ripped under his fingers, buttons flying in every direction, clinking against the floor. My breath caught. “Since Reign isn’t quite working for you,” he said, his tone threatening but wrapped around velvet “Ruin it is.”

She stood up and left the room, giving Cyrus and I the chance to speak privately. "Everything that had happened at the scene of the accident is on media display as we speak." Cyrus informed. “What?!” “Their goal with this attack was to ruin your reputation, and they’ve gotten what they wanted. With doctored pictures that made that attack look like a gang operation—” “It was a gang operation.” I gritted through clenched teeth. “It was,” Cyrus said. “But they’ve made it seem like it’s you who’s the boss of it. The Rodriguez name is in too much mess right now, and your father has been calling you to death.”

Before anything else could happen, chaos broke out. Gunshots exploded through the ballroom. Panic spread as people screamed and bodies fell. Armed men surrounded the area, overpowering everyone. Liliana watched in horror as her parents were forced to their knees at gunpoint. The leader, a man called Beta Tal, demanded to know which of their daughters carried a rare lightning crest. When her parents hesitated, he threatened to kill her mother. Unable to endure it, her father revealed that Rhea was the one. Rhea was dragged away as she screamed for help. Liliana stood frozen, unable to understand what was happening. Moments later, her parents were shot and killed in front of her.

ZAYN “Yo man! Shit was dope out there. Dude was real fucking pissed. See his face? Bet he'd need stitches for that split,” Rowan came into the dressing room after me, laughing as he patted my shoulder. I flexed my neck, feeling a slight crack. I grabbed a bottle of water from the table, gulping its contents in a go. “Heard he wants to double up for a rematch. Five thousand bucks on the line man. That's crazy,” he said, amused at the fact that I just won the match and that made him twenty-five hundred dollars richer.

Ruin Me, Enemy Daddy is dark, heavy and filled with surprises. Please read the following carefully. - Strong language - Explicit sexual content - Violence and graphic scenes - Murder and assassination - Torture - Emotional abuse and manipulation - Coercion and obsessive behavior - Moral ambiguity - Betrayal - Forced proximity and captivity - Death of loved ones This is a dark mafia romance. The love here is complicated and it is costly. The characters are flawed in ways that will frustrate you, unsettle you, and at certain points make you question everything you thought you wanted from a love story. That is intentional and frankly the point.

"I don't know anything anymore." "Then let's find out together. Let's bring him in, make him face justice, destroy everything he built. Make him watch as we take it all apart." Dante moved closer. "Make him live with the fact that he lost. That you survived him." Luca's hand was shaking so badly now the gun was wavering. Tears were streaming down his face. "I hate him," Luca said. "I hate him so much." "I know." "He ruined everything." "I know."

“All that history, just waiting to be forgotten.” “Or waiting for someone with the vision to restore it,” Kaelan said from beside her. He wasn’t looking at the photo; he was looking at her. “To see the strength in the bones, not just the decay on the surface. It wouldn’t be easy. It would require someone ruthless. Someone willing to tear out the rot to save the structure.” His metaphor hung between them, heavy and undeniable. He was talking about her. About them. “Sometimes,” she said, forcing her eyes back to the crumbling house, “the rot is too deep. Sometimes it’s kinder to let it fall.”

[Kian] “The cameras of the room aren’t working, boss,” Nalini spoke on my earpods. “Of course, they won’t. Ruin is there.” I said, driving to the motel as fast as I could. “R-Ruin? Boss sir… Ruin is here? The dark warlock? In our motel? Should I inform the authorities?” Nalini asked. “No. Just make sure he stays there until I arrive.” “Umm… well… ok, boss.”

"Briefly. I thought about letting you live with the rot. Letting you wake up every single morning knowing you sold out your brothers and still failed to save your family." I paused, looking down the barrel at his forehead. "But then I remembered... I fucking hate half-measures." His voice shattered completely. "Boss, please, I—" BANG. The gunshot was a deafening crack that fractured the night. Orion’s body jerked violently backward before instantly going slack. His remaining eye froze, locked open in a permanent state of disbelief. The echo of the blast rolled out over the ocean, fading into the roar of the waves until there was only the wind again.

“How did you know that I was here?” ‎ ‎Daniel arched a taut brow that told me I was asking the wrong questions. Wordlessly, he pulled out his phone to show the footage of me opening the black door and slipping inside. ‎ ‎I pressed my eyes shut, humiliation burning my face at the video. “Nice going, James Bond.” I cursed mentally before prying my eyes to see an unamused Daniel. “I’m sorry. I felt something was off with that painting but in my defense —” My protests died in my throat and I shrunk at his angry glare.” I’m sorry.”